As I snuggle into my new role as a mother in this first month, and my previous life is fading to the past I started to think about the new things that are important to me now. In the wave of changing a ‘bajillion’ diapers a day, I never would have thought…
I would become unfazed to cleaning someone else’s butt 10
times a day. I learned that there is a fine line between the perfect timing between my son’s urine episodes. If you miss the window you might get caught with a lovely stream on your shirt, in your face, on the carpet or walls or, like me, on my bed.
I would be praying for poop. In his first days home, he was not using the bathroom and I was so worried. It took him three days for him to go and when he went, it was explosive.
That something so natural could be so difficult: BREASTFEEDING.
That laundry day ends up being almost everyday. Between the spitting up and the explosive poop episodes, I am going through blankets and onsies like there is no tomorrow!
That I could love someone the way that I love my son. I feel like I have a lot of people in my life that I love, however this is a different type of love.
“We were able to build something so real & solid out of a material as blurry & intangible as love.”
-Medinah