It’s not all bad. I just SEEM to be complaining all the time on my blog. Motherhood is hard, hard, hard. If I ever said anything disparaging about it, smite me now, because I totally get it. But all griping aside, my son is so irresistably cute and edible. I just want to gobble him up. I DO miss him being inside me, but now I can see and touch and smell and taste him. What ever could be better?
Hey, it’s your blog. I don’t think you’re complaining at all, but I’m also only a few months ahead of you in the re-adjustment stage. I’d love to vent more about my struggles in my blog, but my family members are alarmists and I’d find myself at the center of an intervention, I’m sure.
He’s really adorable. And I totally dig the hair. Come Halloween, Kyle will make a great Elvis.
You are not complaining, just honestly expressing how overwhelming new motherhood is to everyone (whether they admit it or not!) … motherhood is, as you say, “hard hard hard” but also so incredibly awesome!