I love Eeyore, but not as much as my daughter. I am thinking about this little guy as a tattoo for her.
My daughter is three months old, and is just finding these new fascinating toys, her hands. She is able to hold on to things, like her rattle, or various other toys. She loves to play on the floor, especially when I give her toys to hold onto and shake around. It is amazing seeing her explore herself and learn about new things everyday. She is now able to track the mobile, she is much more alert and awake during the day.
This little miracle has completely changed my life. Several years ago, if someone threw up on me, or much less pooped on me, I would probably throw up on them promptly. Now as a mother, I get poop on my hands vomit on my shirt, and drool on my face, I don’t care. I look at this little face, and I think “Wow, I created this from a microscopic spec, I grew this in my body for nine months!”
People always told me that things wont’ matter as much, that it all changes when a baby comes, and I thought they were out of their mind. Now I have this little girl and I know exactly what they are talking about. My whole life is changing, and I am happy to adapt. I must have a little less fun every month so I can afford formula and diapers, wipes, and clothes for my growing little weed. My diminished shoe collection is suffering due to this little baby, and I couldn’t be happier. She is totally worth it.
I go back to work next week, and I am depressed that my time as a full-time mommy is coming to an end. At the same time, however, I am happy she is going to a respectable school, that will assist me in making sure she is developing at a rate she needs to. I am excited to see her develop into a young woman. I am excited to see her grow more and more a day and become more and more herself, and meet her new personality traits.
Currently she is so observant, smiling all the time, happy, and playful. I enjoy that about her. Honestly, you always hear these horror stories about babies and how hard of a job it is. I am not going to lie, it is a hard job, but it isn’t nearly as hard as we were expecting. I am happy for that. She knows our limits, and generally doesn’t push them.