Sunday, November 15, 2009

When did my life turn awesome?

My husband pointed out yesterday, as I was sniffing the baby's butt through her clothes to see if she had pooped, that no one really ever talks about the dignity in parenting. And, it's true. I do things now that would have been unthinkable a few years ago. I hold out my hand to catch puke before it hits the floor. I sniff butts. I wipe snot off a tiny nose and then directly onto my jeans. I wear sweatshirts with baby barf on them all day because...well...why bother changing?

So, yeah, the dignity.

And, the weirdest thing is, I love this kid so much that sometimes I think my heart is going to leap out of my chest. She's so funny and amazing. Her personality is so...her. She's not like me or my husband, but she's exactly like herself, and it's awesome. She laughs at all my jokes and cries when she's hungry (which I totally get), and she loves to watch Iron Chef America (just like us! Don't interrupt my stories Mommy!!).

Anyway, I have no idea where this is going. Nowhere probably. I'm drinking wine on an empty stomach, which is, frankly, part of the reason I have a baby in the first place.

More another day.