Mom Blurb

Thursday, May 10, 2018

I was just putting Ava down for bed, she is now sleeping 12 hours a night, which is a major milestone for parents. As I was running my fingers through her thin blonde hair and watching her eyes as they grew heavy, I began thinking about how I sometimes looked forward to her sleeping through the night, and how exhausting it was to get up 2-6 times throughout the night at the drop of a pin. But tonight, I realized, those nights are over; I will never get up around the clock to feed my baby again, and now that it's here, now that we're at that point... I can't believe how fast it came, and to be truthful, I am heavy-hearted knowing that the longest nights are behind me. Those long nights also mean long days, long cuddles, long feedings, which is some of the greatest bonding experience in the world. I love being a Mother.
When you see new moms out grocery shopping with a crying baby, or pushing their jogging strollers around the park with big sunglasses on to hide their tired eyes, you might think to yourself-- I bet she's tired, or I know she's stressed! You're right. We are. But what you don't see is when we don't have to "be on" for the public, we can put on our PJs and lay in the floor bra-less with our baby, playing with stuffed giraffes, singing, and brushing their hair, experiencing love in its truest form. Our tiny, helpless babies need us so much in the beginning, and at times those days seem endless, and you may find yourself yearning for just one single night of good sleep, or wanting to eat just one meal without worrying about anything else but how good that Taco Bell is right here right now... but to be honest, and as cliche as this sounds, those tiresome days fly by faster than you could ever fathom, they really do, and when they're over, they're over... and you'll wonder why you wanted it to rush by.
I have carried my last baby, I have nursed my last newborn, I have made it through my final 'first year'... and I would do it over again and again to be able to hold this little baby bunting, who stares up at me with her big blue eyes, I would do it again and again and again and again.

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