2 weeks

Thoughts after the first two weeks:

We've had a lot of firsts around here these past two weeks. 

First bath. 

First walk in the stroller. 

First doctor visits. 

(My) first time wearing huge maxi pads since I was 14 years old and too afraid to use a tamp. 

My mom saved my life. Having her stay with us during those two weeks was so amazing. Could not have survived that time without her help and loving service. 

This little person is all-consuming.

Case in point: Hero was born on June 4th. My birthday was June 9th. If it wasn't for a quick Target shopping trip and some tiramisu that night, I'm not sure I would have even noticed it was my birthday. 

Speaking of all-consuming, my life now basically consists of feeding Hero, putting Hero to sleep, and taking Instagram pics of Hero. 

It's a great life. 

My own physical healing from the birth is finally starting to feel better. A light at the end of the tunnel. 

Bless you, Loritab and Motrin. Bless you. 

As you may have noticed, this blog has kinda taken the backseat lately. Posting will likely be sparse for  the rest of the month. I'm ok with it. Sometimes, life is just so much more important than a blog. 

Thanks for understanding. 

Emotions and hormones are strange in the early postpartum period. 

Last week, three days in a row, I had an evening-time emotional breakdown crying sesh. 

The crying comes on like a wave suddenly and there's nothing I can do to hold it back. 

So I don't. 

And as soon as it came on, it goes and all is well. 

Hero smiles allll the time. 

In fact, I think her first smile was the day after she was born. 

And they're not just faint glimpses of a smile. We're talking huge, open-mouthed wide smiles. 

It's the best thing ever. 

We're loving everything about this new life of ours and our little Hero baby.