humility… when i thought i was doing everything right, i didn’t take into account, that if things went differently, i would be doing them all wrong.
vanity… 2 months later, still sweating more than normal, still looking a bit pregnant, walking around with camille in an ergo that is causing lots of extra bulges and even more sweat, covered in crumbs and spit up stains. BUT, no one is crying, whining or pouting and i am drinking a java’s iced latte, so… i could care less.
brevity… just heard someone refer to this stage of parenting as “the sweet phase” and while yes, i realize that it is nice to have my kids be carryable, and not know that they can talk back to me, and still, for the most part, adore me… i think many remember this phase with rose colored glasses. it has it’s moments… both of glorious perfection, sweet little girl laughs and kisses, but it is also rife with sleep deprivation, tantrums, poop and pee. either way it will be over soon, so i am trying to act accordingly.