Loving my life.

Have I mentioned lately how much more I love Sophie every single minute?? I'm serious. This child is just a total delight. She wakes up smiling, she sleeps through the night after going to sleep on her own without crying, she takes long naps during the day, she's rarely fussy, and if you even catch her eye for a second her whole face lights up in a giant toothless grin. She's so sweet and scrumptious. I am truly blessed to have this doll baby.

She's such an easy baby that I feel horribly guilty for my fellow mommies who are struggling with colic or sleepless nights, etc. But then I think about the lousy pregnancy, the difficult labor and delivery, and the HORRENDOUS recovery, and I think I probably deserve an easy baby!

Things are so much easier this time around. Izzy was an easy baby too, but he had to fit to my schedule since I had to go back to work at six weeks. I supplemented with an extra bottle of formula at night for him, too, and I swear I think it hurt more than helped. I only nurse Sophie now, and she is sleeping like a champ! I think the formula upset his tummy and made him sleep poorly but I was desperate for some sleep since I had to go to work. Plus, Sophie gets to sleep in till she feels like it. I had to have Izzy up and ready by 7:45.

I wish I could have had all this time with my Iz-man too. I don't think he was "hurt" by being away from me about every day. But I think Sophie and I have a lot more fun. I would never have walked away from that job, but I'm so glad I lost it. Still hate my old bosses for laying me off, but I'm glad. I'll just never let them know that.

Things are so much different now. I went to dinner with Denise, my friend of a quarter of a century (!!!), and I asked her if I personally seemed different. She chose her words carefully, and I'm still not exactly sure why, but she said that I seem far more calm and happy, and that I'm nicer to Chris now. That's all true. She probably was also thinking I seemed far more boring now too, and that's also true. Then again, that's why I'm calmer.

She said whenever she talked to a mutual friend of ours from grade school, Jamie, with whom she's much closer than I, he asks if I'm still doing the SAHM thing and expresses disbelief when she says that I am. Seriously, this is so far from who I thought I was, and the image I put forth, that it's almost shocking. But I've never been happier.

I'm getting in the groove. Things that bother me now sound hilarious: Chris not feeding the dogs in the morning, not picking up his toiletries, not throwing away his coffee grounds, etc. But this house is my new workplace. I'm getting things spic and span, organized, and running efficiently, and to have my co-worker seemingly sabotage me at every turn gets tiresome. But not so tiresome as having an entire office full of idiots telling me what to do.

I am so happy and content. Even if I can't talk Chris into that new loveseat. *sigh*