I have always had good intentions to write things down, or document important events, but I never seem to be able to actually do it. To commit some time for me to gather my scattered thoughts, and reflect. I have always regretted that. Now that I am a mother....time seems to fly by even faster, actually at a rate of speed that just blows my mind. My baby girl is 8 months old now and I have not a clue where the past 8 months have gone. I know there are things that have happened, that in my haze of sleep deprivation, I have already forgotten. Like the smell of a newborn baby, or the feel of her asleep on my shoulder. I am making a new pledge that I will begin to record the inner workings of my heart and mind so that one day, I can look back and smile and/or cry when I remember the feelings that rushed through me. There is something to learn from love, from anger, from feelings of dispair. Some linger and some are fleeting, but we need to acknowledge them in order to learn from them. So here I go on this journey of self-exploration. I hope that if you are reading this, you find something interesting about my life, but if you don't....please feel free to not return. I will not be insulted. I want to do this for myself and for my daughter. Our time here is limited, and we never know when it is going to run out. So this is the begining, and as I hear my little Olivia waking up from her nap (way to freeking soon...ugh) I will save this post and get a bottle ready!