I’m back! I know it has been a while since my last post, but I was busy baking my little bun in the oven, followed by pushing her out into this wonderful, yet scary world. Riley Grace Stewart was born on April 17, 2013 at 1:53pm. She weighed 6.6 lbs and was 19.5 inches long. Absolutely perfect in my opinion.
The actual birth was quite amazing. Excruciating, but amazing. Child birth class nailed it when they said the baby’s head crowning feels like a ring of fire. Literally, it does. You think you are going to die and then all of sudden the baby arrives and you forget all about the pain you were in two minutes earlier. That is the real miracle of child birth.
The first month was incredibly hard. My anxiety skyrocketed and I was so sleep deprived that I could barely form sentences. Mommy brain is no joke people. You literally forget everything and feel 100 times stupider .. wait.. more stupid?… see what I mean? ..sigh…
This picture pretty much sums it up:
I promise you, it wasn’t pretty. I no longer asked Pat if I looked “OK,” but instead asked him if I had spit up in my hair or poop on my shirt, which most of the time I did. I think everyone had their doubts on how I would handle the “messiness” that comes with being a mom, but I think I am doing pretty well.
Some important things I’ve learned:
- Baby wipes are like mommy gold. They are good for EVERYTHING. Spit up in your hair, on your shirt, shoes, car, bag, desk, coworker, or random stranger? Baby wipes do the trick. You can never have too many!
- Don’t support your baby from the bum if you know they’ve just pooped. If you do, you are asking for a poop explosion up the back. Hold them under the knees, it is much safer.
- Don’t over-analyze the poop. Baby poop is weird.. so is talking about poop… but let me tell you, as a new mom, you do it all the time. “What does the poop look like?” is such a common question with babies… and the answer is always different. “Green? orange? brown? does it have seeds?…” I’m not gonna lie, it is gross…really gross.
- Always have at least two extra outfits for you and the baby… that is if you don’t want to smell like poop, pee, or vomit for the rest of the day. I’m sure my preparedness is appreciated by more than just me…no one likes the girl that smells like puke.
- Diaper genies have magic powers, really, they do. That being said, they can’t magically fix themselves if a mom…hypothetically… tries to push one too many diapers into it. That is an automatic fail.
- Finally, I’ve come to the conclusion that pumping is the most un-sexy thing I have ever done. As a nursing mother, you already feel like a walking milk buffet that is open 24/7. The moments of feeling sexy are few and far between and having suction cups attached to your boobs making the sound of a printer really just adds insult to injury.
With that being said, my 3:30 pm pump break has come to an end! Here are some adorable photos of our little ginger for you to enjoy!