my precious daughter.

There are no words to describe how my daughter makes me feel. Every morning after Luis leaves for work, I bring her to bed with me. I love waking up to her cooing and smiling at me, it is the sweetest sound I have ever heard. It’s moments like those, that make it bearable when she’s screaming for three hours at night because she is teething! I always knew I wanted to be a mother. I love kids. Now that I am a mom, I know I was created for this. But, it hasn’t been all rainbows and butterflies. I am a super driven person, I am a career driven person, I am a constant go-go-go person. When we had Zoey, it changed my whole life. My life wasn’t my own, and I couldn’t just go do what I wanted to do. I mean, she had to nurse every hour and half for the first 8 weeks of life, I couldn’t go do ANYTHING (Unless it fit in that hour break I had!). That forced me to sit down. It forced me, and still forces me to learn to stop. Days like yesterday, when she won’t let me set her down, teach me to just let go of my “To Do List.” There is nothing more important in my day, than letting my daughter know that I will be there for her when she needs me. If that means I have to hold her ALL DAY LONG, dog-gonnit, I’ll do it. Why? Because I’m supposed to. Zoey needs me, more than my house needs me, more than my friends need me, more than dinner needs me. It’s easy to say this when Zoey is happy, but when she’s crying non-stop, and I’ve tried everything to get her to sleep, I need to remember that “it can wait.”