but it's been 2 1/2 weeks and i still haven't written anything. even my title is lacking.
i guess i am trying to process.
process:
- the fact that i. am. a. mom
- the wonder of God's creation that a woman can grow a beautiful baby for 9 months and then be it's sustenance for a long time after
- the fact that i have the most beautiful baby boy ever (yes, i am THAT mom)
it's been 2 1/2 weeks.
2 1/2 weeks of wonder, of excitement, of PURE JOY.
2 1/2 weeks of worry, and being overwhelmed, and wondering
2 1/2 weeks of celebrating every tiny milestone from keeping his eyes open for more than 30 seconds and getting the hang of breastfeeding
2 1/2 weeks of countless visits and love and support just being showered upon us
it has been the best. the most tiring. the most overwhelming. the best. the most beautiful. the most love-filled. did i mention best. 2 1/2 weeks of my life
part of me is anxiously awaiting Levi growing, and talking, and interacting and part of me just wants to hold my baby for hours on end because he'll never ever be this small, and this dependent.
i am not sure if this is making sense to anyone - or if it's the exact opposite. mom's are reading this and going.... "she gets it. you never get it until you have a baby. but she gets it"
but there.
that's what i am feeling. that's what i am trying to process.
eventually i will get some pictures.
eventually i will tell some funny stories about my labour experience (nothing graphic - but there were entertaining moments..... )
eventually i will talk about how i painted my hallway 4 days before he was born
eventually i will tell you how much i LOVE watching my husband being a father , and how much more i love him
but for now,
i have a baby boy that needs a cuddle
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