Love. What an incredible feeling! There are so many ways and levels to love that I often stand amazed at it. Tonight J has an overnight shift so I am parenting alone, which is fine. (J was able to at least come home and have a Chipotle indoor-picnic for an hour with us) But I sit here alone at almost 1:00 AM and I'm looking down at my baby, who is lying on the floor beside me) and I am overwhelmed with how much I love him. I didn't know it was possible to love someone so much. I am completely in love with my husband and the person that he is (he amazes me constantly with his kindness, thoughtfulness, and patience) but the love I have for my son is completely different. I created this little person who is just laying here looking up at me. I look down at him and smile, then he smiles and my heart melts. He is completely dependent on me and I feel so responsible for him-not in an obligatory way but in a complete love and devotion sort of way.
I don't know what I'm really trying to say here except that I love Baby B so completely. I am so thankful that he has joined our family. I am so thankful for J and all the hard work he puts in to provide for our family and allows me to stay at home with our little boy. I truly have the best job in the world!!! (That's not to say that I'm not tired or that we don't have hard moments) but I love being a mother. I know I haven't been a mom very long (just 8 weeks) but it's incredible. It also makes me all the more thankful for my mother who willingly went through labor, delivery, sleepless nights, and all the aches and pains of motherhood for me and my siblings. Thanks Mom for setting such a wonderful example of devotion, love, patience, kindness, and selflessness.
I'm rambling (it is one in the morning after all) but I hope I'm able to convey just a little bit my feelings of awe at the love of being a mother of the sweetest little boy. Baby B, I love you!