Me: Hey mom, how's it going?
Mom: Good. How about for you?
Me: Pretty good.
Much of the conversation is deleted at this point. Who knows what we talked about? It was nearly four months ago, and I can't remember.
Me: Hey mom, I was wondering if you would do me a favor.
Mom: Sure, what is it?
Me: Will you sew a blessing dress for my baby?
Mom (a little hesitantly) Well, yes, but only if it doesn't have to be too fancy.
Me (bracingly): No, just something white and nice-ish for her to wear for her blessing, it doesn't have to be all that fancy at all.
Mom: Well then, yes, I think I'd like to do that very much.
Me: Great! Thanks so much!
More chit-chatting that we will skip. The conversation ends.
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With that in mind, I now give you our precious Heather in her "not too fancy" blessing dress:
Kinda makes you wonder what the fancy one would have looked like, huh?
All is well with us. As you can probably guess, today was Heather's blessing day. What a special day in a young girl's life. Heck, what a special day in a thirty-seven-and-a-half-year-old girl's life. It was lovely. Just absolutely lovely.
And now, I'm going to feed my baby and see if I can manage to take a nap. Tomorrow I leave Heather with her grandparents for six or seven full hours.* That could conceivably be traumatic (for me, Heather will be fine), but I think I got all my trauma out on my first day back to work last week. It helps that Eric's parents are such capable, loving, quality people.
Again, I'm a lucky lucky girl with a lucky lucky daughter. (Eric's pretty lucky as well, come to think of it)
Have a glorious week,
*But let's be honest, we all know that I'm going to run out there on my lunch hour right? I mean, like I could stay away!