Monday, December 12, 2011

A Blur

6 weeks ago John was born. 

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.


  1. Adorability is definitely better, but -- depending on the context -- adorableness might work, too. :)

    I love you. Don't forget.

  2. I promise...there is a light at the ed of the tunnel!

  3. I 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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