This is happening...whether I'm ready or not.
I'm allowing myself 30 minutes of nostalgia and then I'm going to shake it off and move on. If I don't set a time limit, who knows how long I will wallow.
I have taken a picture of Lily Girl every day of her life, which I have to admit is pretty impressive considering the fact that I sometimes forget to brush my teeth. I was going to post them all in an attempt to create the world's longest blog post but I only have 30 minutes of wallow time so I have to use it wisely.
Before Tiny was born I downloaded an app called BabyConnect. I have logged everything...hours spent eating, dirty diapers, etc. It was especially helpful during the first few months. Time went quickly slowly. No, you read that right. Quickly and slowly. It's hard to explain but sometimes I couldn't remember if the last diaper change was 5 minutes or 5 hours ago. Anyway the app has tracked all the stats. Drumroll please...
2000 diapers. And each one of those poopy ones should equal two because, man, it's not cute. And let's talk about sleep for a second. 4845 hours. Divided by 24 hours in a day, that's the equivalent of 201 days. Then why in the world am I always so tired? Oh, maybe because I've spent 610 hours nursing. Yeah. That's the equivalent of 25 days.
The stats are impressive but this is even more mind blowing.
One year ago Lilian Faith was a tiny, helpless squeaker. Now, only one year later...
The diapers (even the poopy ones) and the hours spent nursing and rocking, it was all worth it. Every. Single. Minute.
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