Ok, so as of today I have been a mother for 2 months 2 weeks and 4 days. The more I get used to certain things about being a mother, the more I discover I am not prepared for. I love my daughter and I am so excited for all of the upcoming milestones, but I keep asking myself... what has happened to my life? Before my daughter came along I had fabulous clothes, an upcoming small business that I focused almost all of my attentions on, and a wonderful husband (which of course I still have...) who I had great intellectual conversations with and spent lots of (cough cough) "Personal Time" with. Now even though I am almost back to my old pant size I am having to buy all new shirts and bras because the pregnancy and breastfeeding have changed my from a C to a DD! I make business calls during her 45 minute naps during the day, and "Personal Time" is of course almost non-existant.
Yet, I never thought I could love a person more than myself or my husband. Watching my husband play with her brings a loving tear to my eye. I now cry at every song or commercial about family, daughters, sons, moms, dads, high school, college, marriage, and animals. Dirty diapers, nasty burps, and spitting up do not bother me anymore. (in fact I have almost gotten used to constantly smelling like a combination of baby powder and spit up)
Well, I hear her crying in the next room so it sounds like nap/blog time is over for the day. We'll see what the rest of the day brings because it seems like something new is always happening now. So maybe my life is exciting and fun, just in a whole new way. Oh gees I am such a sap now!
