Sunday, January 23, 2011

YOP #4 - Books

I am a voracious reader. Or, well, to be clearer, I was a voracious reader before I had Cecilia. Now I think I qualify just as an avid reader. I don't devour books at the breakneck speed I used to, because I simply don't have the time to dedicate to reading that I used to-- and that is fine! I'm now spending the lion's share of my time with the best thing that's ever happened to me, my sweet little girl.

But I still have a nightly ritual of reading. I generally put Cecilia in bed before I am ready to sleep myself, and I spend a little (or a lot of) time catching up on stuff I want to, like Facebook, reading blogs on my blogroll, reading the various fora I belong to, and so on. Then, when I come to bed, I do my little ritual:

I turn on the bedside lamp. I open the Kindle and turn it on. Generally I read a book at a time, but sometimes I go back and forth between a couple. If it's one of those times, I load up whatever book I want to work on. I rest the Kindle on my husband, who generally goes to bed before me and is sound asleep by this point. I climb over the body pillow on the edge of my side of the bed, and ease myself down next to Cecilia, who is sleeping with her upper body on my pillow. I lay on my side and gently roll her into my arms, so that she is facing me, and snuggled in between my elbow and shoulder. I wrap that arm around her, but before I can read, I take several moments (sometimes several minutes) to study, memorize, and silently adore her sleeping face. I usually give her a multitude of kisses, super softly, so that I don't wake her.

Then I grab the Kindle with the free arm on top. I rest it half on my husband's pillow and half on the windowsill, so it's at a 45 degree-ish angle. And then, all settled in...I read. I generally read for at least half an hour, sometimes an hour, sometimes more. When I can hardly keep my eyes open anymore, I get to a stopping point, close up the Kindle, turn off the light, and sleep until Cecilia wakes me up for milkies.

I could probably get more sleep at night if I didn't read in bed, but I am honestly sure I would be lost if I didn't. Reading is such an ingrained part of me, and has been since my brother taught me how to read with a newspaper at the tender age of 2. I think it's safe to say that I have read for pleasure my entire life. I hope with my whole heart that Cecilia develops a love for the written word as deeply ingrained as my love.

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