The Best Time in NorCal


It’s one of the best times of the year in NorCal—warm, sunny, blue skies, green trees and grass, gorgeous roses and other flowers, not a bit of humidity, and none of the rain that marks the winter or the unbearable heat that ruins summer. It’s hard not to feel happy at seeing Lucia’s bare babyfeet and the smooth, winter-white skin on her now-bare baby arms and legs; I think she enjoys wearing her light spring clothes.

There are few better ways to enjoy the good weather than going to Napa to visit the Clarks and having lunch together in their beautiful, fruit-tree-filled backyard. And so we did, on Saturday, along with Rachael, who’s here for most of the week. Lucia got to wear a new spring outfit (thanks, Grandma), and we all got to admire the newest addition to the Clark family. Lucia rarely looks like a large baby; but next to a newborn, she seemed so solid and grown-up.

Things seem to be falling into place along with the nice weather. My sleeping seems to be back on track—finally—and I’ve slept more or less normally since Friday. And they’ve been full nights, too—Lucia seems to have turned a corner in the past week or so and now sleeps (usually) from 7:30pm until 5:30am. She usually, but not always, will go right back to sleep until 7am. There are no more nighttime feedings. The next big step: getting her out of her bassinet and sleeping in her crib in her own room. The only hurdle in doing this is my own unwillingness to sleep so far away from my little one.

Now that I’m once again eating dairy (Blizzard count: 2 in 3 days), my weight has stabilized and I’ve even put on a couple of pounds. A well-slept, non-skeleton mama? I won’t recognize myself.

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