Wednesday, March 31, 2010

I love her in a ponytail

This little peanut is in a demanding phase right now. She calls my name, "MommyMama, MommyMama, MommyMama, MommyMama..." all the day long. I make an effort to respond promptly, knowing how frustrating it is to be ignored. But when i say, "what Lily?" she gives a few thoughtful, "Umm, umm, umm's" and then it starts all over. "MommyMama, MommyMama..." and the intensity grows with every syllable. It's a little bit funny and entirely indicative of her personality (determined, persistent, particular, vocal...) but by bedtime I am worn to a frazzle, holding to my patience with white knuckles. More often than before, I find myself irritated. Edgy.

I was feeling that way today, late afternoon, in my bathroom. She was being stubborn. I could feel my patience slipping.

And then, swift and sharp, thoughts came from some place altogether calm and mild. Some place heaven-like, if not just Heaven. Reminders.

And for the rest of the day, patience was easier.

But bedtime was still warmly welcomed.


  1. That girl puts the who back in whoville with that pony! So adorable. Hard to believe she can cause her mother ANY consternation!

  2. Such a funny little lady. Her cheeks and lips and nose...just too juicy.

  3. I love this post - I can relate to it completely. I think Lily & Noah are cut from the same cloth. They sure are cute - sassy & all!