It's Friday night, this time last week I was waiting for ma petite chou (my little darling) to make her entrance. I've been learning french for a little over a year & I'm determined ma petite chou will speak fluent french. Goes back to my wanting to move to france. During these past seven months I've had dreams of sharing a home in france with my friend Pam, who happens to be Jamie's godmother. I guess that makes her a great godmother now, though really she's always been that.
In my dreams Jaida Renee comes to spend the summers with her Marmie. Of course when she's very little her parents come along but as she gets older her Tatie Jac, though Jac is insisting on being Aunt Jackie, brings her. She has a sweet little room she shares with Caitlin, Pam's young daughter. Marmie & Jaida spend time bonding together. Of course she speaks better french than her Marmie because children pick up languages so much easier than adults.
Over the past few months I've purchased videos, books, & cd's all in french. On ebay I even found a Beatrix Potter book in french. I love Beatrix Potter. I'm going to do my best to surround her in french when she spends time with us. But that's the thing, how much time will she spend with us?
Due to circumstances Jennie lives at home with her parents. Not to mention we are the family of the father of the baby. I've found that in most cases, not always, the mother's family is usually closer to the new family. Our family has always been very close but lately things have been strained with James. Right now I'm actually feeling a little lost as to where we fit in. And I'm surprised at the depth of heartache I feel at not seeing that precious little face every day.
Sunday we go visit ma petite chou for the first time since she came home from the hospital. I can't wait to hold her in my arms again, speak a little french to her, & continue to forge a bond with her. Until then I wait like a little one waiting for Christmas.
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