It still feels like we only just left the hospital. The day I was discharged also happened to be Mother's Day. It was supposed to be an exciting day. I was mostly upset. I wanted her back in my belly so badly. Being pregnant had become my identity and now I had a baby. I had to find myself again. And I did.
But today those feelings started to come back. I looked at Elizabeth this morning, and the somber thoughts returned. Not that I wanted her back in my belly, but that she's becoming her own person. She's growing up incredibly fast. She turned 5 months old today. It's truly amazing to watch her thrive. I love her so much. She is my heart. My whole heart.