Things I swore I'd never do as a mom...
Put ridiculous bows in my daughter's hair.
Whip out pictures of her at every opportunity.
Get excited because she made a poop.
Spend each evening puttering around the house in jammies or sweats.
Watch Real Housewives of Orange County (really, this has nothing to do with motherhood)
Plaster her with big, loud, annoying kisses all the time.
Bore everyone to tears with stories about her latest accomplishments (although this is limited because I never talk to anyone that I don't work with)
Lose touch with friends... I'm just tired and boring! I swear!
Sleep with my baby. (They tell me she's going to suffocate. She sleeps beautifully, but I have crooked back from curling around her carefully to ensure that she is safe, warm, and has a nice pocket of fresh air at all times.)
Obsess over milestones and immunizations and autism and such.
Things I always thought I would do as a mom...
Let her cry it out.
Pump all of her milk myself. I envisioned a huge milk bank in my freezer at all times. Not happening. She gets it fresh from the source from 5 pm til 9 am (7 am if anyone from work is reading this)
Nurse modestly at all times, with a cover-up. Yeah. WhatEVER.
Keep up with all my girlfriends, go out, and have grown-up fun every week.
Only watch PBS if she's in the room.
Stop smoking these damn cigarettes.
Things I'm actually proud of...
Keeping up with house chores much better. (With help from the nanny)
Reading to her every day.
Telling her I love her many times a day.
Stopping whatever I'm doing to play or cuddle 'cause it's way more important right now than anything else.
and last, but certainly not least:
She's five months old today, and I haven't dropped her yet.