Wednesday, August 27, 2008

crash boom bang...

post in which i complain because i can. this is my blog. welcome.

i used to love the sound of rain. the coolness of the air and the "drip drop" sound that it makes upon my roof.

(or in a tent...i love the sound of light rain in a tent...light rain...not the type of rain that makes you wish that you had placed 4 tarps below and 5 tarps above...)

it used to make(s) me want to snuggle up in my bed with a book or lie on my couch with a flannel quilt watching a sappy love story.

the thunder and lighting used to remind me that this world is huge and i'm just a very small part of it. it made me feel grounded in a way.

now...i know that belly has an irrational fear of thunder and lightning and the potential for tornadoes.

and all i can sit here and think about is...when is she going to wake up screaming my name? and therefore, i don't rest...even though i've been neglecting my rest lately. it's amazing how the world is not really about me anymore.

6 comments:

Christy said...

Little kids are strange creatures. Porgie is afraid of stuffed animals.

Brookie said...

Oh, I miss you Jen.

Jenn said...

You sure got that right!

anymommy said...

So true. In a few years, you'll be able to share what you love about the rain with her.

RC said...

I sympathize. Even though my Little Dude hasn't shown a fear, yet, I know how difficult it is for him to sleep at times, and if it is storming, I lay awake in fear that I will be up rocking him all night, rather than enjoying the sound of the storm from inside my safe and cozy home.

sheasy said...

A love for storms is an acquired taste that comes after years of enduring them. I'm imagining a tent in your future where the people inside are giddy with amusement at the trickling noise outside!