Mellow

I am sitting here in my favorite chair, listening to the rain patter and the wind howl. It is likely to be this way all weekend. A local organization was supposed to hold a Tent City Protest to draw attention to the lack of affordable housing in our city. We had planned to attend, but unfortunately, due to the weather, it was postponed til next week. Hopefully the weather will be better then.

Instead, we lounge around with Little Sheep, enjoyed bacon, eggs (for Papa Sheppard) and oat bran (for me) with mugs of warm tea and a delicious loaf of homemade Cuban Bread dusted with Parmesan. I attempted to bake it a cast-iron pot lined with parchment paper. It was delicious with a bit of butter. I will do this again. 

For supper, the crockpot simmers away with hamburger soup, and I will likely make another loaf of bread. Little Sheep sleeps gently in her swing. We are in the middle of a transition from the swing to her crib mattress, which currently resides on the floor, where I can nurse her easily. As she becomes more comfortable sleeping on the mattress, we will begin transitioning her away from nursing to sleep and then begin to get her used to sleeping in her crib without nursing. It will take a lot of work, time and patience. Fortunately, we know that going in, so we are willing to take the time and do it.

It is a mellow day, and I expect tomorrow to be much the same. Quiet, peaceful, with little excitement, and a chance for Papa Sheppard and I to relax and regroup for the week ahead. We look forward to the evening, where there will be cuddles with Little Sheep, Bible reading, a warm bath, more warm tea and bread, and perhaps even an impromptu date night playing cards and listening to soft music while Little Sheep sleeps til we are ready for bed.