Morning Magic
There are few things that I would never tire of no matter how long they lasted. But lately, I've discovered one that brings me ultimate joy.
It is no secret that I am utterly charmed by my adorable granddaughter, Poppy. Anything and Everything that she is doing seems to transfix all of the members of her fan club, aka PFC (Poppy Fan Club). I, of course, am a member of this exclusive club and can't wait for the next opportunity to be doting on her cuteness!
But I regress......... my latest discovery......
This Christmas holiday was a family treat with the time that we were able to spend together at a cabin which we rented near Lake Bridgeport outside of Chico, TX. We headed there on Christmas Eve and unloaded all of our things and groceries for the week and settled in for the night while we waited with Will on the rest of our crew to arrive. Christmas morning things became very busy around the kitchen in preparation for our feast which we would share in just a few hours. Mitch, Cordia, Lindsey & Poppy would be there soon and I knew that I had better get my work done in the meantime because I wouldn't be interested in anything but little Miss Poppy, once she arrived.
The timing was perfect on the meal and everyone's arrival. Poppy started out as our centerpiece while she was sitting in her Bumbo seat, but her little body couldn't support the weight of her head (brain) for too long. So instead, we let her relax in her swing while we enjoyed Beef Tenderloin stuffed with mushrooms & onions, Twice Baked Potatoes, Broccoli & Grape Salad, Fiesta Corn, Crab Salad, Artichoke Dip, Bread & Cherry Pie.
The meal is over, and now we can spend our time concentrating on all of the cuteness that Poppy has to reveal. Since Poppy has evolved her sleeping to her own bed, she will be sleeping in her Pack n Play during the trip. Where to put it? Well, since Wade and I had a very large bedroom upstairs and just next to the other bedroom, it was determined that the best place for her bed was in our room. This worried Cordia a bit because she didn't want Poppy to keep us up all night. We were delighted with the prospect of hearing her sweet little noises during the night and we weren't at all worried about not sleeping.
It was sweeter than either of us could have imagined. For Wade, being the early bird that he is, Poppy would begin to stir just about his regular waking time (4:30-5:00am) and he would be the first one to go to her on several mornings. He would lift her from her bed and spend the quiet moments holding and cuddling this sweet baby. She would lay her head on his shoulder and find immediate comfort as she drifted back to sleep for awhile. After a bit, Cordia would sense that her presence was needed and come in to nurse Poppy quietly in the overstuffed chair as they both succumbed to sleep. Wade would naturally begin stirring around dressing, shaving, making coffee, etc. but the rest of us were still hoping to continue sleeping while the moon was still out.
Then for my joy.......when the light of the day was entering the room I would begin to hear Poppy cooing and talking to herself. I wasn't prepared for the precious sight to be seen as I peeked into her bed. There she was in the early morning light, wrapped up in her swaddle like a Indian papoose, with her bright eyes peering up and her dark hair creating the illusion of a china doll. When she caught sight of her Grandmaw, I could see her whole body begin to wiggle inside that swaddle just itching to be in my arms. I would take her to the tall, 4-poster bed that we had slept in, climb up the steps, pile up the pillows, prop myself up on the nest I had created and rest Poppy on my legs as I began to learn about the joy that she would bring to my morning.
Oh my goodness!! The delightful smiles and happy wiggles as though she was talking to me with her every move would come one after the other for quite some time. I was completely unaware of the time as it sped by. These moments were surreal as I spent this time watching the changes which had occurred with Poppy since just a few weeks prior. Her personality is so clearly forming and her grace and charm are already a compelling element of who she is becoming. I was completely entranced by these moments and didn't want them to end. As soon as the time came having to move on to other tasks of the day I was anxiously awaiting the next morning when I would have this wonderful time begin all over again.
Now that I am back home and these days are forever past, I reflect on how important it is for us all to focus and appreciate these moments as we have them. I know that there will be many wonderful moments ahead as we share in the joys of our children & grandchildren. The fact remains that those mornings with Poppy will not happen again just as they did then. I am so excited as I wait for the next wonder she will bring to me.
In the meantime, I will remain captivated by......
My Mornings with Poppy. :)
