February 20, 2012

Just Us Three.


This weekend gave us some unusual down time. We hosted a play date over here Friday night with Tessa's two best friends, I did a lot of sewing, and Nekos built a fort in the living room on Sunday while it snowed (but didn't stick). We had a lot of time, just us three. On Saturday night we went out to dinner at a local spot, and there was a jazz band playing. We had a table right up front. Tessa asked to get down from her highchair and went straightaway to grab the fedora the band was using to collect tips. She emptied out the dollar bills and put the hat on, dancing and hopping around with it covering her eyes. She would stop long enough to tilt the hat off her eyes and make sure we were watching—which we were, of course, raptly—then she'd giggle, cover her eyes again and continue dancing. I was so genuinely happy then and there. And I had a realization that night that felt big. 

We've planned all along to try to conceive again this summer. We decided over a year ago that we wanted to space our kids out by three years, and I've felt myself getting ready again for the idea of pregnancy and a newborn. Three of my girlfriends have decided that they'll try to get pregnant this summer, too. But watching Tessa on Saturday night, I thought, "This is enough. More than enough. For now." She's at a magical age. I'm pretty sure the "terrible two" thing is a misnomer. Never have I gotten more affection from her. There are extended cuddles on the couch, intense kisses on the mouth, and tight hugs around the neck. When I picked her up from my mom's after our vacation, we were sitting in the kitchen crunching on bowls of cereal together and she looked up at me and said, "I missed you." She says "I love you" now, too, and is interpreting feelingsher own, her friends', ours. And she makes me laugh; when I was putting cinnamon on her cereal yesterday, she said, "No pepper, please." And when we were explaining to her that boys have penises and girls have vaginas, she looked at us and very matter-of-factly said, "I want penis, too." 

We've had nearly two years with just her, and I'm not sure I'm ready yet to say goodbye to her time as our only. Newborns are like the richest dessert—sickly sweet and well-deserved after so much preparation, but this toddler of mine, she is the main course. She is filling and all-consuming and gratifying, and I think I may need to hold off on the dessert for right now. I've eaten too much. This lil dish is too delicious. 


8 comments:

  1. this makes my ovaries hurt!! so jealous of those sweet hugs and kisses and such sweet moments with a little one!! so happy for you though and am proud of you for listening to those instincts and moments of the exact right time to grow that cool family of yours!

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  2. This is so very sweet :) She seems the lucky girl to have you two. We've yet to do an official online announcement (waiting to enter that safe period) but we're on our way to our family of three finally (!!!). So terrifying but exciting at the same time. Reading this posts leans me much more towards the exciting side of things ;) Thanks for sharing.

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  3. I totally understand and think you are making the right decision (for now). Good for you to be selfless and selfish at the same time, for the good of your girl. Nice post and nice family.
    D.O.
    ps, if you decide (or think about deciding) that one child might even be enough for your family (I've pretty much decided that for myself, for similar reasons to those you mention; my daughter is 18 months old), there is a good book, "Maybe One" by Bill McKibben. I didn't decide because of the book, but it is an interesting thing to read.

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  4. i totally agree with you. 2 is awesome. Tessa is such a sweetie.

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  5. p.s.- there's a little sunshine for you on my blog

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  6. Terrible 2's are definitely wrong. However, 3's give you a run for your money! We are about to receive our # 2 in the next 2 weeks and it is so bittersweet. We have such a good thing going with our little family of 3 and it is both scary and exciting all the same. I know that my cup will run over seeing both of my boys together and loving on one another, but for now, I'm eating up the few 3 year old kisses and snuggles each day before baby brother arrives.

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  7. Yay, awesome, I agree! More time for Tessa.

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  8. I wanted mine about three years apart but Conner was so very sweet (mostly) at that point that i had exactly what i needed. We had Caleb when Conner was 5 and now that Caleb is 2 and Conner is 7, i get to enjoy the wonder of them both in all their differences!

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