Today feels special and it's all thanks to Babycenter! I got my " weekly report" on Elisa and what she should be doing. Turns out that she's 40 weeks old today, meaning that she's been in the world 2 days longer than she was in my belly (if you count the two weeks at the beginning that you're not ACTUALLY pregnant, but you get credit for).
The first 40 weeks, my body was showing off. It turned two cells into an entire human on a diet of strawberry smoothies, watermelon, red meat and chocolate peanut butter cake from Pasta e Basta. In the weeks after her arrival and even today, my mind is boggled that my body was capable of such a creation. Everything is in it's place; from the last eye lash on her right eyelid to her kidneys.
This second set of 40 weeks has been a period of marvelling at what HER body can do. Her first smiles brought us down from the ledge to which those first weeks had brought us. These days, her ability to look for something she's lost, clap and wave bye-bye are no less fascinating and endearing.
These 80 weeks have changed our lives in unimaginable ways. R and I have seen our lives greatly improved and are different people as a result. This time has been so wonderful that I'm tempted to set a new goal for the next 80 weeks. I don't know what it will be, but Im taking suggestions as long as they don't include another baby!
Friday, April 30, 2010
What if no one comes?
After mulling over the idea again and again, I decided that today is the day to start a "Real" mommy blog. You know, something to supplement the uber-protected place where I post pictures of our darling babe, which if you're here today, is probably the path through which came.
Mommy Blogs like Baby Rabies and PhDinParenting have been real sanity savers in this thing called motherhood. In a strange, slightly egotistical way, I feel a responsibility to share my insights publicly on the off chance that they help someone else.
I have to admit that there is a certain amount of social anxiety that goes along with creating a blog. It's kind of like throwing yourself a birthday party. You're excited and you've been thinking about it for a while, but there are these nagging doubts, "What if no one comes?" "What if people don't enjoy themselves?" Unlike an poorly attended, boring birthday party, which would be horribly disappointing and difficult for the guests to escape, this blog will serve as catharsis no matter who reads or doesn't read it.
I don't pretend to be the next dooce or BearShapedSphere (excuse the shout out, but she's the only pro-blogger that I know IRL and I'm pretty proud of her!) But, I think I have some things to say that might be interesting to someone out there. So, if it's not you, thank you for visiting. I'll keep posting pics on the other blog!
Mommy Blogs like Baby Rabies and PhDinParenting have been real sanity savers in this thing called motherhood. In a strange, slightly egotistical way, I feel a responsibility to share my insights publicly on the off chance that they help someone else.
I have to admit that there is a certain amount of social anxiety that goes along with creating a blog. It's kind of like throwing yourself a birthday party. You're excited and you've been thinking about it for a while, but there are these nagging doubts, "What if no one comes?" "What if people don't enjoy themselves?" Unlike an poorly attended, boring birthday party, which would be horribly disappointing and difficult for the guests to escape, this blog will serve as catharsis no matter who reads or doesn't read it.
I don't pretend to be the next dooce or BearShapedSphere (excuse the shout out, but she's the only pro-blogger that I know IRL and I'm pretty proud of her!) But, I think I have some things to say that might be interesting to someone out there. So, if it's not you, thank you for visiting. I'll keep posting pics on the other blog!
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