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Friday, August 15, 2008


When I first found out I was pregnant I had extremely mixed feelings (Marie can confirm that). I wondered for nine long months how I could possibly make a decent mother seeing as how my entire life had been devoted to me, myself and I.

I had always met or seen mothers who just constantly brag about their children. How smart he/she is. How at 3 months they had recited the Declaration of Independence. How at one year they had saved a whole third world country from starvation. You know what I'm talking about.

I made up my mind early on (before I had her) that I would not be like that. Who in the world wants to hear every poopy diaper and every cute noise she would make?


My daughter is a little over 13 months now (something else I said I wouldn't do. Tell her age in months) and I have become those women I never said I would. In my defense though, she is the most beautiful being ever to walk the earth and for her age, she is extremely advanced.

I am a stay at home mom so I see everything. Every new sound, every new face, every new discovery. EVERYTHING!

I find myself yearning for a few hours away and as soon as I get that I am telling anyone with a pulse all the cute, funny and new things that she is doing. I went to two functions the last two nights and I rode with people both times and I think by the end of both trips everyone had Reagan's (my daughter) poop, sleep and play schedule down. The only thing I didn't have to show off is a nanny cam that had a direct feed into my cell phone so I could show them her every move.

I guess it is inevitable that this sort of thing happens when you give birth to a future doctor, lawyer or President of the U.S.?

All I can say is that I love talking about Reagan. Who knew I had it in me to be the sort of person that could love something more than life itself?

And just because I'm feeling generous today:

That picture was taken courtesy of a photographer who gave us a shoot for free because Reagan is so G-damn cute!

(How could I not be a psycho about her when people encourage it?)

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