Six months ago I experienced instant unconditional love.
Six months ago I embarked on a very new, overwhelming journey known as motherhood.
Six months ago I met the most beautiful tiny, little, squirmy, baby boy.
Six months ago I had a terrifying moment that still can bring tears to my eyes if I let my mind wander to that moment.
Six months ago I learned that every plan you can make for labour and delivery means nothing.
Six months ago I learned that a poopy diaper does actually bring happiness! Even today.
Five months ago I learned that one should never take advantage of sleep and how wonderful and glorious it truly is! For all non-parents...sleep. Sleep!
Five months ago I learned that boys can leak through a lot of diapers, so be careful when changing them.
Four months ago I learned what colic was.
Four months ago I cursed colic. I still curse colic.
Four months ago I realized how unfair life is when all my friends/family had angel babies and I had a devil baby. Ok, not a devil baby. I mean colicky baby. (maybe 1% devil)
Three months ago I learned that colic lasts a long time.
Three months ago I learned that my baby Does. Not. Sleep. Ever.
Two months ago I learned that colic eventually ends. After about 14 weeks.
Two months ago I learned why moms love their babies so much (see colic ending)
One month ago I learned that the tiniest of things can make me the most proud mom ever.
One month ago I would have told you that sitting up was like the hardest thing ever. (today it's crawling)
One month ago I cringed thinking my son might bite me now that he has two teeth. I was wrong.
One month ago I couldn't believe five months had already passed. Time is flying by.
Today I can't believe six months has passed.
Today I can't believe how badly I feel for my in-pain-teething little boy.
Today I try to enjoy every single moment with Timothy as I feel like it will all be over before I know it.
Today my day is made better by every smile, gurgle and spit noise.
Today I secretly enjoy that my baby reaches out for me when he is in daddy's arms.
Today I count my blessings as I have a happy, healthy, stubborn, strong-willed, spirited, most amazing son.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will continue to wish that my son would sleep.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will continue to wish that he grows to have the most wonderful life
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will continue to love this boy more than he will ever know.
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