This is my new blog. I figured out last night as I lay awake listening to Finn feed frantically from my very sore breast, while watching the sun rise, I'm going to need to write about the adventures of having and raising a newborn. Words are my way to feel out the emotional process. I'm going to try and write every day. Ha! My harsh critic says! You have a newborn! Impossible. But I need to write. To feel. To express my thoughts, and not just my breast milk.
This is a full time plus job. And I love it. But man, it's hard. Finn is unbelievably cute, thank goodness. And I have the most amazing husband, who let's me cry as I breast feed, who can do the football hold, and tells me every minute how grateful he is that I gave him a son. And as he walks Finn in the moonlight, I can have a bath, fold some diapers, and write this blog. I am grateful for the challenge. And tonight when I am awake at two in the morning, and feeling exhausted, I just have to remember that there will be a time where I will miss this stage of life, and I will wish Finn was still a newborn, and not asking for the keys to the car.
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