Yay, another wonderful week! We went visiting across the bridge to meet Baby Samuel and the proud Johnston's @ Uncle Rob the "baby whisperer" and lovely Auntie Carrie. Myla even got snuggly in Samuel's Moses basket after they had a play on the baby gym mat. Parents of course, took the respite space to chuck in some coffee and sinful Italian sweets (blame it on the cafe up those streets in Paddington!)...
Whereas mama is having heaps of fun discovering the bits of motherhood - getting milk spurted on your coat (I've learned now, anything requiring dry-clean, do NOT wear when feeding), the proverbial saying on when you're ready to walk out of the door to your appointment, your baby does a big poo-pressie, those melting moments taking on a new meaning now when you both just stare at each other and taking in the love, and while most hard pavement-pounding latte-holding commuters rush off to start their working day, I'm starting my day in the office with my little girl coo-ing and telling me about how much she loves to see me in the morning. I really can't complain. Yes, the yawns betrayed the sleep but you do get them and yes, you just got to reorganise your spur-of-the-moment activities a little bit better, and heck, you just got to develop a tougher eardrum when you take your baby out of the bath...
because I would scream too if someone takes me out of a nice warm bath.
Motherhood is heck of a discovery. We've come a long way and it feels really good to finally get over some of the scarier, clueless moments to finally "figuring" it out bit by bit and being flexible enough to go easy on yourself when just you think you got it all nicely written down, your baby writes you a new page. I've been given more handout notes from visiting nurses and midwives, plus the early childhood centre and heck, the GP clinic offers tonnes more on the rack that I'm beginning to feel like it's a return to university days of lecture halls and stacks of notes. Admittedly I don't prioritise reading them because all that we need to really learn comes very intuitively because mothering is very primitive and your baby is the first and best source of questions and answers you'll get... that I have learned through the easy and at times, in between tearful sobs and warm laughs, something I at least "get".
I don't know but for the first time since a long while, I just can't word it - hence I am dragging this but Myla, if you read this, I just want you to know that I can't wait for tomorrow because everyday is a gift from you.
I love you with all of me. Thank you for choosing me as your mama.
