Everything Changes

I’m not big on change. No sir. Not at alI.

Unfortunately, not liking something doesn’t make it go away.

The big changes in my life have typically been accompanied by tears.

Lots and lots of tears.

The change can be good, bad or indifferent. It doesn’t matter. Change is change as far as my tears are concerned.

A new semester in school.

A friend moving far away.

Our first house placed on the market.

A new job.

Twelve weeks ago my life changed forever. (See my past post entitled “A Baby Changes Everything” for the details!)

Yes, there were tears. Especially in the early weeks. But I settled into a new routine and have grown quite comfortable in it.

Well, once again it’s time for more change.

I’m making my way back into the working world this week. A world of meetings, deadlines and high heels.

I’ll miss lazy mornings in pajamas, taking the whole day to do two loads of laundry and eating lunch anytime I get the urge.

Most of all, I’ll miss spending the day with theBABY. I’ll miss knowing what she’s spending her days doing. I’ll miss seeing every smile and waiting for more “firsts”.

Will there be tears? Sure. (There have already been a few.)

Will there be lots of tears? I’m sure of it. It usually happens when I least expect it, and it’s totally uncontrollable. (It’s not pretty.)

I’m going to allow myself that. One good cry. I’ve earned it.

I’m also going to allow myself to be excited about this change. I’m looking forward to getting back to life. It’s been a great winter of hibernation, but now I’m ready for Spring.

For once in my life I think I’m ready for change. Because this change, as hard as it may be, is a change that I believe will help theBABY and theGIRL grow up in a whole new way.

Motherhood: Perk #2

It’s been awhile since I’ve contemplated the unexpected perks of being a mom, but now that my return to work is quickly approaching I’ve discovered another one.

First, a little background…

I am not a morning person. (I’m not a night person either, for that matter. Really, I’m at my best between 11 a.m. – 3 p.m.)

theBABY is not a morning person either.

In fact, she doesn’t like it when she wakes up at any time of the day. How do I know? Well, by all the crying that’s typically involved of course.

There is one major difference between us, though. If you wake me up before my body naturally wants to be up, watch out. Groucho!

Not so with theBABY.

In the morning when I go in to get her, she struggles to wake up just like her mama (minus the mood). She does a large amount of stretching, grunting and wiggling around before her eyes finally pop open for the day (or the next couple of hours, really) with a couple of hard blinks as they adjust to the light.

As she looks around completely oblivious to me, she rediscovers the butterflies on the wall and watches them intently for several minutes as they take their daily flight to nowhere.

Then it happens. Unexpected Perk #2.

Her eyes finally find my face and a full blown smile takes over hers.

Morning smiles.

It’s a whole new world I never knew! Some mornings the smiles last and last. On other days I get just one or two.

Either way, it’s my favorite way to start the day. Now when I’m torn from beneath my comfy covers, I have morning smiles to motivate me.

I’m still not a morning person, but morning smiles certainly help.

What’s your favorite thing to wake up to?