"Black"-Out

Round 2 in blog world. First time, epic fail.
As my first post back figure it's appropriate to start with the who behind the scenes. I am a 23 year old wife to the most loving man and I recently became a momma to the sweetest little girl, which as I see it is like walking on clouds of my elysium; perfect. Don't get me wrong; I'm not perfect, my life isn't perfect (which you will come to see), my choices aren't always perfect, my hair & makeup are almost never perfect, but its these imperfections that make it all come together to perfection. This blog is mostly something I am going to do for me. I have found, through being a new momma, not much in my life revolves around me anymore, so some personal time to write about my ups and downs will grant me some serenity and maybe give you a laugh or two.
I am a fulltime working woman. I work 7on/7off for a hospital in a career choice I picked after jumping between multiple majors in my undergraduate degree. I loved it, then hated it, now I'm indifferent depending on my mood, but that is for another post. Promise.
I am a schedule/list person. My life revolves arounds them. Remember when your little and you say you will never be like your mom for this, this, and these reasons. Whelp here to tell you I got my insane, over-the-top obsession with lists from my one and only, mother! Bless her heart! It's very rare I go a day without a text from a loved one saying, "no list for me today?" Not to mention the considerably large paper trail I leave behind me on day to day basis. Aside from ice cream, guacamole, and hotdogs there in not much in this world that puts a smile on my face like putting a check mark on a to-do list... well  food obviously does too, haha.
I may be a wife and mother but I sure can jamm out to some good ol' fashioned country music. For my lack of musical talent and my blessed two left feet chances are high I will, at one point or another, be the bain of my childs existance and humilation will rain; pour if you will. Then she will grow up (very very slowly) and her life will begin anew, with an "I am my mother" craze and she will take the same joy in it that I do... for her childs sake here is to hoping she has a better voice. When did lullabys become scary movie?
I am an unapologetic romantic.My mind is completely wrapped up in the disney princess mentality. I am super in love with love. Some of the perfects dates are simply watching titanic.. in a blow up raft on my living room floor.. wearing my exact same (but fake) heart necklace.. crying on my husbands shoulder. Yes, I know it's so not the cool day and age date, but we do it. If it's cheesy to you I probably have my heart wrapped around it a million times.
At the end of the day I'm just like every wife and mother, exhausted. Posting only happy moments wouldn't be true to my life. Granted, they will probably come up a lot, but so will the puke in my hair, sleeping in til 8 is as magical as riding out of my bedroom on a unicorn, explosive poop and 10 outfit kinda days, why I cry, and why I laugh. Colorful winds make storms too, so come what may and love it! :D