I'm either becoming used to not having a continuous amount of sleep or am now delirious from sleep deprivation. I'd like to think it's the first but it's probably the second. In any event, I've made my way back onto a computer.
Sticky Bun's birth story is on the way.
I can't believe how easily Four Pounds of Fury (what I've nicknamed SB's crying fits) can make me shiver in my boots. Girl can YELL! And then she turns a fine red-purple. I'm glad the Fury doesn't frustrate me or push me over the edge but it does make me a wee bit scared of her. Less now that I'm home and have gotten used to it. I bluff my way through it, acting like I don't care and hum her a song. But she has to notice that I move my ass a little faster to get her diapered ;)
I also have moments when I look at her and can't believe she is mine. This little being is my daughter. And then I am filled with so much love for her and The Man, I can hardly stand it. I love maternity leave and being able to bond with her.
I am not torn up in the places I thought I would be. So my recovery is very different from what I imagined. Thank goodness for pain killers. But more about that will be in the birth story.
All right. That's it for now. I finally started responding to emails but I've not made or answered phone calls just yet. Mainly because I seem to have forgotten all vocabulary past second grade which makes stringing together complete sentences pretty impossible. Hopefully even a little more sleep will come my way eventually or I may just have to throw out my phone.
4 comments:
Not torn!?? Lucky!
I pushed the 7 pound from my vajay-jay and ripped in places I never thought possible. Sucks to be me!
I know, just typing that, made me cringe. Yikes, and I'll be doing it again in the spring...DAMN!!
Okay, no thinking about that...too early...
I know what you mean about that feeling of crazy love for your child. I used to cry (sob) and Albert would be very concerned, but I would calmly say, "I am so in love with this little boy". It is seriously the best feeling ever!
Ok...must stop, I'm very hormonal at the moment!
I tore a little...the doctor said it was a "very minor tear." Nevertheless, it hurt like a mother during recovery. The things we moms endure! ;)
I could write a whole blog (if I actually motivated myself to use the computer more these days) about the sleep deprivation and the things it has done to me. LOL. I actually had a "waking" dream that was pretty freaky...like, I was awake, but my mind/brain wasn't and I was dreaming. It was so weird. I'm with you...ready for more sleep!
One of these days I will try to blog Anthony's birth story. I have to remember how to blog!
I love that little Ava has got some awesome girl power! just like her mom :)
And how could you not love that teeny-tiny?? She's absolutely gorgeous, LD.
And yay for a smooth (and dare I say, easy) recovery. Can't wait to hear about your experience with the doula...I definitely want to have one there with me when my time comes.
And yay!yay!yay! for your daughter. What an wonderful thing to be able to say. :)
Wishing you, G and baby Ava a great weekend!
Welcome back LD! I just wanted to stop by and let you know that I'm very excited to read about all of your adventures with your wee little lady. I don't often comment, but I always read. ;)
Here is to a quick and speedy recovery!
Post a Comment