A few weeks ago I stopped by the university to return some books I borrowed from some people. It’s summer so there weren’t a whole lot of people actually there. But everyone I saw asked me what I was up to these days. Iddo was nestled in her wrap on my chest peacefully dozing. Each time I was asked I pointed to her and said she’s what I’m up to.
Today is the third day in a row she’s decided to nap only when we are cuddling. I’ve gotten the laundry done this week (I can do that one handed now, except for the folding part). And I’ve squeaked in a shower every day. But otherwise it might look like not a whole lot is getting accomplished at our place.
Except it is.
I’m getting a whole lot of mothering done right now. I’m helping her feel secure. I’m being there when the reflux hurts. I’m noticing all the tiny little changes as she grows.
She won’t always need me to mother her like this. So for now I’m going to just lean back and enjoy this little swaddled up bundle of life gently breathing on my chest, grateful for Brett making it possible for this to be my job.
Because she is what I’m up to right now.