I no longer know how to take a shower before noon.
I call my husband to describe the boogers that our daughter blows out of her nose. Color, size, etc. He greatly appreciates this.
I talk about my daughter's bowel movements. A lot.
9:30 is my new bedtime.
I rarely leave my house anymore.
It takes about 4 hours to get ready when I do.
And then I'm ready for another nap.
I have a new wardrobe.....Need to go to the store - yoga pants. Appointment to get my hair cut - grabbing the yoga pants. Time for church - let me find my yoga pants. Formal Christmas party - I think I'll wear my little black yoga pants.
I could go on and on, but you get the idea.
A baby truly changes everything.
For the better of course. :)
I call my husband to describe the boogers that our daughter blows out of her nose. Color, size, etc. He greatly appreciates this.
I talk about my daughter's bowel movements. A lot.
9:30 is my new bedtime.
I rarely leave my house anymore.
It takes about 4 hours to get ready when I do.
And then I'm ready for another nap.
I have a new wardrobe.....Need to go to the store - yoga pants. Appointment to get my hair cut - grabbing the yoga pants. Time for church - let me find my yoga pants. Formal Christmas party - I think I'll wear my little black yoga pants.
I could go on and on, but you get the idea.
A baby truly changes everything.
For the better of course. :)
And speaking of A Baby Changing Everything. I was up feeding Amelia at who-knows-what-time-it-was and caught a concert on tv. Faith Hill performed several songs from her Christmas cd and she sang that song. Oh.my.word. Can you say, bawl your eyes out? Beautiful song. Must buy her new cd.
Love to all!
