Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Sunday, September 06, 2009
On the other side of the street there were marshlands. Again, full of white birds, herons, smaller little birds fluttering about, and small little crabs. The walkway was lined with ornamental grasses and small flowers. Again, how do they maintain all of this?? Beautiful scenery! Kiawah could really run with the tag line: Kiawah, it's beautiful.
I pity the fool who doesn't thank aunties for the cutest onesies ever made! This Mr. T onesie made for an adorable beach combing outfit, thanks Erica.
So, Twila couldn’t really appreciate the views and was getting hungry so we quickly headed back. My mom got a call so I sped ahead with Twila to give her some privacy. On the way back two large deer crossed our path. One of them lingered back around and watched us for a moment before disappearing back into the woods. The sun was quickly going down and our light was faded by the time we rounded the corner of our street. And as I walked back to our front door, pushing Twila in the twilight, having had a nice relaxing evening with my mom and daughter, I looked down at her sleeping and it dawned on me…I had a moment…this is my daughter, wow. I’m her mother. Wow. How lucky am I?? Really lucky. I was thankful-for that moment, the realization, the evening with my mom, being here with Doug and having some time to enjoy each others company, for being a mom, HER mom….it was a good evening. The moment was enough to bring a tear to the eye.
Saturday, September 05, 2009
It was so great getting to spend some time with Doug and not worry about the baby. It was a lovely day, warm water, some frisbee throwing...just a lot of not much. Doug attempted to juggle. I really enjoyed just spending some time with him. After a few hours of that we came back to get mom and Twila and head on out to see one of the ponds and marshes. I hoped to see the little alligator that we had seen the last time we were here. Oh, did I mention how sweet she was when we arrived? When we entered the house mom and T. were playing on the sofa...just hangin' out and practicing some sitting. We were greeted by smiles from the both of them. I'm loving it. Next entry-Marshlands and Mom continues.
How crazy is it to see the ocean for the first time? To stick your feet in an unknown texture and then have them sucked into the sand as the hugest bath tub you've ever seen rolls over them and away, over them and away... It's gotta be...well, I don't know...I was going to say "crazy" but that's not the right adjective...how about "amusing"? No, not strong enough..."amazing"? Um, well, I am blank. It obviously impressed her as the ocean's waves created noises and moved the light around like she's never seen before. But I suppose that the wind in her hair and the sand at her feet was just as unique as anything she's done or felt for the first time. And so, she was giddy! She was content as we walked out to the water. She wasn't fearful but instead seemed captivated. Her eyes widened a bit. She continued looking up as I bent over to place her toes in the water coming onto shore. She lifted her feet for a second (maybe the water was too cold) but then very quickly she put her feet back in curiously. Then she splashed her legs up and down excitedly like when she's excited about anything-the leg pumping thing kills me every time! Then the water went back out to sea and the shore sucked her little toes into the sand-she LOVED that. It was a lot of fun.