i can barely remember a time when i didn't smell like spit up....
when i didn't have a baby attached to me like an extra appendage.
i can barely fathom what it would be like to have the luxury of a full night of sleep...
or to take a shower without worrying if there was someone screaming for me.
i can't figure out how there are people who are able to use restrooms in public...
because frankly, a stroller does not fit into those tiny stalls.
i don't remember being fully rested, feeling great
or what i looked like without all the stretch marks and the new, weird body
(despite being under what i weighed before i got pregnant)
i don't remember the last time my to-do list was so long....
(and it's only a mental one because i do not have the time to write one down)
and things were rarely crossed off of it.
i have never in my life had to do so much laundry....
and had to use so much stain-treating power for the poop and puke all over everything.
i don't remember what it's like to go shopping just for me...
or leave the house without making sure that i have enough stuff for the babe.
i don't know how i ever got to spend a day scrapbooking
because now its like a marathon back and forth to the desk and to put a pacifier in a screaming baby
or feed for the millionth time that day.
i have never been so frustrated in my life
for a baby that has terrible gas and can't be soothed
or missing something that i've been wanting to do because i can't with a babe
or not being able to hear my favorite show over her cries
or just not understanding how to make her happy.
but it's all worth it.
all of it.
in the moments that take my breath away.
in the faces she makes
and the way she gets when she's cranky
and the painful looks on her face when she has gas
in how good she is in the car
which is perfect
because her momma loves taking trips.
when she falls asleep on me and wakes up the second i put her down.
she loves her momma (and is a little spoiled).
when she's sleeping and watching me out of the corner of her eye
and the second i walk away
she wakes up....
she loves her momma (and is DEFINITELY a little spoiled).
when she wakes up and i go to put the paci in her mouth
and she looks up at me and smiles
just for me.
she loves her momma.
and her momma loves her.
immensely.
i cannot imagine life without her.
my heart is overwhelmed.