In 2nd grade we had a project called "All about Me." it was a book where we filled in the blanks. I came across this book the other day and was amused by my answers. Amused because 17 years later most of my answers are the same.
Here's an example:
Who is your best friend? Jesus
What is your favorite thing to do? Play basketball (although now I'd rather watch :) )
Number 1-10 the most important qualities in a friend? Jamon got a kick out of this, but I don't think I understood the numbering system so for my number 1 quality I put Athleticism.
the book goes on for quite a while with lots of funny 2nd grade answers. The one that holds the most truth is:
What do you want to be when you grow up? A mom
Yes, even in second grade I knew that I, more than anything, wanted to be a mom. That desire held fast through my whole life. Now being a mom I know I was right on. I DO want to be a mom. I LOVE being a mom and it is truly the fulfillment of everything I want in life.
Corban is 4 weeks old today and I can hardly believe it. 4 WEEKS???? Where did the time go? I was at the grocery store today and had both newborn diapers and size 1 diapers in my hands. I didn't know which to get since he could fit into both. But since I'm not ready for him to be anything other than a newborn... I went with the ones with the cute umbilical cord cut out... newborn diapers. I'll hang on to those for as long as I can.
Corban sleeps during the day. MOST of the day, but he is bright eyed and bushy-tailed from around 10pm - 3am. Last night jamon and I were both exhausted but Corban was awake and we couldn't bring ourselves to turn out the lights to sleep. We love EVERY moment with him. I don't mind being nocturnal and awake during the day. 3 hours of sleep is starting to feel pretty normal and I wouldn't give up my precious Corban time for anything in the world. I'm laughing now cause I know Jamon and I are both sleep-deprived and in love. A couple of nights ago Corban wet through his diaper as well as at some point spit up... all of this on our nice white bed-spread. As Jamon and I were going to bed, right under the pee-ed on and spit up covered comfortor Jamon looks at me and says "I must be in love cause I don't even mind sleeping in his pee."
Away I go. I've got sheets, outfits and comfortors to wash while Corban catches some sweet Z's.
Love, love, love