Well hellooooo, lovely lady mamas! So glad to finally join you on the other side. What a very long time ago it seems when I was pregnant (8 days, actually!). And boy oh boy was it worth the wait of being 2 weeks overdue.
Everything I've ever heard about being a new mother is true: from the overwhelming, makes you want to cry fierce love for your little one, to the "I can't imagine life without him". It's all so very true!
Keep meaning to write my birth story, but the Griff Monster is a hungry little hippo, who tends to feed every 2-3 hours, it seems. So sitting down to gather my thoughts is a little tough! Long and short of it is we are both lucky to be here; I had a placental abruption, he was in distress and it was the most "emergency" emergency c-section my doula has attended in her 8 years on the job.
Anyway, it didn't really feel all that dramatic on the day somehow, but thinking back it could have gone so very wrong, very quickly. Thank God for a great team of midwives and doctors. I must say, even with my initial reservations about Chelsea, they came through with amazing care.
Recovery is slow and steady, but feeling better every day. Griffin has been an angel and is so placid and calm, which means our adjustment has been manageable.
He's BFing like a champ, even after a day in NICU, so I'm so pleased and relieved about that. I'm a massive 34J , which is horrifying, but at least the boobs are doing their job!
Sorry for the tome. Will check back soon. Oh, pics of Griffin on my profile.