Thursday, August 26, 2010
One of my oldest friends came by for a visit before I left town. We've been buds since we were little, so I spared no detail and told the good, the bad, and the ugly of what I'd experienced thus far in motherhood. Those first six weeks pushed me, mentally & physically, to a place I'd never been. You're going through so many emotions after giving birth that it's hard to stop and really understand it all. I think I'm still taking it all in. Day by day, feeling all the new emotions the morning brings.
But life is funny. Just when you think you can't do it anymore, you realize you've already done it. I kept that 6 week mark in my mind like a prize. And it felt like I'd NEVER get there, but here we are at 9 weeks and low and behold, there is light. Yessirree, baby girl is 2 months old. After all the crying, the colic, and constant nursing… Miriam is becoming a happy baby. I guess the little peanut just wasn't ready until now. Wasn't ready for all the sights and sounds of this big world. Don't get me wrong. She still screams a lot, but now she also smiles. She makes funny noises and giggles. Now she kicks her legs and points her toes like a ballerina. I think she simply must be the cutest baby in the world. It's true. I don't want to jinx myself here, but life is better. So much better.
NOTE: I actually wrote this post a few days ago, but never published it. Oh the irony! Baby girl has been at it again. Waking up every 3 hours at night and not wanting to nap. No napping makes for one big sour-puss around here. What am I doing wrong?! I'm hanging in there, but I think the bags under my eyes are deepening. Good thing we're headed to the doc today and by golly have I got a list of questions to ask :)