Birth

I wrote about my birth experience, but the blog won't let me copy and paste things into here, so you'll miss out. But, long story short: Gabe was born two days late. There was no cussing involved. He was sunny side up, so there was a lot of back labor. I was sick for a week and a half beforehand, which wasn't the best choice. I ended up taking drugs. And he was very average sized (7 lbs 8.7 oz and 20 in long). I did not prefer being pregnant, but I love being a mom. I haven't had PPD like I thought I was likely to get. As a matter of fact, I don't even think I've had any baby blues. That's weird. Oh yeah, and breastfeeding is NOT the easiest thing ever. For the first few days, I would cry everytime he would feed. Now it's better, but still so painful I cry sometimes. Oh well. Win some, lose some, right? I just LOVE being with him, though.