Good Night!

So today was a weird day. Delilah and I both got off to a strange start. The feel in the air was just off. She was restless all through the night, fighting sleep, which threw off her schedule. Then today we had plans that took us away from home, so that contributed even further. So as I sit here, and hour and a half past her bed time, and watch my child fight sleep I wonder how I can fix this. Not for my sake, but her hers. She is so tired. She even did her first "eye rub" today. Sad and exciting all at the same time. I fear tomorrow will only exasperate the situation further as Dan is having his tooth extracted and Delilah goes to her grandma's. So much for my couple hours to myself....oh well.
I had a nice dinner with my Dad and my sister Kirsten tonight. Delilah also joined us. It was strange being out with the two of them together, since we all had not shared a meal together in almost 8 years. I learned one thing for sure, all bathrooms in Petaluma smell the same, of dried paint, cow dookie, and old building. I guess I miss my home town and I don't miss it. The green and openness I miss, but the world inside of Petaluma I do not.

I am finding it strange how much Delilah is changing daily. It seems as though it is all happening so fast. Her facial expressions are not that of a brand new baby any more, she is growing, making me wonder what she is going to be like as an older child, a teenager, and an adult, but at the same time not wanting any of those things to happen. I had terrible dream last night that somehow Delilah was switched with another baby while out in public, this little baby I brought home had teeth, and looked like Delilah except she was older and had WAY TOO MANY CHOMPERS! So, I think I am having teething anxiety. We shall see how this one unfolds.

Delilah taught me today that one little soul can bridge together one big gap in hearts. That a common bond and ground can be found through new life of sorts. She also taught me that I can fall more in love with her and her Father every day, in a way I knew not possible.

Well thank the inventor of the swing, my child is FINALLY asleep despite all efforts on my part. I guess sometimes one must give into the world of mechanical baby devices. Off to bed with us.