My daughter is one week old today. How surreal this whole thing feels.
Currently, she is sleeping peacefully beside me on a blanket on the floor, all wrapped up in her swaddle thingie (my Mommy terminology is sorely lacking)- the very one in this photo, in fact.
Yes, it's 2 in the morning, but we're on her schedule now and we both got a good 2 1/2 hours nap earlier this evening. It is truly amazing to me how my natural instincts have taken over since her birth. I trust deeply in myself and my ability to nurture her. I am extremely fortunate to have the support that I have so that I am able to focus on just this task but find myself with pretty boundless energy at times, whipping though those 'to-do' lists with gusto.
Strange that pregnancy and motherhood would be what cures me of both my conditions- high blood pressure and procrastination! But it has, and I feel better than I ever have before in my life. I fall more deeply in love with her every day, my life has a completely new purpose.
*insert happy contented sigh here*