This morning O and I sat under a sky blue bed sheet Husband had set up like a tent over her reading corner. I sat in her fuzzy white arm chair, and she leaned against me her head nestled in the crook of my neck, listening as I read Roald Dahl’s The BFG. It was my favorite part of the day, just like yesterday my favorite part was when all three of us lay snuggling in bed, as Husband and I took turns reading O a book. Every moment has become a snapshot I file away now that I realize how life will be very different once Baby arrives.
Earlier today I had gone to get a mani/pedi with a friend that took longer than expected. Husband and O were already eating dinner at a nearby restaurant. When I walked in, she was leaning in to take a bite of his shawarma. And I suddenly fell in love with them both all over again. There’s something magical about watching your loved ones from afar when they don’t realize you’re there. It makes you miss and appreciate them, seeing them from a different perspective.
I used to not care much for Valentine’s Day, but today I took advantage of it and wrote both O and Husband cards strung together with small gifts. O loved my card so much she wrote me one addressing me by my first name, with the letter ‘J’ written backwards. She wrote “DEAR MIJIN I LOVE YOU YOUR SUCH A BEAUTY LOVE OLIVE” and drew a tiny picture of us with the same hairstyle and very short dresses. It’s perfect, I told her. I love you, Mommy. I love you, Daddy. She said this multiple times as the words planted themselves firmly upon my heart.