Life changing

Last night was our friend Justin's birthday shin dig at Tsunami's. My mom and dad graciously offered to watch Willow so I was thrilled about the chance to mingle nocturnally again. I actually did my cat-eye eyeliner thingie (something I haven't done from being about 6 months pregnant), slapped on my brightest shade of lipstick and squeezed my way back into my skinny jeans. Trust me, there was a lot of squeezing and tucking away of the post-baby jiggle. That's the wonderful thing about jeans though, they're like girdles.

Anyway, I got to see a lot of the night owls I used to see, got to feel pretty & dressed up and had fun being social again. But a mere hour and thirty minutes in, Shane and I looked at each other with the same thought cloud above our heads… "I miss Willow, I want to go home. Do you?" We raced home and practically fought over who got to lullaby her to sleep in her rocking chair!

Moral of the story, and hence my post title, is that babies change everything! For the better. There's a deep, deep love and desire to always want the best for your child, this includes being right at their side to soothe every whimper, to witness every milestone, to comfort every cry, to answer to every need and to just stare in amazement at the wonderful miracle you made.