While our tiny girl loves her stroller, she doesn’t necessarily love it when it’s cold outside. The husband and I took the babies on a mini tour of downtown OKC Sunday afternoon. By the time we were headed back to the car, me with a cranky Vivi in my arms, him with a cranky Linc bundled in the stroller we recognized that we might shouldn’t have ventured quite so far away. Once that sun starts drifting downward, it gets cold quick!
But even in moments when I question decisions we make or things we do with the babies (okay, let’s face it, that would be most moments), I always come back to the idea that I want our babies to know adventure. I want them to feel the coldness on their little fingers and see the sun streaming through downtown buildings as it sets. I want Vivian to feel exhilarated as she grips my jacket, bouncing against my chest as I cuddle her and run through the downtown streets. That’s the life I want for them, and we’re trying to build it for them one moment at a time.
I often find myself hyper-analyzing the things we do, whether it involves the babies or not. When we decided to move to Thailand 6 years ago, I analyzed everything from the impact on our careers to finances. And while Jon might be further along in his career, and we probably would have more money if we had stayed here, I would do it one hundred times over again because it impacted the story of our life in the most amazing way. I try to remember that in all the little decisions we make.
Friday night my little cousin had a basketball game and our sunday school class was getting together a little later. I was so nervous about going to both things because the babies would be missing their last nap and bedtime. I didn’t know how they would react and if it would affect their nighttime sleep, etc. etc. But I realized that I don’t give our little ones nearly enough credit. They were so good, and even though there were a couple of brief instances where we had a pretty unhappy little Linc and Viv, seeing them being held and loved on by their aunt and cousin, grandmas, grandpas and church friends was worth so much.
We try to stick to a regular routine most days, and it works for us. Because we do that most of the time, I think it gives us more freedom to veer from it as well. And we are always able to jump right back in. But I do believe it’s when we wander away for a bit that we create the kind of memories that never ever fade.