I’m a mother. That is just so bizarre. In some ways it feels completely normal, but in other ways, I just feel out of my element. The thing that is keeping me somewhat grounded is the realization that God gave Kes to us and that He loves her even more than we do and He will help us to take care of her. If I thought that I was responsible for all of Kes’s needs, I think I’d just have a meltdown.
Day 4 of motherhood has been good. Kes isn’t very interactive but she does let us know when she needs something. Just like when my niece Taylor was a baby, my favorite part is feeling her baby skin — so smooth and soft. I’m just glad that babies start off small and with simple needs as that give us new parents a chance to figure things out a little at a time. Besides, with the sleep deprivation that has just begun, more complicated tasks could get messy.
I think that motherhood is like the improvisational t.v. show “Thank God You’re Here” where participants walk through a door on the stage into a situation and have to make up their part on the spot. These comedians have no idea what the sketch will be about, what character they play, or have any lines of dialog provided beforehand — they just have to make it up as best as they can. Maybe that’s just how life works in general.
More pictures of Kes from the hospital
The difference between motherhood and improv is that when the comedians get stuck, the bell rings and the sketch is over. In motherhood if you get stuck, you call your friends.