I'm like my dad in that I keep pictures in my head of things I want to remember. This is not a foolproof system or I wouldn't need to journal.
Today was a nice day. The sun was out, the wind wasn't blowing. It's been warm enough for me to walk to the daycare. It takes the exact amount of time that it would take to drive.
I got there and the baby was ready for me. I took him to the little room that mothers use to feed the babies. He nursed on the left side for about five minutes, then got up to play a little (that's our pattern). Since I'd had to skip my morning pumping, I was pumping the right side while he was eating and playing. When we were done playing, I set him down again to nurse on the left, but he kept turning his head away. I finally put him in a football hold so that he could face the "right" way and still nurse on the left side. He finished after a little bit, and decided to lay there and play with my hand.
So that's the picture I want to fix in my head: my baby, lying quietly on the pillow next to me, exploring my hand one finger at a time. Behind him, the window is the only source of light, and I can see the treetops and the cars in the parking lot below us. There are some itty bitty birds perching on the power lines just outside the window. The pump is doing its thing beside me and is the only noise in the room.
Today was a nice day.