I never knew why our moms never killed us when we were bad kids. Now I know it’s not just because of the threat of jail.
Not that Johnny has had a chance to be bad yet. Over the past month, though, I realized quickly that I love this kid so much that if he ever does something very wrong the only thing I could probably do is be extremely sad or disappointed.
Parent-love is a new thing for me, at least from this perspective. I don’t know how people do this more than once. How can you have so much love flying out of your heart at someone who is still developing? It’s different from loving a capable adult, who you don’t seem to need to worry about as much. It’s scary!
At the same time, it’s strangely awesome.
We’re so lucky to have a healthy, happy kid who is alert and fun to be around at only a month old.
I can’t wait until I’m feeling mostly better and can work off the last 20 lbs of my pregnancy weight. It’s really less the weight that bothers me, and more that I’m cheap and I can’t find any new jeans I like enough to spend money on. I really want to try HIIT, too. Looks fun.
So that’s my update. I can’t wait until there’s time for DIY projects and posting regularly again, but I have to admit I’m enjoying the whole being a new mom deal.