To Rhett: This photo makes your momma smile. Little do you know, this piano belonged to your great grandmother, Lillian Breed, aka Nana to me. Nana purchased this piano to teach piano lessons when your Lolli was growing up. This was a way for her to make money for the family in addition to her oil painting. Lolli played on this piano and so did your mommy when I was little. Every visit up to Nana and Papa’s house, I would have mini lessons on that very same piano. Those became some of my most treasured memories as Nana and I played away on duets and eventually on the flute accompanying her. As Nana and Papa grew older, we had to move them into a smaller home. The piano went to Lolli’s house for a bit, then eventually was all mine to enjoy at Mommy and Daddy’s new house as newlyweds. We had the 70 year old piano complete renovated so that it would last years to come. We hope you enjoy playing it as much as Nana, Lolli and Mommy have. You’ll be the 4th generation to tap away at the keys and make beautiful music. No pressure at all – just kidding. You enjoy it as much as your little heart is content. Every single day, I wish Nana was around to meet you – I know she sees you everyday from heaven above.
How many times can I say how lucky we are to live here! Yesterday, Rhett has his first trip to the beach and had the best of times. The weather was beautiful but the water was a little rough due to the wind. I was a little hesitant of the rough seas, but brave little Rhett went right to sleep. Guess it didn’t bother him as much as it did his momma. We headed out to a little island called Wassaw and met a few friends plus Gigi and GrandDaddy. We all anchored our boats and held down the fort for a few hours. With umbrella, beach tent, travel crib, blankets and oh yeah, plenty of sunscreen, we hit the beach with bells on. Fair little Rhett had to be lathered up with sunscreen – he does have two redheads for parents so needless to say, he will never be that super tan beach baby. He loved the wet sand between his toes and the small waves in which Gigi lifted him up to jump over each one. After a couple of fun hours, we hit the water back to the dock for a long deserved boat nap.
Here we are. Just cruising in the car, stopped at a light and doing the ‘mom rock’ of the car seat. Boy how life has changed for me and my fellow mommies. We often joke about how much life has changed. And for very good reason. It’s not a hard new life, it’s just DIFFERENT. I can remember us driving to Charleston for a girls trip just a couple of years ago, rocking out to music, dressed in our most fashionable duds, anxious to get our first toddy in our hands and without a care in the world. That sure was fun. Well….THIS IS BETTER. Hard to believe, huh? I would just say that it’s more rewarding -every single day. Nothing warms my heart more than laying on the floor with Rhett and just getting all the smiles and laughter I want – he just seems so genuinely glad I’m there. He depends on me too and I love that. I”m trying my best to be a joyful mom. In the daily grind, frustrating moments, poopy diapers…I still catch myself trying to remember to stay joyful. I’m the lucky one here. Lucky to have this beautiful and most perfect child. The least I can do is be full of happiness, joy and gratitude for this truly amazing life I have been blessed with. So when I have to stop the car, rock the car seat and count the seconds until the red light turns green, joy it will be.