That's right, it's my rocking chair. I was rocking Celia before her nap yesterday thinking that in another year, she'll be too old to rock and probably not want it in her room. Heartbreaking really.
My brother bought me the chair right before I had Jordan. That in itself makes it a HUGE thing. We had NOTHING, so a nice chair was a great gift. Plus my brother and I did not get along growing up....we were very close in age....too much sibling rivalry I guess. That chair was the first nice thing I can ever remember him doing for me. It really meant something coming from him, especially when I take getting a lot of flack from a lot of people about being a young, unwed mother.
Well, Jordan was never a big rocker. Even as an infant, he was a bouncer. You had to bounce that kid to sleep! Strangest thing I ever heard of! The chair was used, but just as a nice chair to sit in in the living room.
So years later we were expecting Celia, and I start working on her room. Since the chair had seen it's share of spills, I put a slipcover on it to match her crib and room decor. One of me students knitted me a gorgeous blanket, and I made a little pillow. She has been a rocking baby from day 1. We sat in that chair for hours while nursing and rocking to sleep....I usually rocked her long after she was out....just because it was so nice to do so. We're growing out of the chair now, and it makes me really sad. I wrestle her into it with me before nap time and we rock and sing for awhile....until the motion works it's magic and she lays her little head on me. I can't rock her to sleep now (all the experts say toddlers need to put themselves to sleep...and I think they are right on that account.) but I do make sure she's nice and sleepy before she goes to bed.
I would have pictures....but my MacBook is out of town and I can't get the digital camera to work...grr...
Enough melancholy for now....I'm baking up a storm. In an effort to not eat crap the whole time Chris is out of town, I'm making a bunch (umm, 20, but most will be frozen for later use!) twice baked potatoes and homemade pepperoni rolls for out quick before church dinner tomorrow. I also have to wash the sheets (again) as Celia snuck in my room, spilled my cup of water all over the bed then drew on the sheets with lip balm. If it weren't for the lip balm, I'd just sleep on the other side!
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
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That was a sweet story. Until you got to the lip balmy sheets and spilled water...:)
I still rock Kiera to sleep now and then. I know what the experts say, but I don't care! Soon enough I will beg her to hold my hand, let alone sit and rock to sleep. It's so bittersweet, isn't it?
That's usually how it is with kids. Sweet....and sometimes sticky. Occassionally both at the same time!
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