X IS 3...MONTHS!!

X turned 3 months old two days ago.  Is that even something you're supposed to get excited about?  We'll, not excited, but...oh I don't know.  So last night, on his third month of life, X ROLLED OVER!! Yes!  My little man rolled over, and guess what?!  Both his dad and I missed it!  WTF!?!  X's dad put him down for some tummy time, and while he was paying more attention to his Kakao chat room than our baby, out first born, and only child, rolled from his tummy to his back.  I missed this milestone because I had to pump...stupid pump.  Did I mention that #ihatepumping (I feel so redundant in saying that, but if you pump then you feel me).  I know it's not like he rolled from back to front, which seems tougher, but geez...it would have been pretty cool beans to see X roll over regardless of starting position.

So that was the highlight of the entire month.  I'm serious.  As I say every week...or two...nothing exciting really happens.  I never knew this.  I always thought having a baby brought crazy adventures and excitement all the time.  In reality it's a whole lotta bottle washing and diaper changing.  That is not fun, nor exciting.  I'm not going to get all excited over lava flow poops.  You know...those poops that just keep coming while you're already changing the diaper.  You think business was completed, but no.  You were wrong and now you're scrambling to get the new diaper under the butt to catch the flow.  I've wasted many diapers because of this.  I digress.  Back to the reason we're all here...Baby X.

Being a new mom is still sinking in, and I'll admit, that prior to getting knocked up I was okay with not having any offspring.  I like my freedom, and I love my play time, and I knew that having a kid changes all of that.  I always thought I was too selfish to ever put someone before myself.  Wait, that sounds bad.  I could explain myself in better detail, but meh...I'm lazy.  So...yes.  I was okay with never procreating, but then I went and got pregnant and poof!  I have never loved anyone more, and I probably won't ever love anyone more; sorry my future second born child...hey...I'm just keeping it real.  Just kidding...ummm...yeah.

So, in these past three months life changed because of a tiny little human.  No more afternoon siestas.  No more happy hour get-togethers.  No more weekend binge drinking sessions...wait...those still exist.  Did you really think I would give that up?  All these crazy changes, and sacrifices, and what not was all worth it.  I wouldn't change a thing...except maybe the amount of weight I gained during my pregnancy.  I love Baby X bunches, even when he's being super extra, and even though I can't have the same fun I used to, this whole parenting game is going to bring on a whole new type of fun.  I can't wait for that to begin.  I'm sure the next month will have way more milestones and firsts to share, which will make this blog more exciting...hopefully.


Well, it's like 1 am, I have to pump again, and I am struggling to stay awake (It took me 45 minutes to proof read this because I kept dozing off).  X and his dad are snoring away like always...looks like it's just the Real Housewives of New York and me tonight.  If this post is off, then you know it's because of sleep deprivation.  Night y'all!