Friday, August 21, 2009

The Church of Zoey and Then Some

I am fairly certain there is something I am supposed to be doing. Always, but more so now. (It is almost September, a month when things seem to change.) Instead I go to the grocery store and buy two apples, cheese, more milk, always more milk, (who drinks so much milk?) And a bag of frozen chicken breasts knowing full well I will never cook them, that they will get freezer burn, that in February of 2011 I will finally throw them out, the frozen block of poultry weighing the trash bag almost too heavy for me to carry down the steep staircase myself. Still, chicken breasts make me feel right.

At midnight Zoey calls out for me as she does every night at midnight. And as I have done every night since she was born I carry her into our bed, past the stack of parenting books that say I shouldn't, past my friends who roll their eyes, past the sharp corner of the frame and over the lump of Bryan who says he cannot sleep what with her kicking. But Bryan is snoring, and outside our window the fog rolls in thick, water vapor condensing tiny liquid droplets into the air, the world full of things that cannot be seen, and tomorrow is coming faster than I think.
Happy Friday, everyone. I hope to see you this Sunday at the Blog Out Loud event!
xo,
Susannah

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

My daughter has done the "shout out" every night of her seven years. My husband and I both admit, we love the closeness, her snuggling against our bodies. This time is so very short. We will blink and they are off to college. Savor every second, not matter what time of the night.

cathi said...

Indeed, enjoy every moment. My kids childhood went by in a blink of the eye - they are now 28 and 18.

JennyA said...

i'm guilty of the bag o frozen chicken too. always with the freezer burn! ; p

Tina said...

Both of my kids slept with my husband and me until they were 4 or 5. Although I have to say it is nice to have our bed back, I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. They are older now and I really miss that time of their lives. You should definitely not feel quilty about wanting to have her close. Hold on to every moment of it. As always, I love your blog!

Aunt_B said...

Did the bed sharing thing myself. At one point there were five of us crammed into a queen bed. Even though they have pretty much grown out of it, sometimes I'll wake up in the middle of the night and see my 12 year old snoring next to me. :)

jordan said...

I've said it once and I'll say it again: Zoey is PERFECT.

But you already know that :)

krista said...

so the bi-nightly (sometimes tri) shout outs i get from finn aren't going to stop anytime soon?
awesome.

Michelle in KY said...

OH SUSANNAH...
Good Luck on Sunday, although I know you will be EXCELLENT! Can't wait to hear how it goes.
This post is poignant...and expresses exactly what I've been feeling with Faith all week long. So glad it's Friday and I have her all to myself for the whole weekend!

Rosalie said...

Greg can't wait for the midnight shout outs. I don't know what he is thinking...
Xo
RO

Simply Mel said...

Here's to Zoey and her shout-outs!

Anonymous said...

OMG, I do the same thing with the chicken!! So funny

--Jennifer--

Rita said...

This expresses exactly what I've been feeling with Faith all week long.

Rita


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Taylor Sterling said...

Thanks for the advice at the Blog Out Loud event! I love your writing and would not have found it w/o last night! xxTaylor
ps. your daughter is a doll face