Perhaps because of the PPD – but also because I’m me – I spent the first two months of my son’s life feeling like yet again I wasn’t enjoying something everyone else seemed to love. I figured pregnancy was like wedding planning, which I didn’t enjoy one bit, but that I’d enjoy my son once he arrived, much like my wedding.
Then, through the miracle of modern medicine, my world changed. I’m surprised and grateful every single day when I realize – yet again – that I really enjoy being this kid’s mom.
Granted, it’s a lot easier being the mom of a three-month old than of a six-week old, ohmygodsomucheasier, but even when I’m up at 3:00 am for the third night in a row and I just know I’ll have to get up at least once more because change = party time to my kid, I love being his mom.
You can put your finger on what you really love by following the “even though’s.” I love being his mom even though I’m up at the crack of dawn again. I love working even though I often want to bang my head against a wall (or throw my laptop into one). Being married is rewarding and a great growth opportunity even though it often sucks to be bound by the rules (like finding compromise and crappy things like that).
My dad came to visit and meet my kid and although our house is a messy construction zone, I wish he could stay much, much longer.
Our kitchen is torn apart and I’m not stressed out about it despite my whole fam damily descending upon us in less than two weeks for Thanksgiving. And I’m excited about them being here.
The other night I was missing my baby when suddenly he cried out – at a time when he rarely RARELY wakes up – and I was happy to run in there and snuggle him. (Dear universe, THIS DOES NOT MEAN you should have him wake up every single night, okay?)
We kept our three-month old home for an entire week and juggled him and work and school and getting ready for a visitor and tearing apart our kitchen and nobody moved out. Score.
Also, after multiple attempts at configuring my new eye-fi wireless SD card, I got the darned thing working. Yay! This is my dad….