I have so much to say...
But every time I sit down to write a post, my mind goes blank.
All I can think to say is that I have the most beautiful and perfect daughter in the world.
I'm afraid you're going to get a lot of that.
I would like to tell you about her birth. How she screamed for the first two hours of her life nonstop. How her left collarbone broke during delivery.
I'd like to tell you about her first week home. Her three visits to the pediatrician for jaundice. Her sleeping on her daddy's chest.
I'd like to tell you how I'm doing. How much harder and cooler breastfeeding is than I expected. How much I love being able to type right now with my leg on the compter desk. How much I currently hate how my belly looks.
I would like to tell you what my mental state is like. How there are times when I am completely overwhelmed with amazement. How there are times when I am completely overwhelmed with fear. How last night was the first night since we've been home that I didn't get out of bed every time I woke up to make sure she was still breathing.
There's lots I would like to tell you. For now, please accept these very small bits of info. Hopefully my mind will slow down enough for me to coherently write a post or two or three. For now, know that I am amazed and in love.