After my rant last night I went home and went to sleep finally. I slept most of the day; a luxury most new moms may be jealous over. I promise you it's no fun; if given my choice I would rather be home with him watching him learn to smile. Instead I have to settle for listening to his Nana describe it and try to imagine it. I probablly slept way too much today but I figure my body needed it. Maybe not; I always freak out when I sleep too much because I wonder what's wrong with me. I don't like that my body can sleep without registering that it's daylight outside. To me that's not normal anymore. At one point in my life it was; this is not that point though. So the extended sleep makes me nervous. Yes time passes and I am unaware of it but still. Tomorrow I have lots to do and I am hoping that the extra work keeps me distracted so that the day actually flies by. Then I only have one more day to get through. I want to break out and sing Les Mis "One Day More!"
My sister jokes that when Landon is 16 she will remind me of this journey and how I cried everyday that I could not hug or kiss him. She is so animated; she said "you know at 16 you''re going to be praying for a vacation. I going to remind you that you had all this time away when he was a newborn that you cried over!" It may be true but what new mom wants to leave her baby. Even when he's collicy, screamins, constipated and in agony he's my baby. I'm all gushy with love for him and wanna just get to know him. I don't wanna spend that time being away from him because I'm not safe to hold him. :(
Anyway, I'm off for now. Starbucks is crowded so I wanna pack up and go back to my little room for a nap.
Tomorrow is one day closer to the end of this Journey. 2010 you have been a wild ride; my best and worst both happened in one frail swoop. What was 2011 hold? Time will only tell!.
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