2 month shots

Let's be honest, I'm a wuss. Pain and I are not friends and I think I actually have more sensitive nerve endings than most people. Thank God Lynaea got her daddy's pain tolerance! She had to have her shots today and I was dreading it. I felt like the worst mother in the world because she was having such a good day and I knew it was totally going to change and she wouldn't even see the pain coming!

BAM, it was going to huit her out of nowhere!

Well, the time came to give her shots, but she took it like a CHAMP. Of course she cried a little, but after a couple of minutes she was back to happy baby. I think I cried more than she did.

I just had to share my little joy. Peace and love!

Post Partum Depression

Yes, it is hard adjusting to the whims of a newborn.

Yes, I fell off the face of the planet.

Yes, PPD sucks.

Fortunately I went to the doctors about a week ago to get medicine because my mood just wasn't lifting. Things are looking up! I fell off the face of the Earth for a while there, but I am slowly coming back. In a few days I hope to be as good as new.

Wish me luck!

Becoming a Mommy Has Made Me Appreciate:

1) Having both hands at my disposal to type... or do anything else

2) Poop colors and frequencies (of the little one in my arms)

3) Showers

4) Sleep for more than 30 minutes at a time. I take that back... sleep period.

5) Lactation Consultants

6) The end of growth spurts

7) Every ounce my baby girl puts on

8) So much else!

Birth Story :)

So, late February 2nd I started getting contractions and they were totally different from what I had felt before. Everyone told me that when you get contractions you know it... and I didn't really trust that until I got them! I certainly knew it. I had contractions regularly all night until about 7 am February 3rd... then they totally disappeared! I was not at all prepared for that because I thought only Braxton Hicks went away and I was so sure this was it! I actually got depressed because my husband had to go back to work. He left about 11am and I decided to distract myself with tv.

Well noon came around and so did my contractions... with a vengeance! By 3:30 my father in-law was rushing me to the hospital and when I got there at 4pm I was already 5 cm. I totally expected the ride to the hospital to be so much different (you know... screaming, crying, etc.) but it was actually pretty quiet. Apparently I shut out the world when I have a contraction. I had to call hubby, who was an hour away, to tell him this was it!

By the time he got there at 6pm, we walked a couple blocks around the nursery and it was time for the epidural. Good thing I asked for it when I did because it took an hour to get all my fluids in before they could put give me the epi. And man! Those contractions were getting pretty brutal. By 9:30 I was fully dilated and we were just waiting for the baby to drop and for me to get the urge to push (never got it actually...) I tried pushing then, but it was no use. An hour later I decided to try again and after an hour of pushing, Lynaea Jane was here!

She weighed 6lb 5.1 oz. (so little but I thank god for it because I felt EVERYTHING... it is called the ring of fire for a reason! Apparently my epi wore off...) and was 19 1/4 inches long born at 11:20 on 2/3/11. The one thing that kind of bothers me is they never told me her Apgar. They just told me she was perfectly healthy and I didn't think to ask. I had a miracle in my arms at the time!

5 days later she was back to birth weight and at 16 days old she is weighing 7 lb 2 oz!