I'mma dip my toes back in tonight starting with life as it is RIGHTNOW. Lots has happened since the last blog post, but I think it's best that I back into it, otherwise I might never get to it!
So tonight. A GORGEOUS night. So lovely I kept the kids up late to get outside and enjoy it. It took us a half hour to get to the top of the street because we stopped along the way to dig in the dirt of the construction site across the street....to pet our neighbor's cat, Lola (the chillest cat EVER that lets kids paw all over her and never complains)...and to make dandelion wishes with friends among the gazillions of dandelions in the last vacant lot on our street.
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| Clockwise from top: Lily Hebel, Molly in her sweet new dress from Auntie Treecie, dandelions galore in a vacant lot, The Pram, and three of the four Hebel girls making wishes with Ben and Molly. L to R are Lily, Evie, Molly, Ben and NieNie (Sydney). NieNie's twin JoJo was busy crying her head off after stubbing her toe. She's the 'Jack' of their family :) |
As you can see from the collage, Maeve got to try out the vintage pram that Auntie Treecie found at a yard sale years ago, that came out to Illinois with us when we moved because either Ulia or I would be having the next babies in the family and this beauty needed to be used!
When we lived on Edgewater Drive in Pembroke, in the raised ranch with a 4x6"landing for an entryway, I spent an exhorbitant amount of time wishing that I had a house where I could store my baby's carriage in the front hall and just push it out the door when I wanted to go for a walk. And then when the baby fell asleep, I could push the carriage back into the house and the baby could nap while I did things around the house.
Honest to goodness, we spent actual money, LOTS of money, working with an architect to try and design this wish into reality. It never did, because we weren't meant to stay (though of course I didn't know it at the time and shook my fist at the sky...and at Marc...and at our architect...many, many times).
But here I am ten years later, marveling at how these dreams of mine manage to come true...just in their own time, not mine.
Because tonight I laid Maeve in her pram where it sits in the dining room, pushed it straight out the front door, and went for a stroll.
And it wasn't lost on me that despite the many things about our new house that I wish I could change, it is also a place where dreams come true.
No dandelions necessary.
2 comments:
Benjamin says that we send you love. We missed you a ton and are so glad to see you haven't lost the ability to transport us to another place and time with your storytelling. I'm glad your dreams are coming true!
I had a vintage pram that, sadly, I never had the chance to use. But it sure was pretty! You've settled in so nicely in Chicago... I bet it finally feels like home :)
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