smitten

We are in love with our baby girl. If you are one of the lucky and experience "normal" pregnancies I can not adequately describe to you the feeling of living week to week, for 36 weeks, hoping your body will allow your baby to make it where Zoe did. But somehow we got our wished-for ending. She came out protesting, pink and healthy, and after a small problem of low blood sugar was able to come home with us like a regular newborn. Zoe is a new normal for us and despite the lack of sleep we're loving it.

Zoe loves to be swaddled. And eat - she is a little porker! She is sleeping extremely well right now, mostly in the Boppy lounger, waking every 2-4 hours to eat. She hated her first bath last night. She has quite a set of lungs for being so tiny. It is strange for me to say she's tiny when Rhys was 1lb 7oz at birth, but it's true. But then again, nearly everything with her is completely opposite from our experience with Rhys so far. The pedi checked her out before before discharge and was happy, so we'll bring her back in another week or so for a checkup.

According to my OB everything went well with my surgery and my uterus looked great. Very funny that he seemed to be patting himself on the back for a job well done with my prior classical incision. Seems odd now that I was able to ask him "how does my uterus look?" while lying on the OR table. The scar tissue is there and visible but looked as he hoped so he was able to do a regular c-section cut this time. Great news!

Rhys has been a little stinker the last few days. I think partly because Cody and I were gone for several days, but also because he has a new noise-maker that has invaded his house. He will smile at Zoe but doesn't want to get too close yet. He has been whining a lot more than normal and very little makes him happy. Ugh! He knows something is up so I guess my predictions that he will know no difference weren't accurate!