The First Sip
Mmmm....the first sip.
There is nothing quite like the first sip of hot coffee on a cool autumn morning (or blustery winter, clear spring or sultry summer one either, for that matter). I look forward to that first sip as I carry one baby and then another down the stairs, usually between 6 and 7 in the morning. That first cup is what compells me to so swiftly change 2 diapers, scramble 3 eggs (2 for my husband, 1 for the eldest baby) and toast 4 slices of bread (I'm sure you don't care for whom). At the end of my early morning labors, there it sits for me. Waiting patiently. Beckoning softly, it's rich scent wafting through the house. I go to it and caress it's white, shiny (dirty) handle. And then I pull it towards me and....well, it's starting to sound like I might have an inappropriate relationship with my coffee maker, but I assure you, it's purely platonic.
Like the first sip of coffee, this 'blog' (a word in which I never much cared for. It is a funny little round word that somehow seems far more fit for a teenager than a woman in her 30's) is my 'first sip' into the world of internet journaling. I would like to say that I have thoroughly enjoyed parlaing my thoughts into this initial entry, however, it would be a flat out lie. As I write I have a cup of lukewarm coffee at my side. On the other, I have a 16 month old who is doing everything within his power to convey that he is dissatisfied with his living conditions with the confines of his Pack-N-Play. He has 25 fun little toys to play with (I even through in a pan for added excitement), I've stocked his supply of Juicy Juice & graham crackers and have threatened numerous times to send him back up for a 'nappy-nu' (I know, empty threats are ineffective). ALL I WANT IS 5 MINUTES OF PEACE, I tell him, IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK????
Noah's Ark and all of it's Little Animals have sailed through the air and scattered out over the kitchen floor.
(Note to self: Work on blog only after giving this child the remaining Tylenol with Codine leftover from his May surgery.)
I will update this blog as I am able and as the home in which I manage, permits. I suspect there will be entries in which I share the simple stuff of my day and those that carry the deeper ponderings of my heart. The joy of this form of communication is that you can stop by whenever (if ever!) you desire. If you do, pour yourself a cup of coffee (or tea) and join me! Your thoughts are always welcomed within the virtuals walls of my little Coffee Cottage!