Life-Changing

Certainly, my life is not the one I had just three months ago, but I wouldn't change it for a second. The people that shook their heads and clucked about us having a child fairly quickly after marriage (and the fact that we're not in our thirties seemed to add to the dismay as well) have no idea who I am. I was the bully of an older sister that forced all of my siblings to play house every single day. If it wasn't house, it was Barbies. And I was always the mom, no questions asked.

I had no dreams that topped the one of motherhood. Sure I had the dreams of a beautiful wedding, a hunk of a husband, and a nice career, but I thought constantly of having my own children.

I can tell you, friends my age don't envy me. I'd place bets on the fact that they think Ruby was a mistake. I can assure you she was not, and I can assure you that I don't envy their opposite lifestyles either. I don't feel that my life is incomplete when I don't know the exact time and place of my next belligerent intoxication. I already successfully lived through the four-dollar Boone's farm, the champagne, and the kegger nights. Sure they were fun, but I have outgrown that phase.

A child changes your life indefinitely.

Talk about stating the obvious. That's like telling me that the sky will always be blue. I'm well aware of what I got myself into when I got pregnant and brought another life into the world. I know that my life will never be the same and if I ever think that it will be, I have the simply daily-life things that aren't so simple anymore (showers, cleaning, getting out to go run errands, etc.) But who wants change? My life would be so boring and monotanous if I decided that having children would change my life too much.

Waking up to her beautiful, smiling face every day is something I absolutely treasure. Seeing her learn new things every single day is indescribable. I feel sorry for those that are too scared to take on the challenge of a child. My life has done a complete 180, and I couldn't be happier.