Mommy life

It's been a while, I guess I took a blogging break. I kept feeling like everything I was saying was negative. The whole "being a mommy is hard" talk over and over. And don't get me wrong, it's still hard but it's also very very good too.

Lately I've been looking my son in the eye and every part of me bursts. I am so in love with him that I can't imagine life without him. I'm so happy and excited for the new things he's doing but I'm also crying inside, sad that he's growing up so quickly. Why can't he just stay like this for just a moment so my heart can catch up? I know it's silly, it's hormonal, it's mommy talk but it's so real lately that my eyes tear up more often than I'd like.

I'm such a mom and I love it. My house is full of baby things, my hair is always up, I hardly ever have make up on, my clothes are loose or a little tight because my weight is in limbo, I rarely have time to eat, I smell like breast milk spit up and I'm sure the big dark bags under my eyes reveal my true exhaustion. But I wouldn't have it any other way.














Now I better attempt to transfer my teething, overtired, adorable, milk drunk son to his crib for what feels like the thousandth time tonight.
N.