Just The Beginning

Now that 6 months have gone by and I'm on a somewhat abbreviated but no longer insane sleep schedule. I've been thinking that I should start tracking some of the random thoughts/ideas/experiences that come up in the face of motherhood. Because...well...just because.

First of all, the idea of me being a mom is just weird. I mean there are still days where I have junior high-esque anxiety about what clothing to wear and now I'm supposed to be responsible for someone else's well being? Filling out the form at the pediatrician's office often creates a stunned silence in the ongoing cacophony that is my brain, i get to the line: relationship to patient and i have to stop and think.... oh, right, "Mother". And the Greek chorus in the soundtrack of my life cries, "I'm someones mom." Then i begin to wonder who in their right mind would let me be a mom and desperately I try to do the math to determine how many ounces of formula the munchkin goes through in a day. So i don't look like a total idiot when the doctor asks. (then of course, he doesn't ask...)

All right, first post accomplished, off to change a diaper and fold some laundry. As my good friend Brian often says, "holy crap we're adults now!"