“a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014″
(And thanks to the ever lovely Jodi for inspiring us all…)
I get home late on Wednesday night. My last class concludes at 8:15, and then I drive home from North Colorado Springs. On nights like tonight, my car takes at least a good ten minutes to warm up, leaving me shivering as I barrel down the interstate.
Ryan has been doing an amazing job at getting Lu to bed on the nights I teach. I come home and the house is eerily quiet. I find my husband at work on a new pendent or tinkering at a lamp. Lucy sleeps soundly in her room. But without fail, she wakes up within an hour or so of my arrival. It’s as if she senses that mama is near. And so I go into her bedroom, scoop her into my arms, and I gently rock or nurse her back to sleep. I don’t mind the interruption one bit.
