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Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Ladies and Gentleman, Place Your Bets
Paul and I have taken to trying to guess when the wee one will arrive. We had high hopes for the 14th, but that was primarily for convenience/insurance reasons. So we've gone back to the drawing board. Here's our guesses so far:
Jennifer--Aug. 23
Paul--night of Aug. 20
Just as a reminder, the official due date is Aug. 29. Price is Right rules, person closest without going over is the winner. The winner gets...I don't know, the first picture or something.
Congratulations on Danny T.'s appearance in the world. Give him kisses from his great-Aunt Jani (man I feel old...)
And honey, let me tell you some hard facts now that you're at the real motherhood part of things: being a mother sucks. Yes, it's the only way to truly experience joy, and there is nothing as wonderful in this world. But don't punish yourself if you feel overwhelmed and want to cry a lot.
Being a mother is hard work. Nothing in pregnancy could have ever prepared you for this. And the fact that you've just given birth makes it all the more vivid. I believe that Paul should venerate you. And possibly rub your feet, back, hands, etc., frequently.
The good news is this: he's going to grow like crazy in the next few months, and you'll actually sleep again soon. He'll learn to interact with you as soon as possible, because he wants to show you how much he loves you too (that one surprised me like crazy--your baby loves you so much that they're almost desperate to learn to show it).
You're going to get used to the whole diaper thing, and it really does get to the point where it isn't a big deal.
You think he's adorable now? Just wait until he learns to smile at you, to laugh at you, to give you kisses in return. To play with you, to babble at you. He'll sit up, crawl, walk, talk--all in a year.
And before you know it, he won't be a baby any more. He'll be going to school, going to college, having his own kids. And THAT is the part of motherhood that really, really sucks.
Hang in there. You're going to be fine. Just keep breathing, and hold him as frequently as possible. Make my nephew get you a good babysitter and take you out too, because you need to be reminded that you're not just Danny T.'s mom. You're still his wife, still a woman, still a PERSON.
Congratulations. And if you need anything, let us know. Because we're ALL excited for you.
7 comments:
August 30. Sorry if that date depresses you.
Well, Paul's is out. You're that much closer, Bryan!
Well,it looks like your out too! I'm feeling the date of Sept 3. Sorry
August 29th, on the dot :)
put me down for the 31 or the 5th
Dad
Can I change mine to the 27th? :)
Congratulations on Danny T.'s appearance in the world. Give him kisses from his great-Aunt Jani (man I feel old...)
And honey, let me tell you some hard facts now that you're at the real motherhood part of things: being a mother sucks. Yes, it's the only way to truly experience joy, and there is nothing as wonderful in this world. But don't punish yourself if you feel overwhelmed and want to cry a lot.
Being a mother is hard work. Nothing in pregnancy could have ever prepared you for this. And the fact that you've just given birth makes it all the more vivid. I believe that Paul should venerate you. And possibly rub your feet, back, hands, etc., frequently.
The good news is this: he's going to grow like crazy in the next few months, and you'll actually sleep again soon. He'll learn to interact with you as soon as possible, because he wants to show you how much he loves you too (that one surprised me like crazy--your baby loves you so much that they're almost desperate to learn to show it).
You're going to get used to the whole diaper thing, and it really does get to the point where it isn't a big deal.
You think he's adorable now? Just wait until he learns to smile at you, to laugh at you, to give you kisses in return. To play with you, to babble at you. He'll sit up, crawl, walk, talk--all in a year.
And before you know it, he won't be a baby any more. He'll be going to school, going to college, having his own kids. And THAT is the part of motherhood that really, really sucks.
Hang in there. You're going to be fine. Just keep breathing, and hold him as frequently as possible. Make my nephew get you a good babysitter and take you out too, because you need to be reminded that you're not just Danny T.'s mom. You're still his wife, still a woman, still a PERSON.
Congratulations. And if you need anything, let us know. Because we're ALL excited for you.
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