90 days ago I worried very little….probably just about my family’s well being. Now I worry if Kendal doesn’t burp after a feeding. The level of my worrying is unbelievable. I worry if she cries and I don’t know why. I worry everyday of every minute about Kendal in some form or fashion.
90 days ago I had no idea how much love my heart could hold. I have loved before…I love my husband, my mom, my siblings but the love I have for Kendal is something I have never felt before.
90 days ago my identity was Pam……I am now identified as Kendal’s mom.
90 days ago my husband and I discussed current events over dinner…..now we discuss the color and consistency of Kendal’s poop while one of us eats and the other tend to Kendal.
90 days ago I strolled out of the office well after the end of my shift…..Now I rush out as soon as I complete my work, hurrying home to see my baby.
90 days ago I loved shopping for pumps, 7 jeans and little black dresses…..Now I shop for onesies, bibs and cute little girl dresses.
90 days ago I spoke in complete sentences in a normal tone. Now my voice is two octaves higher and I speaks words like Suga Booga and cutsie wootsie.
90 days ago I didn’t leave home without my Blackberry, IPod and Coach Bag…..Now I don’t leave home without my Snugli, Soothie and Baby Kaed diaper bag.
90 days ago I was a woman and a wife….Now I am a MOTHER!
Baby Girl is getting BIG!
1 comment:
Why is she always making a fist?
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