I'm A Mom
I'm supposed to be 35 weeks pregnant, but I'm not. I'm a mom. A mom to a girl about 4 weeks early. A mom to a girl sleeping right next to me as I write this.
Today is my birthday and I got the greatest present in the world just two days before. How do you top receiving a brand new human? I mean there are no cool clothes or cars that can match that. Of course, just because I had a baby two days before my birthday does not mean you can go around pretending you don't owe me a gift either.
Just some info. For blog purposes and nickname purposes, her name is Rabbit. She is called Rabbit because she has some huge honking feet. Rabbit feet.
She was born on February 16. Now my husband is screwed, he has to worry about Valentines Day, her birthday, and mine, which is February 18.
She weighs 5lbs 5oz. She sleeps alot. She has a hairy back. It's one of the 1st things I noticed. I don't have to worry about waxing her because it's lanugo and goes away with time. I hope so. She also has hair on her ears. I feared for a while my child was a werewolf. Hey at least she doesn't look like this:
She's kind of demanding, but really cute, and I really like her. She will be blogging probably in a couple of months. She's that awesome and smart. It's true, the doctor told me. He told me she is mature and acts like a 37 week old. So there.