Today's Quick Thoughts Re: Momming

As all mothers know, being a mom is quite the adventure. It's amazing what babies make us do. I spend time making squeaks, caws, and laughs I've never made before and talking to my daughter like I've never talked to anyone. Why? I love to see her smile. Ella's smile and sweet laughter are my favorite things on the planet.

Since becoming a mom 6 and a half months ago, I have shaved my legs less than a handful of times. I'd like to think I'm rolling like the Europeans. I don't need to express my femininity through shaven legs, I just need to 'mom' and that means 4 minute showers because I don't want to leave her unattended for to long at this age. The start of the "grab and want to suck on everything" age. It's really starting to get interesting.

Not to mention nursing is a trip. My boobs go back and forth between different sizes and weight all day long. If it weren't for disposable milk absorbers, I'd have two wet spots on my shirt at all times. I do love the convenience, no bottle washing just yet, its great.

I would also say 6 and a half months is the age in which you truly realize how much bigger your little baby is now. My loaf of bread is now a 16 pound little (but perfect and adorable) monster who hasn't even started walking yet. The real fun has yet to begin. Oh boy.

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