I had a lot planned for this morning: I was going to take my toddler downtown, go to a cafe to chat with other mothers (in French, s'il-vous-plait), walk to a store nearby to buy a present, walk to the yarn store to buy needles and hopefully more yarn for my cardigan (they didn't have it, I'll have to try a Jens Hoff) and then come home, all that before the morning nap!
Well lo and behold, the entire morning went without any problem. My little toddler was a champion; she was sweet with the other mothers and kids, very good in the stores (though she did take all her outdoor clothes off in the yarn store when she saw the lego table, as if she knew we were going to be there for a while, but sadly it wasn't one of those yarn store visits), and just super cooperative and pleasant the entire morning.
And even better, she walked everywhere downtown. I had hesitated about taking the stroller (we're at that stage now) because on one hand it's huge and heavy and I didn't feel like fighting to get it into the car (tiny car, huge stroller...), and then there is snow and slush downtown so pushing it is horrible. I knew I was risking having to carry her, but I took a chance and she made my day by walking everywhere.
Growing up with a heart malformation you learn to plan and anticipate, but (at least in my case) you also learn to fear situations that you know might turn out exhausting, and this morning's outing was one of those situations. I really wanted to get all that done and I thought she could cooperate well enough, but I never thought she was be that good and it would be that easy. While driving home I couldn't stop thinking about how easy everything had been and how fresh I still felt, while my superstar fell sound asleep five minutes into the car ride.
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