Before I had a baby, I thought cloth diapers were a great idea.(You know, those teeny-weeny white ones that could barely catch a sneeze).
Before I had a baby, I thought I needed seven hours sleep.(This is the first/last time Jem slept in his own bed).
Before I had a baby, I thought my husband was a wonderful man.(Now, I know he's a saint).
So, what has motherhood taught me?
To (really) appreciate my own mother.
To (really) admire my husband.
To (completely, utterly, unconditionally) adore the funny, little creature who's lassoed my heart so tight that at times I can barely breathe.
And I've finally learned to grow up. (Almost).