I think it's important to reflect on the person I was a little over 8 weeks ago, to the person I am now....these are some of the things Dawson has taught me over the last few weeks..
Patience, I DO have them...I didn't think I did, and maybe I've just developed them, but I can function with a crying baby in one arm waiting on a bottle to warm up, or for him to finish going to the bathroom...or for Daddy to get him so mommy can shower.
Speaking of showers, I've always bathed atleast 2 times a day, and I now realize just how important that 5 minutes of me time is. I don't rush my showers now, unless of course Dawson starts to fuss.
That a crying baby, or my crying baby makes my heart break...and Daddy never gets to him as quick as mommy can.
This is a big one, and I'm glad my mom doesn't read this...but she was mostly right about everything. seriously.
I am a good mom, I'm not perfect, but I'm doing my best, and I think I'm doing a damn good job.
Asking for a pill to help me with my anxiety is okay, and I do feel better with it, even though I never wanted to be "that" person. But being "that" person isn't a bad thing.
Food, is not nearly as important now...I eat for nutrition and not for taste....
When Dawson is up, all I want to do is be with him, I could care less about cleaning my toilet...of course when he's asleep, the toilet must get cleaned!
Dogs, even though my dogs mean the world to me, really are just dogs. If I can't get to them right then, it's okay, they won't suffer, they are afterall dogs. It's okay if they don't get groomed this week, as long as it gets done, and traveling with a baby and a dog is HARD. Daddy can watch D or Daddy can take the dog to the vet...his choice.
No one can soothe my baby the way I can. and his cries, don't stress me out, I've realized he's just saying Mommy, I need you.
being peed on, pooped on, or thrown up on, is not as disgusting as I once thought it would be.
When his tummy hurts, my heart hurts.
His happiness is way more important than that arguement Daddy and Mommy may have had, or may want to have.
Daddy is the greatest man alive because he gave me Dawson.
I couldn't love my little boy any more if he were a girl....and I don't know how I'll ever love another baby this much.
He makes me want to be the BEST person possible...and I'm trying my very best to be that.
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I love this. Keep it up, you're doing a fantastic job. It is important to get your 5 minutes of sanity in everyday. I can't wait to learn these lessons you have all listed. I could use a does of patience myself.
It will happen and when it does, you'll never be the same person again!
great post mandie!!! and i promise that you WILL love another baby as much as you love Dawson. i was worried about the same thing...but SOOOO not an issue. I love all three of my kids soooo much it hurts sometimes.
isn't it amazing what they teach us?!
it only gets better!
Aww Mandie! Beautiful! Having known pre-baby you and seeing how you've changed inside is so amazing. I am so happy for you!
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