People warned us that it goes by so fast.
Our last two months have gone like this: i’m having contractions, get me the epidural now, still feel the contractions, one more push and you’ll meet your daughter, welcome violet andie, love her so much it hurts instantly, she’s perfect, ouch and gross down there, we’re a family, can’t stop staring at her, look at those little toes, your turn to change the 10th dirty diaper of the day, my turn to put that stupid paci back in her mouth, awww look at that face, she smiled right at me, was that a giggle, was that a poop, she smells so yummy, we’re doing it, when will you be home, i need a haircut desperately, what should we order for dinner, i still need a haircut desperately, morning smiles, post-feed drunk face, she made it 8 hours tonight, she’s been up every twenty minutes since, family snuggle time, we are so blessed.
And just like that – two months have passed.
My brain may be mush, but my heart is full. We are getting into a routine (yes, I know our current routine will completely go to shit any second). I even made dinner a few times which felt like a major accomplishment. This Crispy Kale, Brussels Sprouts and Potato Hash was a winner and an old favorite of Butternut Squash soup with a twist. But, mostly, I am just absorbing every one of the precious moments because she is all that really matters…