The Last Sunday Journal: Issue 02
A long and tall February.
Welcome to The Last Sunday Journal. Published on the last Sunday of the month, this newsletter details simple and cozy observations of our life in West Michigan. Pour yourself a cup of something good and settle in. ✉️☕️❄️
Our February has been long and tall. Like barren birch trees waiting in the winter snow, we too have been waiting for hints of warmth.
Most of this month has been spent under blankets and in front of the fireplace, always with a hot cup of tea or a warmed bottle of milk in hand. It has been downright freezing here in West Michigan and there has been snowfall for three consecutive months. It started snowing the day after our baby was born in late November, and I joke that she is winter herself; our own snow royalty.
This is the first month of Eden’s new routine that we’ve set in place. Dan wakes in the early morning with her breakfast bottle, and then sets her back in the bedside bassinet before he starts his work in the upstairs office.
The baby’s day with me is a rotating symphony of eating, playing, and then napping in her crib in the nursery, a first for us. Some of my favorite moments happen in the morning as she watches me from her bedside bassinet, her small, round face searching mine. Her big smiles and happy babbles are treasured keepsakes that I tuck away in my pockets.
I am in awe of watching her grow, watching her discover her world.
There have been many other glimmers of new in February.
We joined our little town gym and I felt a power come back into my postpartum body that felt holy and sacred. I started and finished my first book since our babymoon in August. We ventured the snow for an afternoon at a winery; our first dining experience with a baby. It was both tricky and a huge success at the same time, a cozy story that I plan on writing sometime in March.
And yes, writing! I’ve been writing and publishing personal work in a consistent cadence in February, an act that has brought me wholly back to myself in the fog of postpartum. This is also something I would love to write an essay on in the days to come.
As we slowly walk into spring this upcoming month, I know I will miss these snow laden days of new motherhood with just Dan and my little Eden Premal snuggled in bed or on the couch. God’s timing has been incredibly perfect. He knew that I would need this hibernation, this rest and refuge from the rest of the world. Long, tall February has been good to me.
winter herself; our own snow royalty. LOVE! What a joyful hibernation.
It sounds like you had a lovely Feb, I hope March has treated you just as well xo