I have decided to join the blogosphere. To the five of you that will read this, I hope I do not disappoint. I'm not really sure exactly what will come out each day, but my only goal is to talk even if no one is listening.
I will start by saying that I am a new mom. I just celebrated my two year anniversary and my son is eight weeks old. We had not exactly planned on having a child so soon and I actually cried when I read the results (my husband was a lot more excited and he literally jumped up and down). I was terrified the entire pregnancy and I started to think that I was the only rational person that actually realized no matter how miserable I may be at 39 weeks, the baby would be a lot easier if he continued to stay on the inside. Hudson had been measuring large the majority of my pregnancy and I ended up having a c-section to deliver a 9 lb 4 oz boy. It's pretty cliche, but everything I was scared of immediately disappeared. I have a laid back, easy baby who slept over 5 hours each night in the hospital and is now averaging 9 or more hours a night. Before all the mothers out there start hating me, I have already resigned to the fact that I will have a difficult and high maintenance baby next time around (which will not be for a while). Although my little one is more than I've ever wished for, I have to admit that I basically stumble through most days. I have been peed, pooped, and spit up on (often!). I regularly think that I am keeping Hudson from becoming a genius because my 2 month old is watching the Vampire Diaries (my guilty pleasure) and Auburn football instead of Baby Einstein. I'm also reading my own books aloud instead of baby books that teach him colors, numbers, or algebraic equations... When I'm not on maternity leave, I have a full-time, full-stress job. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I will be cured of 'mommy brain' before I return in January. I thought that preggo brain was bad, little did I know... My husband thinks my son ate my brain, or it was removed during the delivery. I'll candidly share those moments as well as my many other trials and tribulations of motherhood.
I have a passion for 'designing' (I use the term loosely because I am not a professional) rooms using my yard sale, thrift sale, and the occasional side-of-the-road finds. Although having a baby has limited my time, I still have a long list of projects to complete. Would you believe that Hudson actually takes better naps when I have my powertools going?
