Eating Crow

I have had to eat a lot of crow in the past few years, but it seems like a daily event now that I have Nora. I don't even know if I know who that old Kristi was. Oh sure...she is still there, but her new role as mom has taken over everything. I was never going to be one of those moms who could only talk about their kid especially to those folks who didn't have kids. After all when I was kid-less it was cute for a minute or two then I could no longer relate...nor frankly did I really want to. Well, now it doesn't matter. Anyone and everyone is fair game when I gush about Nora. All they have to do just ask how she is and I can go on and on and on! I kind of feel sorry for the folks who are close to me all the time...but I am lucky enough to have great friends that humor me!!! And daycare...UGH! It is the now dreaded word. George and I are calling it school since it seems less horrible that way. I was always the person who said if I had kids I would definitely still have to work. I couldn't imagine staying home with a kid all day long every day. Oops...more crow! I still don't know if I could become a full time mom forever, but geez this is harder than I ever dreamed it would be. I hate that someone else is seeing my little bit more than I do each day. IT SUCKS! I know I am just going through the transition and that it will get better (it has to...there is no choice) but I dread the morning drop off. I thought the first day would be the worst, but for me it has gotten harder and harder as the week has gone by. I cannot wait for the weekend! Until then, I will just sit here in my pink shirt and munch down on more of this little thing known as crow.