(not in any particular order)
1. New baby smell - what is it about that new baby smell? I can't get enough.
2. Those tiny baby features - T Rex has been obsessed with counting Baby Sister's toes and fingers - and I just love seeing those tiny feet - I LOVE baby feet!
3. Baby snuggles - our new little one is just the snuggliest little thing - she likes to nuzzle right in under my neck. And then I can feel her soft breath on my skin.
4. Baby breath - I used to be so charmed by puppy breath but baby breath is so much sweeter and then there's the milk mustache that goes along with it.
5. Breastfeeding - I know that sounds weird to some folks but I actually really enjoy nursing my babes - although, when they are at this "noodle head" stage it is more challenging than I remembered but I enjoy the quiet contemplative time bonding with my youngling. I was so sad when I weaned T Rex about 6 months ago. And I think having nursed so recently has made things so much easier - my milk came in only 2 days after Little Girl was born and I've had very minimal sensitivity. Plus, there is the added bonus of enjoying some feminine curves as I am normally not so well endowed!
6. Not being pregnant any more - I have to admit, it is strange (and at times sad) no longer having the little one inside. I have to remind myself I can once again tie my shoes and bend at the waist. And T Rex is so happy to once again be able to sit in my lap for close snuggles. Additionally, it's amazing what kind of appetite I've developed since the nausea of pregnancy is gone and I'm making milk - can you say eat-a-thon?!? Thankfully, so many wonderful friends and family have brought over meals - we have been eating SO good around here!
7. Instant weight loss - I gained about 25 lbs total this pregnancy compared to 40 lbs with T Rex. In the past week I've dropped 15 lbs and am hoping to drop a few more in the forthcoming weeks. Always exciting to check the scale daily to see the pounds melt away.
8. Seeing my oldest interact with my youngest - T Rex is just the best big brother - he so loves "Baby Sister". If she is not in the room he inquires about her and has to see that she is alright. And he is my little helper - taking diapers to the trash.
9. Seeing my husband change diapers and snuggle the baby. My father was never really all that involved in my life when I was young, and especially not when I was a young child. I'm certain he never changed a diaper. Maybe that's why I am so grateful to be married to a man that insists on being so involved in the care of our children. (He's tucking T Rex in bed as I type.) He has, by far, changed more #2 diapers than I have.
10. Just thinking about being a mom - I'm a mom and a mom of kids. No longer can I say I have a child. No, I have kids - with an "s" - gosh, does this mean I'm a grown-up now?