Okay, it’s been a while since the last update (let’s be
honest with each other… I’ve taken an extreme hiatus from writing) and there
have been hundreds of changes over the last few months.
The biggest change is actually the smallest… a little over fourteen
pounds now. That’s right, I’m a mommy! And
while this absolutely the best thing to ever happen to me, no one can ever
prepare you for the entire experience.
Over the last twenty-eight years, I have had many different kinds
of adventures. I’ve had simple
adventures like building blanket forts and playing in the leaves with my
siblings. I’ve had fancy
adventures… walking the red carpet to my senior prom and drinking cocktails at
my first opera. I have gone on
adventures with my sisters and brothers, with my husband and my friends. Out of all of these experiences,
nothing could prepare me for the biggest adventure… and it started with a ten-pound, five-ounce bundle handed to
me in the early hours on a Monday morning.
Who knew life could change so suddenly? With no warning or
fanfare… just simply Tim’s quiet voice, ‘it’s a boy’ and a small, strangled cry
in the background.
...Life shifts…
Now my days are filled with strollers, car seats, burp rags,
and pacifiers; my nights are broken up with 2 am feedings and diaper
changes. On one hand, I miss the
ease of my ‘pre-mom’ life… leaving the house when I wanted, or having lunch
when I got hungry. On the other
hand, I have this tiny human who smiles at me every morning and cuddles when
he’s tired. Even just the smallest
coo can make me melt!
Before this little guy made his way into the world, people
warned me how little sleep I would get and how life would change
completely. Even though the first
two weeks were pretty rough, I’ve determined I must be one of the lucky
ones. Perhaps it’s because he was
a big baby or maybe it’s God’s way of giving me a rainbow after the storm that
was my labor experience, but this baby sleeps anywhere from 6 to 9 hours at
night. And on the nights he does
wake up, I spend those forty minutes awake, staring at the most beautiful
face... so it's impossible to be upset.
At the end of the day, I might be exhausted and smell like
spit-up, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. He is perfect and I love him more than I ever thought I
could.
