Friday, August 9, 2013
One day I will not have to reheat my coffee, but until then I will think of my own mother's cup of coffee that I'd find in the microwave.
One day I will not dream about cloth diapering.
One day I'll have a schedule again. For now, my schedule is Maggie's schedule and that's just fine.
One day I'll wash my hair more than twice a week and style it in something other than a ponytail.
One day I will catch up on thank you notes.
One day I'll cook dinner again, but for now we'll continue to enjoy the meals friends bring and those I prepared and froze in June.
One day I will have time to read other's blogs or even a book.
One day I'll be tired of streaming TV shows from Netflix like Army Wives and Flashpoint (both of which can be highly emotional shows for a new mom...and yet I keep watching).
One day I will be able to paint my nails in on sitting, but until then I'll do one hand/foot and then the other a few hours later.
Post idea inspired by Katie, another new mom.