I keep opening up WordPress so I can write a post. There’s so much going on and I’d love to write it all down, remember it in some way.
But my mind keeps going blank every time I open up this page. It’s as if I have too much to write. There are so many wonderful things about parenthood that I never expected. I want to share them all.
I want to scream from the rooftops, “Look at my beautiful daughter! She has made my life worth something!”
I want to fill you in on all the exciting things we do: first trips to the museum, first time at the playground, first birthday party plans (about three month away!), etc.
But what I’ll write about today is short: I wanted to see where I was a year ago, so I looked up April 5, 2011. I didn’t write that day, but I did on the 4th. This time last year I was so excited about birthing our child. We had just gone to our childbirth class and were preparing for a breastfeeding class. And we painted the nursery! It’s so strange to see how much our lives have changed in a year.
It makes me wish that I could slow down time. At 28 weeks pregnant, I didn’t think my due date would ever come, but it did. And, in retrospect, it feels like it was just a blink of the eye before Adele was here. And I blinked again, and she’s almost 9 months old.
Am I going to blink and be sending her off to college? Watching the Mr. walk her down the aisle? Experiencing her motherhood?
Time is cruel. I want to savor every moment with Adele. I find myself getting up with her at night, feeding her, and just kissing her cheeks over and over and staring at her. I know we are going to start CIO sleep training this weekend, so our nights like this are numbered. Getting up 4-5 times a night doesn’t seem that awful when I know she won’t always be this small (though we are all very ready for more sleeping at night).
So much has changed. And I wouldn’t change a thing.