On May 19th at 9:20 in the morning, I finally met my little baby Lulu. After 26 hours of labor I held her in my arms (well, after they bathed her of course)! It was amazing! However, I’m not going to lie. It’s been really, really hard. Our first night home was one of the more difficult nights of my life. No one warned me harshly enough about the reality of night #1.
More later. You know, when the baby is sleeping or when I can one handed type while I’m feeding her.