She’s here! She’s here! She’s FINALLY here!
After what felt like the longest pregnancy ever — including being on near bedrest from weeks 20 through 36 and then going 10 days past my due date — my lovely daughter has arrived.
Introducing the new love of my life: Lyla Marie.
She is my heart, and I already can’t imagine life without her. Every backache, couch-ridden day and sleepless night was all worth it. Even after what ended up being a traumatic labor experience (tell-all blog post on the way!), I can honestly say I would do it all over again for my baby girl.
Now that she’s a week old, something has become abundantly clear to me: we are changed, Danny and I.
For me, I feel it in everything I do and every move I make. It all ties back to her. All I want to do is take care of her, love her and make her happy. I’d do anything for her. In one day, all of my priorities changed.
And I love being a mom already. 🙂
For Dan it’s been so awesome to see him become a dad. Whether burping her in her fave burping position, changing her poopy diaper with a smile (and cheering for poopy diapers!) or getting excited to pick out her outfit for the day, he is already an amazing caregiver and protector.
It’s so crazy to me to think that THIS is the little being trapped inside my tummy all those months. This is the little girl whose back I tried to rub in my belly and who made me smile with over-active kicks. The bond I feel with her is already the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
Of course, this whole experience has brought on so much I want to say — sharing my labor story, the truth about what you really need at the hospital and the postpartum struggle.
Stay tuned for more blog posts in the coming weeks. For now, I’m going to enjoy my little girl!