Well it seems like it's safe to say that Evelyns sleepless nights are over for now. It's almost impossible to keep her up for her bedtime rice cereal bottle.
In fact, it was impossible tonight. She has been asleep for a few hours already and I am almost hesitant to fall asleep because I know she'll wake up starving soon enough. I will try anyway.
Today I was up at 5 in the morning dealing with spit up, the poopiest poopy diaper, the kind where I had to strip down everything we were both wearing or touched. Who would have known something so immobile and adorable could make such a mess?
On a sweeter note,
It's really incredible the way love grows. It doesn't grow up. It doesn't go out. It just grows like roots through my body.
Three years ago I could have never imagined the blessings and emotions that I have now.
I always knew that I wanted more out of life, but the first time my husband professed his love for me my future went from a dark blur to a shining light of possibility.
When you don't know where you're going it's easy to get caught up in movies and music about love and heartbreak and finding "the one." I can remember feeling sad at the end of movies, trying to relate them to pointless relationships, and songs, and crap that didn't matter.
I would always wonder who are these muses for artists, musicians, writers, and where can I find one?
After Justin and I kissed for the first time I can remember just thinking to myself "I found mine."
Now that I have a perfect little human that is the product of the love of my life and I, I feel that my future clearer and brighter everyday.
Evelyn makes my heart jump with every smile, laugh, and cry.
I am so lucky.
I hope everyone who is still searching can know this level of happiness.
...and before I could finish this, little Miss E realized that she was dying of hunger in her crib.
I'm psychic.
It's game time.
No comments:
Post a Comment