of Motherhood, and I am still as in awe of this creature as during my 12 week ultrasound and those brief but traumatic first 48 hours in the NICU and her first days at home.
Last night, for the first time in a long time I watched her sleeping and saw a glimpse of that newborn. As she's moved from newborn to infant to toddler, her looks have changed so much. That made the little glimpse of her new baby self such a sweet surprise.
I wonder if I would be more frustrated by her toddler antics if not for the divorce, if not for the stress everywhere else in my life. Or maybe it's just that her toddler antics aren't that antic-y yet... after all 3 is still 13 months away. Or maybe it's that she's is daycare M-F and with her Dad for 6 hours on Saturday, so my patience is never put to the test... She tests me but doesn't drive me crazy like some moms talk about. I don't know. I'm just so full of sappy love for the kid.
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