My identity

I realize now that I am no longer me. I am Caroline's mom. John and I left Caroline with my sister and brother-in-law last Sunday to go out for sushi. Mary and Tony had evacuated their home in Clear Lake due to Hurricane Rita, so they offered to watch Caroline while John and I had a night out. It was really nice, and I made a point to have conversation with my husband beyond discussing the baby. I was surprised, though, by how much I wanted people to know that I had a new baby, and that she was at home, and that she is precious, and...I'm so used to the attention we garner when we're out in public together. I really missed it!

This past weekend, we left Caroline at our house with my dad and Karen so that we could attend John's cousin's wedding. We took Caroline to the rehearsal dinner, so most of the wedding guests had seen her. The highlight of my night at the wedding was when people would ask me about her or comment on how cute she was or how good she was the night before. She did great with the "sitters," and was sleeping soundly when we called to check on her, but I was so tired at 10 p.m. that we left the wedding anyway...and I needed to get back home and be Caroline's mommy again.