Tomorrow marks my six month anniversary as a mommy. I thought I would take a moment and do a brief check up.
*Am I still breathing? -- Yes
*Is my son still breathing? -- Yes
*Are all my limbs intact? -- Yes
*Are all my son's limbs intact? -- Yes
*Am I getting enough nourishment? -- Yes, too much. If only cookies were a major food group.
*Is my son getting enough nourishment? -- Yes, 97%
*Am I still sane? -- Sometimes
These last six months have been wonderful and awful all mixed up into one life experience that I would not ever trade for anything. When we first brought home our little son, I realized that all that prenatal reading did nothing to prepare me for the real thing. My mental train of thought was just a series of questions -- Why is he crying? Is he hungry? Is he hurting? Why won't he sleep for more than 45 minutes? Is he getting enough food? Why am I crying? Will I ever sleep again? I wanted to show JP the books and say, "See, according to this you should be sleeping at least three hours at a time." Unfortunately he has not learned to read yet, and even if he did my son is such a rugged individualist that he would do what he wanted anyway.
I thought I would start this blog mainly to have someplace to put down my thoughts. If anybody reads this and they are a competent mother, please do not judge me too harshly. Everyday is an experiment in faith and just one more step towards my earthly santification. The Lord gave us children so we could have an insight to His heart and so that they could knock off all the bits and pieces of us that don't match the Father.
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