I am thrilled to share that our Violet Andie made her world debut on September 7th at 3:14am!
Labor was laborious, but relatively fast. Amazingly, a few days later the hospital sent us home and told us to go be parents. The first week, we pretty much just stared at her. “I love us,” Dean said as we both got a bit weepy staring at our precious baby girl.
I instantly loved my little Violet more than I thought possible. I love her little lips, her soft skin, her sweet I-just-made-a-poop-smile. Sure, I’m exhausted. My boobs seem to be the focus of most conversations in and out of our home, invited and uninvited, with closest friends and total strangers. Most days I consider myself lucky if I shower and change out yesterday’s PJs by 10 pm. But, I’m obsessed with every of her 7 pound 12 ounces (and growing!).
All this, quite honestly, I expected.
What surprised me? How much I love my husband even more madly. He is a rockstar partner who cleans the breast pumps, enthusiastically changes diapers, and manages to seem sincere when he tells me I look incredible with spit up in my hair and milk leaking down my stomach.
We are a family. I love us.