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07/29/2007: "If You're Happy and You Know It"
Dave and I celebrated our seven year anniversary yesterday. Three months late, of course, but that's what we planned. See, our real anniversary is in April, but this past April I was almost eight months pregnant and diabetic, so nothing was comfortable and a dinner out was wasted on me. We decided it would be better to wait until after the baby was born to celebrate, and that's what we did.
So, yesterday afternoon I drove Dessa over to my mom's and I left her there for the evening. I've gone out without the baby before - once to the Kaiser lab for blood work and once to the grocery store - but never for this long. It was easier than I'd expected, which was, I think, mainly due to it being my mom that I was leaving her with. I don't really think I'm capable of leaving her with anyone else right now (Dave, of course, excepted), but Dessa knows my mom and my mom knows Dessa's ways and I figured she'd be just fine.
And, of course, she was. Dave and I had a lovely afternoon together and then went out for dinner at a nearby Italian place. It was strange to be out without the baby, but not in a bad way. Just... strange. We've adjusted to being a family with such ease that being just a couple without having one ear out for the baby was a noticeable difference. I wondered, as we were planning this outing, if I would feel compelled to call my mom every hour to check on Dess, but I didn't. Once I drove away I knew she was in great hands and I just relaxed and enjoyed grown up time with my husband.
I never expected us to be "those parents" who, when away from their child don't stop talking about her, and we weren't, exactly. But, as Dave pointed out, it isn't like I've been off deciphering the human genome these past few months. I have precious little else to talk about, and neither does he. We spent a good bit of time looking at Dave's baby pictures, actually, trying to find his features in Dessa. We've decided that she has my nose and long fingers, Dave's skin, hairline and ears (though Dessa's are more elfin) but that she actually looks most like my sister. AC was a beautiful baby, I knew that even when I was five, and it's funny that Dess should look like her because I looked most like one of my own aunts when I was a child.
After our dinner, we went back to mom's. Dave took Dessa outside since the weather was nice and mom filled me in on their evening. I was very proud of myself - I didn't go running into the house, grabbing the baby or anything neurotic like that. I itched a little to hold her after so much time away, but it wasn't anything crazy. Dave had her and all was fine.
The real thrill of the whole night, though, was when I did catch Dessa's eye. Dave was holding her and I leaned in to say hello to my girl and when she saw me, her face broke into the biggest grin you ever saw. She was happy to see me! It's a truly remarkable thing, this bond, and I know it flows from me to her, but I'd not really had the proof that it went the other way as yet.
Now I do. And it's amazing.
Replies: 4 Comments - Read 'em!
on Monday, July 30th, Tina said
What a cute picture! Look at that dimple! She is so beautiful!
I don't remember Mandy as little, but I see your mom in her!
What a great picture!
Hi to you, Dave and Dessa.
Tina
on Monday, July 30th, Jeannie said
How can you do anything but gobble up those dimples all day long? What an absolute cutie!!! Such a glowing smile.
on Monday, July 30th, Barbara said
WHAT A DOLL!!! She is so cute! And what a look of mischief on her face - you guys are gonna have your hands full with her.
on Tuesday, July 31st, Uncle Andy said
You need to have a "Put a caption to this picture" contest!!!
Something like, "You think I'm cute now, wait till you see what's in my diaper!"
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