Manic Monday. I heard that song today (technically yesterday) and I immediately/without thinking changed the station. "Just another manic Monday, wish it were Sunday, that's my fun day". I'm not sure how much of that I'm getting right. I HATE that song. The first time I heard it was during my freshman year in college, my very first semester in the dorms. I was a smart freshman, I didn't schedule any classes till at least 10 am. Unfortunately that didn't matter since my roommate had all her classes at 7. Which meant her dumb alarm clock went off at 6 every, single, morning. It would wake us up loudly to whatever song was on the radio and for some reason (maybe it was because I was extra tired) the music seemed to last a ridiculous amount of time. So as I lay in my bunk glaring down at her alarm clock and trying not to throw a pillow to make her get up and turn that crap off, a lot of those songs were burned in my memory. Obviously not in a good way.
(Simone I love you and miss seeing you every day)
I admit, in college we'd stay up anywhere from 2-6 in the morning, so it was my fault. Especially that first semester. 4-5 am was the typical time I'd crawl into bed. Actually I'd have to jump the dorm fence and sneak across the courtyard and PRAY I didn't get caught. My friend Lauren and I seemed to always be getting into trouble in the dorms. But they had RIDICULOUS rules, one was that when there was a guy in your apartment, everyone's feet had to be on the ground - no indian sitting style, even if you weren't sitting on the same couch as a guy.
The point was that even after waking up only a couple hours after going to sleep for the night and going to class, I always came home to a nice, long nap. I don't get that luxury anymore but seeing Harp's darling face, even if I only got 4 hours, makes it seem like it really didn't matter.
She is a little doll. She's 4 months old and loves to talk. If I lay her down for a nap before she's quite ready, she'll lay there and growl/talk. Never cry, but I see and hear her over the monitor growling at me for a minute before she falls asleep. She's extremely happy and very social. She recognizes when someone is speaking to her and she locks eyes and will just study you the entire time. She is very alert and responsive. She's just started "getting annoyed". If she's not standing up or turned to see the world around her, she'll let out a warning shot to us that lets us know we've got about 30 seconds to turn her to see everything before she squeals. She's weighing in at about 12 lbs 3 oz. She just started doing a little foot stomp too. When we're holding her up to stand, she'll get excited about something and start stomping her little foot. I don't know why but it's the cutest thing I've ever seen.
I promise I'm not torturing her, I just had to take a quick pic of this cute face...she is so dang adorable especially when she's upset!
She's great at grabbing things and pulling. Motor skills are pretty awesome right now.
My two favorites.
That's another thing. With Harper blessing our lives, it's become more obvious to me how blessed I've been and am right now. There's a reason the plan of salvation is called the plan of happiness. I've never felt this kind of joy and I didn't realize this kind of sublime happiness was possible. I don't typically like writing about this on here, maybe it's because it's 2:30 and I'm starting to get really tired. Or maybe it's because I'm brimming with gratitude and I had to get it out some way. Either, or, it's there.