I wish “sleep when the baby sleeps” was as easily done as it is said.
I wish that Henry was born with a manual instead of a placenta.
I wish my dogs had opposable thumbs and could do the housework.
I wish I could gently levitate a sleeping Henry with my mind so I wouldn’t have to disturb him to transfer him into his bassinet.
I wish there were 30 hours in the day, but the extra 6 were devoted to uninterrupted sleep.
I wish I had a chef, a maid, a nanny, and a personal trainer. Oh, and a second car.
I wish I was hooked up to an IV of coffee during daylight hours.
I wish women were responsible for pregnancy and childbirth and men were responsible for breastfeeding.
I wish Henry knew how much I loved him already.
I wish I could get my ‘me time’ without ever having to leave his side.
I wish he’s always as happy as he seems right now.
I wish I’ll remember everything about the first moment he wanted me because I was his mommy and not just his milk.
I wish meeting his needs would always be this easy.
I wish that I never forget that Henry is part of everything I ever really wanted. A shower and nap would just be icing on the cake.