I am still here and I hope that you are still reading!
I must admit to foolishly thinking that I would be able to update the blog in all of my "free" time. But I am quickly realizing that such a thing doesn't really exist anymore. Or rather, it does, but the free time time that I do have is spent _________ -ing. Fill in the blank with any household chore, personal maintenance routine or general reigning in of my scattered brain - in short, not so much blogging.
With that, I wanted to drop in to say "hi" and to tell you how much I am loving being a mom. I may tell you a different story in the middle of the night when I have used all my "tricks" to calm the missus and nothing is working, or when I have changed a diaper for the third time in one sitting or when I am in the grocery store with a fussy little one and people are giving me horrid looks, ahem. But don't let that fool you. I really do love it!
I love the way she smells. I love the way she sleeps with her hands up over her head. I love the way in which she grips her pacifier for dear life when she is stressed. I love when she stretches after a long nap with a pouty lip and a furrowed brow. I love how she falls asleep in the nook of my neck and shoulder. I love how she looks in her newborn onesies with her diaper peeking out. I love how she sleeps through the vacuum, the washing machine and my hair dryer (really - I love this because otherwise I would not be able to get anything done). I love to watch her littlest tummy rise and fall in irregular patterns when she sleeps. I love her "parachute" reflex (putting her hands straight up in the air) when she feels like she is falling. I love the way her lip quivers when she dreams. I love her smile, even if it is just gas. I love every inch of this 6 lbs 8 oz. muffin, from her toes to the little blond hairs on her head. I love how soft her skin is and even better, when I get to feel it against my chest when I am rocking her goodnight. I love how Chris loves her. I love how he melts my heart when I see them together. I love how we have started a family and how we are going through this journey together. I love that even when I feel I may not be doing a good job or when I desperately need a break or when I feel as though I could not be any more frustrated, that I ultimately want her back. I can't wait to see her in the morning, I spend hours watching her sleep and I miss her when she is in the back seat of the car. I love this little girl and feel very blessed for what we have!
One day soon I might blog about something other than her, but not today. Or next week. Or probably even next month. She is our world now and I'm not sure I will ever be able to go back...