How Motherhood Has Changed Me (So Far)

With my little man just about to turn 6 weeks old 

(really? 6 weeks? how did this happen)

I have already noticed the motherhood had changed me a lot. 

1) Privacy is no longer something I require. 

Although it is something that I enjoy, after having 15 nurses and doctors stare at my, as my niece calls it, hoho & having to whip out the boob to feed the babe, I am not longer as embarrassed for my body parts to be seen in public. Now don't get me wrong I am not whipping out my hoho everywhere. But I have gotten to the point where I don't care if you are around if baby needs to eat, baby needs to eat. Granted I have a nursing cover, but before I would be even be embarrassed to do that. 

2) Bodily fluids don't gross me out. 

At least, Squishy's bodily fluids don't gross me out. 

I use to be the type of person who would gag at the smell of spit up or puke. Who would not be a fan of changing diapers & who would become embarrassed about farts. Remember Vince Vaughn on Four Christmas'?

Hahah, that was me. 

Now. I have been puked on, spit up on, peed on and pooped on, and I don't bat and eyelash. 

3) Naps are a must. 

I use to not be able to nap. If I napped I couldn't sleep at night and would be up all night. 

Now I nap at every single chance I can get. 

I probably would die if I didn't nap because I would get like 3 hours of sleep every night. 

I however have also found that I can function quite well on about 5 hours of sleep a night where I use to NEED 8. 

4) Eating while sitting is a happy memory. 

Most of my meals recently have been inhaled while the baby is in the sling and I am walking around our kitchen. I will occasionally get to eat while he is sleeping, but I am usually taking advantage of that time to NAP (see above). 

5) I am extremely LOW maintenance. 

I use to require a pretty lengthy routine of getting ready in the morning. Showering, blow drying my hair, straightening my hair, makeup, cute outfit. Now unless hubby is home I am lucky if I get a shower and my hair gets thrown up into a messy bun. My outfits. Yoga pants, leggings and tank tops. 

6) My shopping habits have changed drastically. 

I can't remember the last time I bought stuff for me other than nursing bras and tops. My shopping cart has become overflown with cute onesies, slings & toys.

7) My whole wide world had changed. 

I no longer think about myself first. It doesn't matter if I am exhausted, starving and unshowered. If my cute little love bug is snuggly, happy, fed and clean. I am as happy as can be. I stare at his little face and wondered how did we make something so perfect. It truly is a miracle. I can't remember what it was like not having him here and I am already preparing my speeches to his future girlfriends. This little man is the most important person to me ever. It is a love like no other.