In 36 hours from now...
I won't be sleeping through the night. Not that I am now with having to get up and pee 5 times a night! But it will be for different reasons. I will be feeding my new baby. And rocking her and changing her and snuggling her and praying over her. All perfectly good reasons to lose sleep.
Maybe I won't drool on my pillow as much as I have when I'm pregnant.
Though I'm sure her drool will make up for mine.
Hopefully I won't wake up the whole house with my pregnant snoring anymore (embarrassing.)
But I'm guessing her cries will replace my frequent snores.
My dress size will go down (slightly.)
And my bra size will go up (ridiculously.)
In 36 hours from now...
I won't be carrying around this huge belly!!
I'll be carrying around my huggable baby!!
I will be allowed to eat lunch meat! and feta cheese! and sushi!
But not chocolate (sigh)... and salsa ... and ice cream...
Naptime will take on a new definition. Instead of it being my one chance to get some stuff done around the house it will simply mean: "Aaaahhhh... NAPTIME!! Yesssssss!!!"
In 36 hours from now...
Laundry will somehow double in quantity.
My clothes will all smell like breast milk.
Tiny diapers will pile high.
Hand sanitizer will be in constant use.
And I will once again become addicted to watching Wheel of Fortune.
(it's the one show I can watch with the volume muted)
In 36 hours from now...
Our little family of 3 will become a family of 4.
I will be the mommy of 2 beautiful daughters.
And I will most likely still cry over every little thing since my hormones will still be on strike.
My life is so wonderful and I am blessed in too many ways to count. I couldn't imagine it being better but somehow I know it will be...
in only 36 hours from now.
