Dear Reese,
You cried for twenty minutes when I first saw you after work. You are at the cottage with MorMor & Cappi every Friday and, by all reports, you had a great day today. But a confluence of an interrupted nap, hunger, and perhaps some third unseen feeling had you inconsolable for the first time in weeks shortly after I walked in the door.
I held you in their sunroom, turning off all the lights, rocking you in the glow of the electric stove fireplace. You took only a few sips of a bottle. You rubbed your teary eyes, so tired. You cried that very particular cry that I remember from the early months and I settled myself in for a long soothe.
Eventually, you fell asleep on my shoulder while I stood by the window. I hummed “Edelweiss” quietly in your ear, over and over.
Thirty minutes later you woke, sucked down the rest of your bottle, and joined our family dinner table with a smile. A little rest, a little nourishment, and sometimes we can feel brand new. It’s a good reminder.
Love,
Mama