Today, we are packing for a wedding in Chicago and a trip to Ohio to follow. There is that particular bustle about the apartment that only accompanies packing, as we eat what we can of the veggies in the fridge, make a list of all the items we need to bring for Ramona (even longer than our last trip now that she’s eating solids), fold clothes into bags, look up directions.
Zach and Ramona are at the garden watering, so I take a moment to pause before the plunge. To take in the buzz of planning for happy events, for seeing loved ones, for car-ride fussy baby and audiobooks.
These are the mundane moments that, years from now, Zach and I will look back on—remember when?—and be so thankful to have shared with our baby, who already grows too quickly.