April has come and gone and some of you may be wondering whether I’ve had my baby yet and how motherhood is treating me. I’m happy to report back that baby boy did not overstay his welcome and came five days early!
All eight pounds of him and eight hours of labor was worth it seeing his squishy, adorable little face. The long and arduous journey of pregnancy was only the beginning as sleep deprivation, feeding around the clock and projectile vomits/poops became the name of the game. Two weeks in, and I’m deliriously happy! Call me crazy.