a little bit of couch time

I don’t believe I’ve taken part in a writing challenge since highschool – and it was long over due – so here I am taking part in Stephanie’s ‘couch challenge’. Don’t know what I’m talking about? Interested in writing with us? Click here to read about it.

The beginning of the challenge was the most difficult part. I started writing words – just a bunch of words – strewn into sentences. And as I got deeper into it, the theme of the writing grew all on its own. It wasn’t forced, it happened naturally, and it felt good to let it ‘just happen’.

Something Old, Something Plaid, Something Treasured

O003ld plaid love seat that rocks.

Hole in the arm where our Golden Retrieve, Hunter, ate it for lunch.

Given to us by our in-laws when we moved into this cozy little house of ours.

It’s got a matching partner to the right of it, bigger and nicer than the love seat, but not as cozy.

In front of us is a large picture window that lets the faint starlight in, and casts shadows on the midnight floor.

I lay down on my right side, pillows perfectly placed under my head, blanket wrapping the both of us. My large, nursing Mother’s breast exposed.

His small sweet baby head, filled with dark hair, attached to said breast, nursing as he falls asleep.

Rocking the love seat ever so gently, with the strength of my body, I breathe in the smells of the nursing baby and listen as another episode of Cheers plays on the screen in front of me.

Sounds of a peaceful baby, a creaking old love seat, and contentment drift in and out of my ears.

This moment in time, with this plaid couch holding me and my baby, carries all my hopes and dreams and love.

{i really did write this with pen and paper and in three minutes. it was difficult not to edit, re-edit, and then do a little bit more editing. took me outside my comfort zone and ended up being a whole lotta fun.}

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  1. I loved reading this! It really is amazing how these inaminate objects are silent witnesses to a lot of memories (whether good or bad). I enjoyed this writing exercise, I hope you did too!

    -Rach @ No Slippy Hair Clippy
    .-= Rach´s last blog ..Me and Our Old Brown Couch =-.

  2. Well, I think it came out beautifully. I can picture it so perfectly. Sitting there, nursing the baby. I can even hear the Cheers theme song… “Sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name…”
    .-= Upstatemomof3´s last blog ..Each Other =-.

  3. Nell – I just wanted to say that I really enjoy reading your posts. This particular post – brought me back in time – when my little one was still nursing … All of a sudden, I missed out old couch.
    .-= Marie-MomSoapBox´s last blog ..TT: Back to Working Out =-.

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