On Mother's Day

I am only 1 month into this Motherhood adventure and it has been up and down - we take it one day at a time. No two days are the same (although the planner in me wants automatically plan out all the days after we have a good day, which come to find out is impossible and only makes things worse).

I have lots to learn from all other moms - mainly from my mom who has been at it for more than 40 years... Benjamin, Norm or I couldn't have survived this last month without her. 

We had a photo shoot! Please excuse baby's crazy face... I guess he must take after me and his cousin Juan Ma.

The proudest Nona ever!

These mothering shenanigans sure are no joke... although sleeping in 3 hour increments does grow on you. And eventually you start getting used to rushing your behind as soon as the baby falls asleep so you can take care of basic needs such as: use the bathroom, wash your face, drink some water, pay the bills. If you are lucky, you might be able to make your bed and do the dishes from the day that have piled up. Forget sweeping the floor or accomplishing 5 loads of laundry in a day - that is just not happening.

At the end of the day, when you look at your little miracle and he looks back at you, 100% dependent on you, it makes all the crazies worth it. Then we quickly forget what it was like to have carried him around for 9 months, swollen feet, hands and short of breath. We quickly we forget the fear that we had before delivery or the unbearable pains we had afterwards, not to mention the hormones that went crazy and took over us. (I'm not here yet, but I am sure I will soon forget the fact that I pretty much have only 2 articles of clothing that fit around my current hips and belly... and one of them is a pair of yoga pants).