love, life, and the pursuit of liberation
One thing you have to know about me is that I am delinquent about checking the mail. I do so much online, including banking and bill paying, that I have been known to go a month without checking the mail. Needless to say, the post office hates me. Last week, A went to pick up mail, and we discovered that each of us had a Christmas card from her father. I was extremely shocked because 1) He addressed mine to my new last name (which is his) and 2) I actually received one. Inside the card, he signed it “Dad” and included a gift. Now, I was beyond surprised because these are the same people almost 4 years ago that refused to allow me in their house, told us how wrong we were for our union and refused to come to our marriage. Since then, I guess changes in his personal life (I’m not sure if A would want me to put it in here) and Amaya’s birth has made a world of difference. Imagine someone going from a quiet evangelical to embracing our family, even if he disagrees with the context. I am very pleased.
Now for LA. Babygirl stood up freestanding this weekend. On Saturday, she was playing around and then all of a sudden, just pulled herself up into standing position from the floor. She wasn’t leaning on anything and then let go. She literally pulled herself up. She looked at me, smiled, and then lowered herself to the floor. I swear she’s been here before. She’s such an old soul. She did her trick a few more times, and I know that taking that first unassisted step is right around the corner. Where is the time going??????