At 5 AM Saturday morning I awoke to a downpour outside. And then there was a bright flash of lightening. And then a few seconds later a roar of thunder so loud I was sure we would have the children running into our room with fright, but somehow they slept through it.
I dozed back off.
An hour later Donald and the girls were up. The rain had stopped and they were heading out fishing for the morning.
I fell back to sleep. When I woke again the house was quiet; Elisabeth still sound asleep in her room upstairs. So I stayed in bed reading until 8:15 when I heard the sweet sounds of my baby waking up.
'Time to get up', I told myself.
I quickly got ready for the day and went upstairs to pluck Elisabeth from her crib.
'Elisabeth,' I said, 'do you want to go for a Taga ride?'
And while she didn't really have any idea what I was saying, she bounced up and down in my arms and smiled and squealed like she always does.....a bundle of joy that one is.
I took her downstairs, dressed her, plugged her in (g-tube), and set off on a morning adventure through the neighborhood. The summer downpour a few hours earlier had left the air cool and crisp with a slight breeze; it actually felt like Autumn, which made my heart go all aflutter. Autumn is my season of choice and it's just around the corner. Oh happy day, oh happy day.
