In the early morning hours yesterday while our house guests were still sleeping and my baby was very much awake, we played quietly in his room as I reminisced about these last six months of motherhood. SIX MONTHS!
They were right when they said it would be the most trying and the most rewarding. They were right when you said your capacity for love (and service and patience and selflessness and sleep deprivation) would grow larger than you thought possible. They were also totally right when they rebutted any of my complaints about pregnancy with “oh just wait, this is nothing.” Looking back, I wish I’d done a little more ‘soaking up’ and a little less ‘woe is me’ those last months because I had no idea what I was in for. Those first few nights with Lincoln I wish I would have asked for a bit more help. And overall, I wish I’d taken a whole lot more video.