One month, 4 weeks, 31 days, 744 hours, 44,640 minutes, 2,678,400 seconds.
E has been alive for one whole month. It went by quickly. As I sit here with her asleep in my lap, watching tv, I can’t help but look down at her and think so many things. This morning B said “it’s still hard to believe she is a real person”. How true is that?
This tiny little girl…not even ten pounds yet (at least I don’t think so)…will someday grow up and just might be doing the same thing I am doing with her infant daughter, asleep on her lap, while she watches tv. But before I get ahead of myself, there are many milestones we have yet to go through together as a family.
The first word, the first steps, the first hug, the first ‘I love you’, the first ‘mommy’ or ‘daddy’, the first haircut, the first moment on the playground.
The first cold, the first sick night, the first broken bone, the first time we paint nails, the first time we play Barbies, the first time she rides a bike, the first time we all go hiking together.
The first day of school, the first time she rides the bus, the first time she has homework, the first band concert, the first soccer game, the first fight, the first trip to Disney.
The first time she goes to the mall with friends, the first date, the first school dance, the first boyfriend, the first grounding, the first bad report card, the first time she drives the car by herself.
High school graduation, the first year of college, the first broken heart, college graduation.
Of course, I’ve skipped some milestones because my brain is working ever so slowly on limited sleep. But it is worth it. It is worth being woken up after only three hours of sleep. Or the constant feeding and crying between the hours of 4 pm and 11 pm. Or being spit up on when you make it to the grocery store and instead of turning around to go home and change you decide to shop anyway.
It’s all worth it because when you look down at her, sleeping on your lap while you watch tv, you realize that you’ve created a precious miracle with the person you love. Your family and perspectives change and it’s all worth it for this tiny human being that you call your daughter.
(ps I’ll go back to funny posts immediately following this one:-))
