Peace and Calm in the Windy City

Just a quick little post tonight because I haven’t written one in more than a week.  Our computer died, but now we have a new one, so I can blog-a-log again.  Woo-hoo!

We took a short trip to Chicago this past weekend.  Beatrix bought an American Girl doll.  That, my friends, is an entirely different blog post in itself, but I’ll process that some other time.

Chicago is an incredible city.  It’s my favorite “big city.”  This past weekend we got to enjoy Open House Chicago, a two-day event where anyone can have access to stunning buildings and architecture which wouldn’t normally be open to the public.  We took the kids to the Columbia Yacht Club (which is housed in a huge ship that is permanently moored in the harbor).  We walked through the ship, saw the dining room, the bridge with the old Captain’s wheel, and felt the very cold wind in our hair on the deck.  Obviously, that was exciting for my 4-year-old Milo who loves boats…and trains, trucks, planes, and…well, pretty much any vehicle/vessel of any sort.

Columbia Yacht Club - Abegweit

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We also explored Lake Point Tower‘s Skyline Park.  It’s a 2.5 acre park on the roof of the third floor.  Two and a half acres…including a pond, waterfall, pool, and playground…on a roof.  What I wouldn’t give to live there, this spectacular contrast of being right in the smack-dab middle of the city, and still having access to this little nature preserve.

Lake Point Tower - Skyline Park

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Also, we ate food.  Lots and lots of food.  Friday night we had first dinner (pizza from First Slice Pie Cafe) and second dinner (Thai carry-out from Spoon).  And then cake.  Saturday morning we had first breakfast (pastries and hot drinks at Beans & Bagels) and second breakfast (crêpes at La Crêperie).

We stayed with my good friend Allison, and her husband of almost two years.  Just a few months ago, they brought into this world a beautiful baby girl, so this was an extra-special visit.

Allison and I met in college.  When I see her now, no matter how long it’s been, it’s like we just saw each other yesterday.  To see her so happy with her little one makes me happy.  And I got to share in some of that joy.


On Saturday morning, Allison had to go to work.  The rest of us were getting ready to go to (first) breakfast.  Baby girl was lying on the couch next to me, all snug in her Boppy, and her dad was in the other room getting all the baby supplies ready.  She started fussing, so I picked her up and held her.  Milo suggested we lay her on the playmat to look at her toys, but I explained that she was tired.  I gave her a pacifier.  Her eyes drooped, and within seconds she was out.

And I could have cried.  I was holding my friend’s beautiful babe and she fell asleep, and it felt so peaceful.  There was no anxiety, no worry, no panic.  Just pure, sweet, sleepy calm.  Even Allison’s husband, when he came back into the living room, said, “You look so natural holding a baby.”  Natural.  Nothing about me being a mother has ever felt natural.  So this was quite the compliment.

The weekend was fantastic, but that was my favorite part.  It’s amazing – these little joys that sneak up on us when we least expect them to.  We were in the big, beautiful, windy city of Chicago…and the best part of it was the two minutes I spent holding a sleeping baby.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. bonnie messinger
    Oct 23, 2014 @ 12:25:54

    Wow. Amazing you are able to identify joyful moments. You have ascended to a better place. I found reading this piece, extremely calming and I thank you for that. You have to write – even if only short stories. Why not do something you love so much and get paid for that?? Peace, Love, and Grace, mom



  2. elizabeth
    Oct 23, 2014 @ 09:34:02

    Love the last sentence!



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