
i think i thought motherhood would be really different than it is. just like marriage, motherhood is not quite as magical as you expect, but on a deeper level it exceeds expectations. right now i feel so up and down; one minute i marvel at noah's little features and the milestones he's hitting like cooing at me, blowing bubbles, turning his head when he hears my voice...another minute i'm yanking myself out of bed at 2 am, 4am, 7am to feed my little guy and pray to God that he goes back to sleep!
i think i thought that i would have more time to cook, clean, do laundry, and work out; after all, being a homemaker means you take care of the home right? HA HA HA...i'm lucky if i even get a shower:)! i find myself not knowing what to do with the moments here and there when he is napping...do i clean? do i get ready? do i read? do i sleep?
this newborn thing is such a life change! but each day i "get" him more. i am learning his cries, when he is tired, hungry, or just plain bored. i can soothe him to sleep at night by patting his little bottom and playing soft music. he knows me as his mom; he recognizes my voice and my face (even though i don't think he recognizes me when i'm not wearing my glasses!)...and these moments are so indescribable. because someday my little guy will be a big guy. and he won't want to be held anymore or rocked to sleep...he won't need me to sing to him and protect him and feed him (well, he might need the food part!)...
so i'm compelled to embrace these moments of nurturing and holding and rocking...of bathing and changing diapers and picking out his clothes...of nursing and soothing and helping him grow. because i know this won't last forever. in fact, i know time will grow faster as the years go by. and i don't want any regrets...i don't want to just survive this baby thing; i want to LIVE in these moments that really are the deepest and most meaningful and most important moments of my life thus far.