4 Things I've Learned

It's 6:00 on a summer morning.
I'm up and coffee is in hand.
I'd love to still be buried in my covers, snuggling in my warm bed.
Remember my girth? Sheesh. This was my last
picture before heading into the hospital!
But if I want any chance of alone time, I must be up before the enemy.

So I am.

But this time last year.
I was probably up pretty early last year, too.
I was so big that sleeping was difficult.
Errthing was difficult.

This past year has flown by.
Time flies when you're having fun, right?
Time also flies when you're functioning on very little sleep and act similar to a zombie.

But through sleep depravation, intense fatigue, and many a sticky situation, it's been the best year yet.
In honor of being retrospective this morning, I thought I'd share a few things I've learned along the way.

1. Priorities
I never thought it'd happen to me, but it did. I became that person who snaps a million photos of my child and wants to share all of them. Because everyone needs to see just how cute my favorite girl is, right? I have approximately 800 photos on my phone. Any guesses on how many of them are of LC? Nearly 500. And then there are the ones I've already uploaded to my computer.... Someone told me I'd run out of space on my phone due to photos. I didn't believe them. How could someone do so many interesting things that I need to take a bjaillion photos? Oh little did I know that even avocado covered faces are cute if it's your baby's face!

2. Mom Status
I always wondered why moms all seemed to wear high waisted pants and have short hair.
I totally get it now.
It's been almost a year, and my body is still hanging on to some of my baby/ice-cream/pizza weight. It's mostly in this odd floppy part of my belly, and that's ok. I'm working on it. But man do those high waist pants do wonders of for the mushy belly! I totally get it. And the hair. Aside from taking forever to dry (and what all can LC get into while I'm under the dryer...?), long hair is perfect for LC to pull! I know, I know, LC. It's so funny to pull hair when it elicits a shriek from mom!
I'm halfway to true mom status: I have those high waist pants. Short hair, though? It's about to happen!

3. Germs
Admittedly, I've always been a bit of a germophobe.
Open a door? Germ-X.
Touch a shopping cart? Germ-X.
Wave at a stranger? Germ-X.
Ok, not really that bad, but you best bet that I always had some hand sanitizer ready. Now, though. I'm not NEARLY as germophobic as I used to be.
Open a door? Eh, my hand's not sticky so it must be ok.
Touch a shopping cart? Let me wipe it down real good with this baby wipe...
Drop a piece of macaroni? It still looks clean.
There are more important things to worry about than germs.
Like keeping my hair out of LC's reach...
Easily my favorite picture of LC & Adam.

4. The Hardest Job in the World
Momming is the hardest, yet most rewarding job in the world.
Because of this tiny person, my body is a wreck.
My hormones are a mess.
I've cried more in the past year than probably my entire life.
I've smiled more in the past year, too.
I've slept less.
I've appreciated more.
And I've seen my best friend turn into the most amazing father.

Zombie Mom

LC enjoys pancakes.
She may look just like Adam, but this photo proves she is mine.
We eat the same way. ;)

Getting her ducks (and octopus) in a row. 


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