Um, yeah, so this parenting thing….it’s freakin’ hard. We’re up to our eyeballs in pee, poop and new baby cuteness. Which also means we’re running low on energy and sleep. I’m behind on pretty much everything, my blog reading, laundry, etc. But Sami is a doll and makes the cutest expressions. She’s like this little ball of cuteness you just wanna smother with kisses and coo at all day. I haven’t been around many babies but I think overall she’s a good baby. She loves to be held and seems to have a sixth sense for when I lay her down in her crib and then try to go to bed myself. Then the crying begins.
I was going to post the whole birth story thing but I really don’t want to relive that here. Or anywhere. Suffice it to say that childbirth was the most painful, worst experience ever. Don’t get me wrong, Sami being here is the biggest blessing and reward for going through all that but seriously people, is all that pain really necessary? Contractions started Wednesday at 2:30 am, I was admitted to the hospital on Wednesday evening and baby got here on Thursday morning. (I think that’s right, my days have been all mixed up since the big event.) I pushed for three and a half hours; the longest hours of my life. I’m recovering nicely however but wow, that was some crazy pain. You know the movie “Men In Black” and that light stick thingy that Tommy Lee Jones uses to erase people’s memories? That gadget must exist somewhere and it is being used on mommies everywhere after they have their first child. Otherwise no one would have a second kiddo.
Eventually we will get back to our regularly scheduled blogging and this won’t be All Baby All the Time. But until then….