Everyone said my perspective would change once I had a baby, and so far, it is true in myriad ways.
For example, I had a dentist appointment today. I've needed to have a lot of work done, and they couldn't do X-rays while I was pregnant.
And I have to tell you, I've always dreaaaaaaded the dentist. I have never been anything approaching relaxed at the dentist's before.
This time, it was practically like I'd snorted Xanax prior to arriving.
The fact that I only realized when sitting in the waiting room that my black shirt was studded with the shredded bits of Kleenex that clearly got washed with the darks and distributed throughout the laundry didn't faze me one bit.
It was clean. And so was I.
I held a People magazine with two hands. I snuggled into the reclining dental chair. The farther back they leaned me, the better. I almost napped in between procedures.
I go back in two weeks for more. It's kind of exciting.