
Last night we put Zoey down around 11:45 and she didn’t wake me up until 3 AM. It was glorious to get 3 solid hours of sleep! I put her back down around 4 and she was up at 6:30. I fed her at 7 and she was up again at 8:30. I picked her up and cuddled her in bed and we both slept soundly until about 10 when I awoke to her being fidgety.
At 3 AM, I was wide awake. When I put her down around 3:45, I laid in bed for a good 20 minutes, wide awake, not able to fall asleep. I was thinking about Grandma and my heart was heavy. I constructed a mental letter to Grandma. It talked about how much I miss her. I was telling her that Gene and I finally got married (she was alive when we got married but not coherent). I told her how I knew she would be so happy that we finally got married after all of those years of living in sin. I told her about how we conceived her first great grand-child the week that she passed away. I thanked her for that little miracle because I just knew she had something to do with it. I told her about how Zoey was born the day after my birthday and how she is so beautiful. About how I wished there was some way she could have met her because I just know she would have loved Zoey to pieces.
I finally fell asleep and proceeded to dream of Grandma and Zoey meeting. It was lovely. Probably one of the first times ever that I’ve had a relevant dream without any odd people showing up in it. Grandma, I love you and miss you so much :(
I really wish Gene and I could have gotten married sooner and yeah I would have loved to have had our first child a few years ago but in hindsight, I know that waiting was the best thing for us. We had time for Gene to graduate college and get a job, for us to buy our first home and to feel emotionally, physically and financially ready for growing up. We got married 10 years after we became a couple and had a baby 11 years after. The only regret I have is that my Grandma wasn’t able to see me get married, let alone meet her first great grand-child.
Well, tomorrow morning I am dropping the dogs off at the kennel and we are heading to Grandpa’s house. We’ll stay until Monday and then head to the park where we have our annual “family re-union” of sorts. Its our first trip out of town for a couple of nights with the baby. I’ve got a small carry-on suitecase full of tiny shirts, pants, onesies, gowns, socks and hats. It has plenty of receiving blankets and diapers. Gene will load the pack n play and the bouncy chair in the car tonight. We’ll pack our bag this evening and hopefully can make it to Miami (Oklahoma, not Florida) by 3 at the latest. It’s a 3 hour drive, so I am hoping to feed Zoey when we leave and hoping she will make the whole drive.