I'm back! I had a baby (and not just A baby, but the most beautiful/smart/funny/kind/smart/beautiful baby in the world (no bias))! He was born 4 months ago on October 13, 2010 (three days late, at 9 lbs 1 oz, 22 inches long),It was thankfully not a Friday. You know how most babies come up looking like something between Yoda and Rip Van Winkle (after the 100 year nap)? My son looked like he was born at one month, no scrunched up wrinkly old man face, no sleeping 99.9% of the day for my little man. He's been wiggling and smiling from the get go. I still look pregnant thanks to my lack of commitment to dieting and the series of unfortunate but nothing that bad events following my beautiful, smart, funny, strong, son's birth.
I had an emergency c-section thanks to an ill timed bladder infection while I was starting my "baby's coming contractions", then my poor little boy got an UTI and had to spend the week in the hospital getting poked my nurses and needles. Then like two weeks later I got a blood clot from my c-section. Then we had a brief relief period during the holidays and now (I hope) we're wrapping up this bag of bad with the lingering cold from Hell. seriously, I haven't been able to breath for like 3 weeks, I sound (and look) like an extra from "The walking dead" (i'm so purrrrrrrtey).
I'm still unemployed.
I'm so FREAKING happy, I love my son and how smart he is. He can roll tummy to back and back to tummy to get to the places he wants to go, he know what "up", "baba", "daddy" and "mommy" mean, he recognizes favorite toys, plays "fruit ninja" on kinect with me (he swats hard core at a toy owl on his bouncy chair and swat at the air), and he tries to convince me he's not tired before naps and bedtime by "talking" to me until he falls asleep. My smart boy.
I had an emergency c-section thanks to an ill timed bladder infection while I was starting my "baby's coming contractions", then my poor little boy got an UTI and had to spend the week in the hospital getting poked my nurses and needles. Then like two weeks later I got a blood clot from my c-section. Then we had a brief relief period during the holidays and now (I hope) we're wrapping up this bag of bad with the lingering cold from Hell. seriously, I haven't been able to breath for like 3 weeks, I sound (and look) like an extra from "The walking dead" (i'm so purrrrrrrtey).
I'm still unemployed.
I'm so FREAKING happy, I love my son and how smart he is. He can roll tummy to back and back to tummy to get to the places he wants to go, he know what "up", "baba", "daddy" and "mommy" mean, he recognizes favorite toys, plays "fruit ninja" on kinect with me (he swats hard core at a toy owl on his bouncy chair and swat at the air), and he tries to convince me he's not tired before naps and bedtime by "talking" to me until he falls asleep. My smart boy.
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