Thoughts from week one:
This week, every time I had a thought of significance, or not...sometimes they are just things that actually stood out in the blur of week one, I wrote it down. Some are epiphanies...some are sleep-deprived rants.
* I really wanted to experience labour during the day for once. Just one time! Not for me.
* there's my handsome, stressed out husband, trying to get some work done after midnight, while we wait. I'm bored. Can't sleep.
* why do they have to decorate delivery rooms with pictures of nursing mothers? Guilt-trip! Or in case I forget why I'm here...?
* Waiting.
* I have NEVER had a labour that fast or that painful. I wondered if I could handle something like that. Apparently the answer is yes.
* I always claim I'm not one of those ladies who screams in labour. This time, I was. And I squeezed Tyler's hand so hard he asked (politely) if I could ease up. All stereotypical.
* small baby = easy recovery
* so handsome!!
* he latched! That's never happened before.
* meeting his siblings!
* meeting his siblings!
* all of these IVs and blood pressure checks blew my veins. Looks brutal!
* Sunday morning loafers
* thanks to the miracle of night sweats, the swelling is slowly going down! Hallelujah, I have almost real legs again!
* discovering you have a mold problem when your baby is 1 week old...not fun.
*best buddy cousins
* how about a bow tie as big as your face...?
It's been an exhausting and exhilarating first week. I can't believe this tiny person is finally here. I can't believe I'm doing this again. I can't believe I love another little person this much.
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