Butterfly Attack
Due to the huge amount of rain San Diego got this year, we have thousands of more flowers than we've had in ages. This also brought out exponential numbers of butterflies and bees. Last week, I was sitting at the bagel store a block from my house and I watched hundreds of butterflies move across the street. Literally.

Your Life Will Change
That was the one common phrase I heard while I was pregnant. To me, that was some of the most frustrating words to hear. No one could tell me exactly what would change, the only guarantee I had was that life after would not be the same as life before.

No shit, Sherlock.

It always surprises me how I assume things don't go on without me. I don't mean that in the vain sense. I mean when I read a blog regularly like a religion and then suddenly stop. For example, because I have no time to keep up with it now that I have a baby, and then I revisit it months later, I get a weird feeling when I see that it's business as usual. Even though I was contributing nothing to the site, I somehow felt like my visiting it regularly was part of what made it exisit. Intellectually, I know this not to be true but somehow I get the weird feeling "Wow, this site is still active and bubbling?" each time I lose touch and come back.

On the upside, this shows that one can take a long break and prioritize other things in their life. But when I come back, the other things are still going on and most of the time, I can jump right back in. In the last eight weeks, I haven't read half the websites I used to visit regularly. I have not kept up with my email or my friends. There are days when I haven't gotten out of my pajamas. I haven't taken non-baby photos except for two days. I haven't read more than two books. I haven't slept a full night. I haven't exercised. I have done the bare minimum for everyone and everything besides my baby.

However, it's comforting to know that when the time comes all of those things will be waiting for me. Right now, I am working on what's most important.