I found this quote in a magazine: "Your ultimate job as a mother is to prepare your children to leave you."

Ella is only 3 almost 4 weeks old and that already makes me sad. Last night we put her in her crib, in her room, at 8:30pm. She slept there until 10:30pm when she got up to eat. Mike and I both agreed it was too early to let her sleep in there by herself. Mikes says, "what if she wakes up and needs something?" The girl has a powerful set of lungs, we would hear her. He said it was like watching your child get on the bus for the first time, we are just not ready for that yet.

I never thought my days would consist of getting up at 6 in the morning, diapering, washing bottles, changing clothes a zillion times a day (twice already this morning) and getting spit up on. You know what, I don't even mind. I look into those sweet, blue eyes and it makes getting pooped on at 3am all worth it!