A Gymboree Day

Life gets crazy. Finally we are having some good craziness happen. I started school this last week. It was bitter sweet. My child, just this last week of course, starting having mommy separation anxiety, um hello, too early! So anyway, of course I had to leave her for school, which over all was great, and I am super excited to be embarking on this adventure. However knowing that my darling baby was at home with my husband crying most of the time was not too comforting. And this next week is my father's turn for her tears. Oh my heart aches, for her, for them, and for me. I am pretty sure it has to do with her teething, we have some pretty swollen gums happening on the bottom, but I know it can be awhile before we see anything happen. I realized today that this week my Delilah is going to be 5 months old already. 5 MONTHS! This is happening WAY too fast. I love every moment, but feel like I am loosing the time as well, it seems to slip away for quickly. She has started a new kind of talking, a very intentional, squeal type of talk. I love to hear her.

Yesterday Delilah and I met a mommy for a play date in the park. I had met Katya about 5 weeks prior in Starbucks, her little boy, Alexander, who is almost 2 was quite the cutie. He has bright blond hair and a Wallace and Gromit Smile. I love him so. Anyway he thought Delilah was great. Well at the time Katya was due to have a baby the next day, Catherine. And she too is beautiful. Katya is from Russia and came here for adoption when she was 13. It seemed as though we instantly connected. She is Christian Mom, but not to pushy, and so sweet, and relaxed. I loved getting to know her better yesterday, she is a wonderful Mom and a great new friend. Again I am blessed.

Today we went to Gymboree finally! She went to a level 1 class. We had a new teacher, Angelia. She seems very nice and the class was done exceptionally well. It was strange being there with my child. This is my turf, and it is so hard to not sing at the top of my lungs and jump ahead. I am learning to be a mommy instead of a teacher. So anyway, we signed up. Daniel had a great time with Delilah, he wanted to do the introduction and massage. It was fantastic. In her class there are three other boys, and it was very clear she was the only girl. Why? Because through out the class she was cooing and awing and YELLING! Everyone else was so quiet, and she was Ms. I am going to talk over my teacher and grab the attention. So funny. When it came time to the parachute I was not sure how things would go. Well, it was sheer amazement and happiness, of which I have photos. Of she loved it. And I loved that.

Delilah has taught me that I cannot get enough of her. In everything she does I find joy. Even her tears. I need her think often more than she needs me. There is a love so strong there are no such words to describe it. I have so much fun with her, everyday, we have a great time. I love that I can play and giggle and roll around with her. I love that I can cuddle and snuggle and watch a movie with her ( the movie is more of my sake....okay?). I love that when she is self sufficient I feel like I need her even more. I love that I know no matter what may come, this love will NEVER go away, and NEVER change.