Nine Months In
Yesterday, Josie hit nine months. She has been out as long as she was in, which had me thinking of when i was pregnant.
Call me crazy but I feel as though you can troll the mommy blogs, the lifestyle magazines or just chat to anyone of your friends with kids and you hear a lot about how much work it is to have a child. People want to trump each other with their horror stories.
Honestly, I had been bombarded with so many warnings about the difficulties of parenthood that at about 81/2 months pregnant I had a breakdown. I cried pretty much the whole day. I tried so hard for a baby and there I was two weeks before my due date completely and totally freaked out. Could I actually handle a baby or would it be just plain too much work? I had heard about the sleep deprivation, the boredom, the depression, the constant baby tears, the unknown and I was scared beyond belief of having a baby.
You know what? Yes, I experienced all of the things listed above. But, that’s not what I choose to concentrate on each and every day. I have a beautiful, healthy baby. When she smiles her entire nose wrinkles like a Shar Pei dog. If you toss her up into the air, she will giggle an innocent, pure, beautiful giggle. When she tries a new food she will take it all in with such gusto and excitement and then she will usually spit it out and give the most disgusted look afterwards. She will work those ab muscles on her chubby belly with massive determination so she can sit up and play with a toy. She can out guzzle anybody when it comes to drinking a bottle. I’ve often thought I should challenge her to some of my college drinking buddies and see who would win. She is determined but fair – she will scream bloody murder when you take something away from her but as soon as you give it back, she will immediately stop crying. My God is she fun to dress. She absolutely loves strangers, one day we’ll have to have the puppy van stranger talk, but for now it’s wonderful to see the joy she feels of meeting new people. She is very emotive; if you are generally happy, she will be as well. Those times when difficult things have happened and I’ve cried in front of her, she reaches her hand out towards me and she will give me a little smile. She likes to chit chat. She is starting to get the hang of a joke. If she does something and it makes us laugh, she will repeat it and look up at us to make sure we laugh again. When she is having a very big cry, she calms down when I hold her tight and sing, “Amazing Grace.” She is a horrible napper but she does remarkably well on little sleep. I think she is like me and she just doesn’t want to leave the party. She is patient. She is the most wonderful thing I have ever worked at.
Work? Absolutely. But, to those of you her are facing the unknown of parenthood, I think I’d equate it to your most favorite job ever. Kate Collins Interiors took a lot of work to build but it also was the most fun and rewarding thing I have done for myself…well, that is until Josie came along.
Happy nine months to my sweet little one. And happy birthday to my absolutely wonderful mother who beamed joy to us kids growing up and never let us know that motherhood was actually a lot of work.
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