Whooooo Hooooooo!
Things have been crazy... But it's upon us... Gabe will be a year old tommorrow. I can't believe it. A year ago right now I was in the early stages of labor. It's just flown by. I never knew how much a year could hold. But it holds so much of my life. I feel like I didn't exist until this time last year. I guess it was like I was born. The new me. I became a mommy. I put on my new hat, not with total confidence but I did it. Here we are a year later and everyone survived, we all have limbs and sanity intact.
One year of motherhood. I have learned lots of things. I learned that my mother was never perfect not even when I was a baby... no mother is. I have learned that being a mother is the most difficult, and rewarding job you could ever have. I have learned that spaghetti can be more fun that I ever previously knew, and as steriotypical as this may sound, that a mothers job is never done. I have learned that cloth diapers only save money if you don't become an addict. Even approaching a year you never stop siting in a dark room just listening to your child breath. I have learned that baby poop acts in mysterious ways.
One year and nine months ago I was scared out of my mind, and now I don't know how it ever could have scared me. It feels so natural and just part of my life.
I have also fallen in love with more than just my beautiful son but his wonderfull father. We had our rough spots. But in the end we always work through it. Before him I had given up on ever wanting to get married. I never found someone that I could imagine WANTING to be married to. I can see us married... maybe someday. I guess I can also see us NOT married but together. I love being with him, and I love us being a family. While unconventional, throwing sarcasam around as a form of affection, we are really there for each other.
One year of motherhood. I have learned lots of things. I learned that my mother was never perfect not even when I was a baby... no mother is. I have learned that being a mother is the most difficult, and rewarding job you could ever have. I have learned that spaghetti can be more fun that I ever previously knew, and as steriotypical as this may sound, that a mothers job is never done. I have learned that cloth diapers only save money if you don't become an addict. Even approaching a year you never stop siting in a dark room just listening to your child breath. I have learned that baby poop acts in mysterious ways.
One year and nine months ago I was scared out of my mind, and now I don't know how it ever could have scared me. It feels so natural and just part of my life.
I have also fallen in love with more than just my beautiful son but his wonderfull father. We had our rough spots. But in the end we always work through it. Before him I had given up on ever wanting to get married. I never found someone that I could imagine WANTING to be married to. I can see us married... maybe someday. I guess I can also see us NOT married but together. I love being with him, and I love us being a family. While unconventional, throwing sarcasam around as a form of affection, we are really there for each other.