It’s been a little over three weeks since we welcomed Little O (as he shall be named) to the world and things have been going well. There have been many sleepless nights but it’s an adventure each day. We learn about one another. I figure out how to add mother to the roles I’ve assumed throughout my life.
I love to hold him in my arms. I love to watch him sleep. I like to dress him — a real life doll, squirming, squeaking, as I fit a tiny arm through a sleeve. Right now, I am simply amazed at the way he moves from sleep to waking and reverse. Then I wonder what he might see when he is awake, wide-eyed and staring out into our world. His eyes are big and, right now, blue, and I like to watch them look. I try not to think too much of what’s to come but it’s hard not to wonder who he will be.
This month, I’m going to attempt the February Photo A Day Challenge which I discovered, during a late-night, bleary-eyed feeding. I thought it might be a low-stress way to be on the blog a bit and work creatively in small patches of time.
I missed the first day but I have a few photos that I believe fit that theme of a view today. I love the foot bridge at the end of our street. It takes us over the highway to the subway, to our neighborhood of shops and restaurants and tree-lined streets and stoops.
To me, this is what it looks like to live where I live, on the waterfront. If I were to close my eyes and imagine our neighborhood, these are the first structures I think about, the movement of shipping containers all along our ribbon of street.