Thursday, April 28, 2011
Now that I'm getting my head together, I can laugh at my naivety. I can laugh at all the times I complained about being tired and about being exhausted. In fact I can laugh at lots of things that I never knew about at all. I had no idea are the words that keep coming to mind. I can laugh about the way I spent all of my twenties figuring out what I wanted to do or be, as if there was some magical occupation that would provide food, intellectual fulfillment and be 100% painless. I can say that my desire to have a baby was biological- I didn't think for one minute of the crying, the lack of sleep, the worry. I just pictured the beautiful baby.
But all of this aside, all of the tears, the sleeplessness, confusion, worry, loneliness during the long long days, bewilderment and at times, resentment, everything they say is true, it is the best thing I've ever been involved in. Joe and I are amazed that having a little family is so so nice, so cozy, so lovely, so warm, so beautiful.