1. Breastfeeding is really hard. I couldn't understand how it could be until I had to do it.
2. Humor is key. Laugh a lot. Laugh at every blast that comes out of your little blast ended screwt. Don't groan about another diaper change in less than five minutes.
3. Be prepared. Slide a new diaper right under her butt before you slide off the old one.
4. Baby clothes. Adorable, but what a joke. The cuter the outfit the more swear words that are required to put them on!
5. Postpartum hormones are more insane than all nine months of pregnant hormones combined. I cried today driving Peggy to her check up because right after the new Missy Elliott song came The White Stripes, Seven Army Nation. Insert crying, driving through Brookside at 8am me, "Peggy these songs make me so h-h-happy"!
6. The 30-second rule. Peggy likes to sleep talk, or so I like to think that's what she's doing. I've learned to wait just a little bit before I decide to get up and start the process of feeding and changing her when she makes one of her many varied noises.
7. I certainly will miss nine months without a period. I also remember why I hate pads so much.
8. People love babies. People do great things when you have a baby. Like surprise you and babe with gifts and amazing food or find people who have leads for jobs for your husband to keep us in Kansas City.
9. Driving is scary. Okay maybe it's a little more scary that I drive a Mini Cooper but suddenly i feel really tiny and surrounded by gigantic tank like cars ready to run us off the road now that I have this tiny human with me.
10. It takes a lot of work to not strangle, kill, scream at, laugh insanely, or cry when Rick tells me he's tired. I gotta count to ten, fight every urge to snap at him and ask him how badly do his boobs hurt. I pumped and gave him a night shift and he learned quickly, his tired isn't like my tired. I am cutting him some slack now that he's decided to move out of the guest room and back with us. I take it as a sign my pregnancy snoring is getting better. AMEN!
11. Taking a shower feels better than any "need to shower" moment ever before in my life.
12. Sleeping on my stomach again.... Weird.
13. Leaving the house takes serious planning and coordination. So long are the days of jumping out of bed last minute.
24. Being a mom feels so good and so right. No matter how tired I get, how sore my body is, how creeped out I am when Peggy goes all poltergeist and roller her eyes around learning how to use them, or how sore my boobs are, she's worth every bit of it!
Oh! Also! Tomorrow, December 22ns is Peggy's official due date! I can't believe she's two weeks old. I'm so thankful I'm not still waiting for her! Clocking in at almost 8 pounds two weeks early, she would have been quite the Christmas ham.