Thursday, August 9, 2012

the only child

At first, the idea of J and A flying out to Colorado for a week without me to handle the movers and the setup and do fun Colorado things while I'm grounded back here near my doctor?  Not going to lie, made me pouty.  And actually dropping those two off at the Minneapolis airport on Sunday and driving away with a screaming Vivi who DEFINITELY knew she'd drawn the short "stay with mommy" straw was not fun.  Especially when she threw in a "I don't want you, I want my DAAAADDDYYYY!"  I cried, she cried, we both sniffled and pouted our way down I-94.  Then found a mall and felt WAY better, but I digress.  The point is, I was a little sad about this week.

But it turns out, a week with my soon-to-be middle child was just what we both needed.  It's been nothing but My Little Ponies and Minnie Mouse movies and play food cake baking and coloring.  With only the pink and purple crayons, might as well throw the brown one out, "THAT'S FOR BROTHER NOT GIRLS."  I haven't raised my voice, I haven't counted past one (and that was just once when she nearly strangled the cat with a strand of "pearls") (because cats are princesses even if they are boys, FYI), I've let her change her pajamas four times a day and run around barefoot in the rain dancing "wike a pwincess" despite the sniffly nose she's come down with.  We've done her very first pigtails, dressed and undressed her babies fourteen times each before she tucks them into the stroller to go shopping and bring me treasures from around the house.  (Including Grandpa's poker stash, NICE FIND!)  We've sat out on the dock for snack time in a most companionable silence, fed the fishies, cooled off in the lake in various stages of undress (her: total, me: a bikini nobody but my kids are allowed to see me in).  Mealtime is Vivi time, nothing but quesadillas and mac and cheese and slices of wheat bread plain and blueberries to her heart's content.  Basically, I've spoiled her rotten and she's rewarded me with snuggles and unprompted "I love you"s and bedtime routines that take five seconds flat and a breathtaking appreciation for the easygoing, enthusiastic, big loving manner of my second born.  We miss our boys, no doubt, and she's stopped mid-play at least a few times a day to ask me if it's time for brother and daddy to come home now.  But they will be home, very soon, and while you KNOW I'm going to cry happy tears to have them both back with us again .... I have a feeling this one on one time with Miss V will be a sweet memory I'll carry with me forever.  Her days as my only girl are dwindling, I'm all too well aware.  And while a sister will undoubtedly be a cherished part of her life, she deserved this time with the spotlight all her own.

In honor of my "only child", my favorite Vivi shots from the past week.

5 comments:

The Writer Chic said...

So, so, so, so sweet. You've been on my heart a lot today for some reason. Thinking about how far we've come in 5 years...praying for your health and sanity in the next few weeks. Love ya, girlie!

Candice said...

Sounds like very fun times! My hubby is going out of town on a week long fishing trip starting tomorrow. I am very sad. :( (Excited for him...but will miss him dearly!)

Kelsey said...

First the Olympics and their mom commercials and now this...not cool. Nobody likes a crying boss at work. So very sweet.

Katie said...

awwwww! so precious to have this one on one time with miss V! So glad you got to spoil her and enjoy the 'calm before the storm'!

Aaron and Jen said...

Good choice indeed! This post made me cry, in a good way of course!