It's been a hard 6 weeks, but I'm hoping that 6 weeks is the magic amount of time so this child miraculously starts sleeping through the night, and my insane hormones get back to normal so I can deal with my life again.
Because right now I feel like it's all a big blur.
There are bits of adorability (adorabl-ness? nah, I like adorability better) in there, but mostly it's an overwhelming-hurts-to-look-at-it blur.
Adorability is definitely better, but -- depending on the context -- adorableness might work, too. :)
ReplyDeleteI love you. Don't forget.
I promise...there is a light at the ed of the tunnel!
ReplyDeleteI totally felt the same way after James was born -- I remember feeling like there was absolutely no way I could do it anymore. But I did. And you will too. And soon that blur will turn into something really clear and wonderfully awesome. You're not alone sister! Hang in there :)
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