February 23, 2007

• the baby’s top front teeth have started to come in.  she’s had her bottom two for what, a month?  it seems like she’ll never stop growing.  what happened to that little pink ball of fluff that i brought home from the hospital eight months ago?  i love this whole motherhood thing but it just keeps snowballing on me.  she’s already so heavy to the point that i can’t carry her around for more than fifteen minutes at a time.  i love my georgia elizabeth to death and can’t imagine life without her.  she’s starting to talk now.  mostly just repeating syllable sounds over and over like ga-ga, ba-ba, ma-ma, and da-da.  so it sounds like she’s saying momma and dada but who knows if she associates those words to us yet?

  
  

  our new apartment is huge.  comparatively speaking.  our last apartment was a giant shoebox, but for a giant with very small feet.  our cable won’t be hooked up until tomorrow and our internet won’t be hooked up until monday, but at least one of my neighbors is nice enough not to lock his wireless connection.  i think it’s so funny that i readily use any unsecured wireless connection i can but as soon as my internet is hooked up, i’m going to put a lock on it.  if only i knew whose internet i was using, maybe i’d thank them for it.  but probably not.  i am a terrible person after all.

  
  

  it’s so strange to think that leo and i have only been married for six months (tomorrow).  i feel like we’ve been together forever.  it’s unexplainable how so suddenly two people’s lives become one.  and it didn’t happen when we moved in together, or when we got married, but when we had georgia.  and after having his baby, nothing in the world would have made me feel so connected to him.  so i knew, i knew after that that marrying him wouldn’t be about the baby.  it would be about us.  and so, i didn’t do things the conventional way but i’m actually happy about that.  i will finish college and get my degree and now, it will mean more to me.  i had to get pregnant for my life to have meaning.  there is absolutely nothing in this world that i want more than to make it a beautiful, safe, loving, and happy environment for my baby.  i want to her to have everything she needs and more.  i never understood the idea of being fiercely protective of anything until i was a mother.

  
  

  being a mother is the most rewarding, though terribly underpaid, job i have and will ever have.

  
  

  though this doesn’t mean i’m rushing to get pregnant.  one baby is a handful.

  
  

   

  
  

  ciao bella.

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