Love Keeps No Record of Wrongs
It's funny how you remember the good times and forget the hard times. When I think back on labor, no big deal. When I think about bringing a newborn home, no problem! When I think about the constant feedings, constant changing of diapers, sleepless nights, blow-outs, struggles with breastfeeding, hey - it wasn't really that bad! And I suppose we did survived, no permanent damage!
We have good friends that recently had a baby. And hearing their stories... well, it brings back memories of hardships I had forgotten. It's funny the things you (choose to) forget. I guess if you didn't, you'd probably never want to go through preganancy and labor and the newborn stage again. Not that any of those things are that bad. They all have their good and bad points, as does every aspect of life. But they are often trying times. All I'm trying to say is that it's kinda nice that you forget some of the hard and frustrating times of having a newborn. Sure, at 8 months we have good days and bad days, good nights and bad nights. The last week or so has been really tough - Kayla's been sick and cranky and needy much of the time. But this is such a fun stage. Every day it seems like she changes and learns something new, or discovers something new, and it is really fun. I'm sure several months from now I'll forget the rough times we have these days.
Each day brings new joys and new challenges, and I'm thankful for the good times we are having right now... and also thankful that I'll forget some of the bad times!!