It’s amazing the difference a year makes. Last year at this time, I was just finding out I had a little one on the way. Terrified and excited at the same time.. and yes a little nauseated, I ordered my first ever decaf latte from Starbucks.

My days were filled with carefree trips to the grocery store, dinner and or lunch dates with girlfriends whenever I felt the need and my job.

Now a year later, my days are filled with, Humm what do I do next with him.. If When will I get a shower today?  What time did I feed him last, oh yes, that is puke that just in my hair and down my shirt and why won’t he just sleep. My days seem to be consumed with this little person my husband and I have created.

Today a simple trip into work, and then a lunch date with a friend was like winning the lottery. THANK GOD FOR GRANDMA! It’s rare that I get out of the house, my son just does not like his stroller, and is getting really heavy in his snugglie at 19 lbs. So I have been house bound most of the time. Trying to entertain a 5 month old for so many hours in the day is just so exhausting. It will be nice when he sits up on his own!

Tonight my son decided he did not want to go to sleep, he didn’t want anything but to cry.  We had our usual routine of bath time, feed time and then a little rocking… well that apparently was not enough as we did not get him to bed until 2 hours after his bed time. I know it’s probably teething but man what a rough night, I guess we can’t win em’ all!

But getting back to my point, last year at this time, the future lay ahead of us–(not that it doesn’t right now)endless possibilities of whether it was a boy or girl, what would we pick for names, what kind of crib should be buy and so forth.. those were our biggest concerns, now reality has set in and the set of questions changes. It’s more like what will we do for schooling, what about child care, when will this darn tooth make it’s appearance and will I get more then 2 hours of uninterrupted sleep tonight–not to mention that I can’t drink latte’s anymore (even decaf ones) because the lil’ guy doesn’t like the lactose in them, and i’m not a big fan of soy milk from Starbucks.

But it’s the little things that change that I find I miss the most. The ability to have wine when I want, go out to the store and not make a huge production out of it, have a shower, get ready after my shower(what is make up again?), go for a walk without a million things to entertain him, change him and or clean him up. It’s funny how you become accustomed to having puke/spit up on your clothes and as long as it doesn’t have too much on it, you deem it clean. Ah well such is life! It’s funny you know things will change, you just don’t know how much! Today was just one of those days in mommyhood.