being a mom...wow. sometimes i still can't quite believe that i am one. i don't feel qualified enough or something. it's the hardest thing i've ever done, but it's so full of moments that take my breath away. in the past 4 months i have learned so many things:
~i've discovered that a hot meal is hard to come by, so i now eat my food as hurridly as possible.
~i now know the heavenly feeling of looking down at my nursing babe, watching his brows knit together in concentration, then...seeing me watching, he pauses to give me a generous smile with milk in the corners of his mouth.
~i've learned that even my baby cries. a lot. and sometimes there's nothing left to do but just hold him close.
~i understand the appreciation of every little feature: ears as delicate as seashells, the tiny dimples on every knuckle of his chubby hands, a belly button that just begs to be kissed, the whorl of hair on the back of his little head.
~i've figured out why people talk about their kids so much. it seems tristan is the only thing worth talking about anymore.
~i've found that no matter how awful the night has been, and no matter how sleep deprived i may feel, when his little face smiles up at me from his crib in the morning, my frustrations temporarily melt away as our joy at seeing each other takes over.
to be honest, motherhood sort of took me by surprise with its intensity and responsibility. i've had a rough go of it so far. i know i've only just begun and i have a long ways yet to go. and i'm so grateful for those of you who have cheered me on so far. thank you.
and now i'm NOT going to "gotta run because my baby is crying". he is fast asleep, so i'm going to go and hang out with my amazing husband. :)