Today is the first day I feel almost normal. No headaches. Just dry throat and some coughs. I drove M and V to school today. But we left a little earlier so M could get to school earlier to do some work. We had time to spare so I took the girls to Shoppers Drug Mart to return two boxes of flu medicine that we didn’t end up needing.
I let W loose since the store just opened and was fairly quiet. It is so entertaining to watch her touch, admire and ogle over everything colourful. At one point, she picked up a box of Smarties and wouldn’t let go at all. I didn’t try to force it out of her because I didn’t want her to get upset. So I just let her hold on to it. (I think secretly she knows it’s chocolate inside somehow.)
W walked by herself going in and out of the elevator. Of course, V and I had to remind her which way we were going since she kept going the opposite direction. All of a sudden, she spotted a bag of bagels. That was it! She dropped the bag of Smarties in exchange for the bagels, turning to me and grunting – indicating that she would like to have some. And so she did.
By the time we got into the car and were all buckled up, it was 8:43 am. Perfect timing. I didn’t want to be waiting too long to drop V off since I wasn’t sure if W would tolerate sitting in the car for long. It turns out, she stayed awake for the rest of the ride and we had a nap at home.
Her morning nap wasn’t too bad – an hour on her own, and another hour with me holding her. I got to relax and watch an episode of Jane the Virgin and have a cup of tea. As usual, when she’s had a great sleep, she always wakes up in a great mood. Picture this…
I’m holding W in my arms and she is asleep. She then slowly stirs and opens her eyes. Sitting up, she leans in close to my face with her mouth open, giving me a kiss, after saying ‘hi’ to me with a smile.
Now, that’s a wakeup I would enjoy every morning! Who wouldn’t?
I can’t believe it’s Feb. 6! While nursing her at bedtime, I was getting sad at the thought of missing her when I go back to work after March Break. I may not be the first to see some of her milestones anymore as she will be at daycare. I worry about her nap time since no one will be nursing, rocking, or singing to her there. I know she will cry and she will be ok. But maybe I am not going to be ok. Sigh.