It is 45 minutes until midnight, and I should very well be going to bed. Instead I am going to gush about my baby boy.
It amazes me that inspite of how many hours a day I spend changing diapers, changing clothes, getting puked on and being hit by a starving, screaming baby, I still find myself looking forward to the next time I get to do it all again. Of course there are times during the day I want to scream or pull out my hair but it only lasts a few seconds. Then he will smile at me and I forget why I wanted to scream. Mason is only 3 months old and I am already excited for the next one. I LOVE being a mom. I LOVE seeing my baby grow and discover new things. I look forward to every day and the new experiences I will share with him.
Yep. I could go on and on but I think I should go to bed. My little angel will be up sooner than I would like to be, and I can't think straight anymore.