This just in – I’m being invaded. It started with diapers. Then the strange furniture (including the bed called a crib that I can’t jump into). But that could not have prepared me for this. Mom has entered something called the third trimester. I don’t know what that means exactly, but I do know the volume of baby-related buying seems to have increased exponentially in recent days and weeks.
I’m starting to wonder whether there will be any room for the little person amongst all of this stuff. Blankets and diapers and play gyms and diapers. (Did I mention diapers?) But I have noticed something amongst the village of boxes that have accumulated in what my people are calling the nursery recently I couldn’t help but share.
Me. I’m all over the place. Or at least a dog that very closely resembles me is all over the place. On the bedding, on the changing table, on the blankets and sheets. There is a little bit of Wiley love scattered throughout the room. And I’m humbled as well as contented by this keen observation of mine.
Contentment. That is a big word in a society that seeks to consume. It’s different than gratitude and yet I know the two are dependent on each other. Contentment. That’s what I felt as I lounged on my rug in this room called the nursery. I’m drawn to it for some reason (and no, I don’t think it’s because of the dog on the bedding who looks like me). I’m not sure how to explain the special connection I have to this one little room in my forever home other than to say it really doesn’t have anything to do with the village of boxes it encompasses.
“Whatever we are waiting for – peace of mind, contentment, grace, the inner awareness of simple abundance – it will surely come to us,” writes Sarah Ban Breathnach in Simple Abundance, “but only when we are ready to receive it with an open and grateful heart.”
So I’m being invaded. By diapers and blankets and onesies (whatever those are). But none of it really matters as much as knowing the contentment that accompanies the overwhelming joy that fills our house in this exciting time. And for that my open heart is forever grateful.
Your little person is just going to love you, Wiley. 🙂
I sure hope so. I have big plans for us. We’re going to be bffs (obviously). 😉
Neat to know you are so loved Wiley
I am humbled by how loved I am. God bless my people (that includes you!).
This is an exciting time for everyone Wiley, enjoy every moment and explore every item that arrives in the little person’s room. Once your little person arrives, all those things are going to take on the smell of your little person. Well, except maybe the diapers. They have a smell of their very own 😉
There’s this thing I love about excitement – it’s just as contagious as joy. I can sense it each time my people arrive home with new baby things too – there’s so much excitement I (almost) forget there is less and less for me in those bags they bring home. I can’t wait to see, taste, smell and love my little person.
Lots of love to you (and family!),
Mrs. Breathnach is very wise, she is absolutely right. I have no clue about onesies, but once my mom bought such a thingy as a PJ for dad. He looked like the Big Bird, because it was a yellow plushy thingy and he never wore it. maybe onesie means you can wear it not only for ONE time?
Mrs. Breathnach is a favorite wise person of mine. She has lots of insight on things that bring people comfort and joy, so she’s very smart in my book (ha, get the pun?). Thank you for sharing your story of the Big Bird onesie! That is too funny! You must be right about a onesie being something worn once. I guess I’ll find out soon enough! 🙂
Lots of love dear brother,
This is all very exciting and groundbreaking, W. Your mom is smart to decorate the nursery with likenesses of you. You will be a big part of your new baby’s world. In every way! Lucky baby!
Love and licks,
You are so sweet. In my humility (ha!) I didn’t think of that – the nursery being a way of introducing me and all my fabulous doggy-ness to the baby. Of course it makes sense, though I’m sure to do a lot of that myself (separate from the bedding).
Lots of love to you (and mom),
Your excitement is just getting started, Wiley!!
The best part? It’s contagious just like joy! Yay! 🙂
Delighted for your contentment, Wyles. Being into details, my brain went to “how did so many likenesses of Wyles appear? Are they handmade? Has Wyles got a store he hasn’t told us about? (hmm, there’s an idea, Wyles!)
I too wondered these things when I encountered this bedding, as I am not your average looking terrier. Sadly it seems Lambs & Ivy beat me to the design and marketing of Wyles-themed bedding, but I can’t help but remain joyous that such a thing exists. Beyond that, it exists in my forever home! I’m so blessed! 🙂
Lots of love,
I love that there are hundreds of yous around the nursery!! but I wouldn’t have expected anything else from your folks!
I love it too…though I try to be humble, it warms my heart to see how present my people would like me to be in my little person’s life. 😉
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