Little Moments

It's these little moments. My life has suddenly become so fragmented, living from one brief moment to the next. I'm not sure if it is good or bad, it just is. I am so used to have most of a day to accomplish a few tasks, ie; at some point today I need to get to the grocery store. It is amazing how complicated that becomes when you have a baby. All of the sudden getting to the grocery store involves impecable timing between breastfeeding, diaper changing, outfit changing, and sleeping. Then you have to make sure you have what you need before you go. What if he poops everywhere? Need to bring an extra outfit. What if he's sleeping? Need to bring the OTHER stroller that I can pop the car seat into. What if he needs to eat? Should park in the shade in case I have to feed him in the car. Ok. NOW I can go. But first, double check that I have diapers and wipes, wouldn't want to leave without those. 

Then I have these little moments for myself. I am still learning how to not be stressed about the short, unpredictable moments for myself. Like, what do I do when I have 10 minutes? Or what do I do when I think I might have an hour, but it turns into only 10 minutes? What an amazing lesson in patience and letting go having a baby is. I am appreciating every moment for what it is, and never holding on to any ideas of what it should or could be, only what it is.