Five months

This #thankyouthursday, I am grateful for five months with B.

I wouldn’t say this time has flown by, but nor has it crawled. Or maybe it’s done both? All I know for sure is that somehow time has passed, and five months ago today B joined our family and I am grateful.

Earlier this week I was able to spend some time with a friend who doesn’t have kids, and I was acutely aware of how much my world has changed, how ruled I am by an infant’s schedule (or lack thereof), how focused I am on this tiny person when I used to have so much more energy and attention to devote to other people and larger issues.

I still care about so many things besides my son, and yet my son takes precedent over so many things.

It hasn’t been—isn’t—an easy transition, but I am grateful nonetheless. Not just because raising a child is a privilege I wasn’t sure I’d get in this lifetime, but because all these adjustments are helping me to grow right alongside him. My priorities are clearer, my time spent more efficiently. Both my boundaries and my biceps are getting stronger.

So this #thankyouthursday, I am grateful for five months, a milestone that happens to fall on a Thursday, and so I am celebrating with thankfulness.

Love > fear,
Christina

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