Okay, I realize that in order for this whole "blogging" thing to work I have to be more consistent. I do however believe that I have a reasonable excuse as to my absence from blogging excellence. On October 3, 2010 Lou and I celebrated the birth of our daughter Miss Brielle. Cute as a button, but then again I may be slightly biased... NO not biased she definitely is. The last thing that I wanted to do in my last couple of weeks of pregnancy was sit at the computer and talk about how WONDERFUL I felt because.... "wonderful" is not the first word that comes to mind.
So, while I still remember here are my thoughts on pregnancy. Not the worst experience I've ever had. I do believe that I could do it again. I DEFINITELY could not do 19 more times and counting. That Duggar woman is certainly made from a different cloth. God Bless her!! October 3rd is a great day, but to be honest with you guys in my perfect (early stages of pregnancy before I was miserable days) world I wanted her to come on October 10th. One because everyone and their mother's cousin will remind you that your first baby will be late, and two because I love the date 10/10/10 (For those of you who don't know my birthday is 11/11... NO not 1911 that would make me very old, but you get the idea). I did know however that unless she made the appearance herself that it wouldn't be likely because it was on Sunday and there is no way that I could be induced that day. However, while watching football on a Sunday after a pretty uncomfortable night she decided to say hello. I must admit that 7 days later on 10/10/10 I was glad to be home with the most precious little girl having had the whole experience behind me :)
For now I am adjusting to life as a new mom. Lou is a great dad. Believe it or not he actually changed the first poopie diaper. WAY TO GO. So all you ladies out there make your husbands step up. There is no reason as to why they can't share the "load" early on in the process. Better get used to it now before the presents come more frequently, in larger quantities, and with a much more pleasant aroma :). My mom came as soon as she found out I was at the hospital, with dog Ebonie in tow. I tell you this much.... the transition to motherhood was SOOOOOO much better with her around. I truly think I would have gone into shock without her. She cooked, and cleaned, and bought groceries, and did fix it jobs, and anything I could think of. LOVE HER.... Loved her before, but OMG she was the best help in the world. Thanks mom, I could never thank you enough. Okay so since it has taken me so long to write I am talking everyone's head off. This is just a sign I need to do better. So to wrap it up right now life is but a dream. I couldn't be happier. Wait.... if I had a million dollars and could go to work part- time and end world hunger I would probably be happier, but I'm not bad off right now. Until next time :)
