The Best And Worst

My counsellor gave me a question that I was to repeatedly ask myself in these first few weeks of Mommyhood..."What is the best thing about being a new mom?". If, after six weeks or so, I was still not able to come up with a good answer, that would be a red flag that perhaps depression was settling in. I can answer that question and then some!

The Best
- Katelyn's grunts and coos when she is eating
- the funny faces she makes when she's waking up
- the stretches she does when she is completely naked
- the way she smells
- the fact that she is starting to smile
- the way she strokes my shoulder when I'm burping her
- the amount of pride I feel when I look at her
- the way she can captivate an entire room of adults without doing a single thing
- the way her bum sticks out and her legs curl up if I pick her up when she's half asleep

The Worst
- the fact that I can't shower when I want to (or soak in the jet tub)
- I have to eat food that I can hold in one hand
- I can't take off and go shopping whenever I want to
- I can't sleep as long as I want to

Reading over the worst list tells me that I've got it pretty good. I'm thankful that Katelyn isn't a fussy, screaming baby. I honestly thought these first few weeks would consist of me pacing the floors, rocking Katelyn while she screams her head off and I'm crying too because I don't know what she wants. I've said it once and I'll say it again - Katelyn is so content and very easily consoled.

I still don't feel like I'm of sound enough mind to post very much lately. I'm working on a post regarding my obsessive-compulsiveness, but I haven't decided how much info I really want to share. Even though some of you may have the perception that I'm crazy (and I know I am), this post might take that perception to a whole new level :-)