Chloe is going through the sweetest stage yet. She is unbelievably sweet. The other day I was cutting up chicken and sliced the tip of my thumb and she was so concerned and kept asking to see it and kept saying Oh no mommy! She would thoroughly examine it and get a worried look on her face. She has been sooo easy for us lately and only wants to please us. She is so curious and asks where her friends are through out the day. Un-coached She always blesses her best friend Scarlett in her prayers at night along with numerous other people and asks for "big hugs" all of the time. She always wants to give cuddles to mommy and daddy. Which is so different than she used to be. She loves being chased and tickled by daddy. She asks to pull up my shirt and give baby "diaper" kisses. Every time I go to the Dr she asks if she can go to see "Bebe Ister" She gets concerned about her little sibling being okay in Mommy's tummy.
I can't help but feel like I have it too good right now. When is it all going to change? I am so content with life that I can't help feel like this is the calm before the storm. Chloe was difficult for me as a newborn, so my view on the first three months is pretty bleak. I just want to soak this wonderful moment in life up, before it ends. Maybe Piper Jane will be easier for me? Who knows. Right now I am just grateful for this moment.
Not to say that everything is perfect, it's not. This weekend as I was driving back from Danville (alone) My car died, and I was stuck in the middle of the lane with a car that refused to start. I called Adam, my Mom, my sister and no one would pick up. I sat there looking in my rear view mirror thinking for sure someone was going to hit me as I could not move my car myself. Cars honking at me smoke pouring from my engine and feeling all alone I got out and walked to the side of the road where I felt I was safer. I started feeling sorry for myself as I looked down at my 8 month pregnant self and felt like I was stranded and alone and no one has stopped to help and I have been here for an hour. Finally Adam called me back and came to my rescue with our two and a half year old strapped into to a makeshift car seat (We only have one and it's sitting in my car in the middle of the road) made out of a booster seat she uses to eat at the table and a seat belt strapping her in. Adam called the tow truck and while we were waiting out in the wind on the side of the road, a lady pulled up and got out of her mini van and approached us. She said that she had driven by a while ago and saw Chloe and I on the side of the street and went back home to grab some snacks and came back to offer help and some treats to tide us over until the tow guy arrived. Thankful and overcome by her thoughtfulness we accepted her treats, and she left. I immediately stopped feeling sorry for myself, and my hope in humanity was restored. I said a prayer and thanked my father for this kind act that changed my perspective.Turns out we need a new engine and it will cost us between 6 and 9 thousand to get one. I suppose that's life right? I had actually been very lucky. I was okay, Piper was okay. My husband was taking care of everything and really I was blessed.