Happy Monday! Today was one of those mornings that I looked at my baby and thought “ugh, don’t make me go to work.” She was sleeping so peacefully, looked absolutely adorable, and when I tried to wake her slowly, she fought it tooth and nail. A girl after my own heart, basically. But, alas, mama has to work because apparently we have bills. Adult I must.
I can’t tell you how many times I look at Temen in the morning and think “don’t rush this”. It’s not that I want her to stay a baby forever, but I want her to enjoy each moment she’s in without jumping to the next. Obviously she can’t sit there as a five month old and think “man, I really am enjoying this moment right now” but I want to cultivate that sort of mentality in our family .
I remember being in middle school eagerly anticipating college. And then high school looking forward to marriage. Then it was the house, and then it was the baby. Now I don’t know what I’m looking forward to. Maybe lunch? (Edit: It wasn’t that great.) But the point here is, I feel like I spent all my time waiting for the next thing instead of enjoying where I was. Time goes by fast enough without me trying to press fast forward. So, we will do our very best to make the most out of every day with her, and we won’t rush anything.
Just because we try to make the best/most out of every day, doesn’t mean it’s easy. And Wednesday I’m going to get real with you: Being a mom can and does suck. But don’t take that to mean I have any regrets, or love her any less.