Six weeks has been a big turning point for me. The first month I honestly didn't know how I was going to balance this new baby, my job, our home and my baby-daddy. There have been many breakdowns, many sleepless nights and many times I was crying right there along with Charlie. Needless to say, I was overwhelmed. Babies are HARD, people. And this is coming from someone [who thought] they were more prepared than ever and who has wanted a baby since she was twelve—
I think there was one point around three weeks where I considered returning him to the hospital.
Thank goodness I didn't because this week I have fallen hard for this little turkey. He has definitely changed our lives, and although this is the hardest thing i've ever done-it is the best thing I have ever done. I feel so blessed to be his mom and munch on him whenever I want.
Our baby boy was born August 4, 2012.I get all teary-eyed not only thinking of
his birth, but of my entire pregnancy. I loved
being pregnant. I loved giving birth.
It has been by far the most special, hardest and sacred year of my
life. After 12 hours of labor this little boy came into the world and changed everything. I was on such an emotional high the whole night that the whole experience became such a blur. It wasn't until they wheeled him in at 4 am the next morning to be fed that it really hit me. The room was really dark and it was just the two of us. He stared right into my
eyes and I lost it.I couldn’t believe it.He was looking right at
me like he knew me. I feel so lucky to have had such a wonderful labor and delivery. And by wonderful, I mean I was crying as we left the hospital. I wanted to hold on to that experience FOREVER.
We are so
blessed to have this little but strong spirit in our home (and by strong spirit-I mean this baby has some vocal chords. yowza.)
More pics to come. Let me just get some sleep first...