It’s been a week since our little man arrived, and wow, nobody was joking about all the sleepless nights.
Labour was intense and terribly painful, and nothing compared to the bout of Braxton Hicks I got hit with earlier. But a little support can go a long way and I’m so thankful Adam was by my side. I don’t know how I would have gotten through those ten excruciating hours without him, let alone not go into a panicking frenzy when my water broke while I was grocery shopping! But that’s a story for another day. Maybe when I’ve clocked in more than two hours of sleep a night. Though I doubt that will be anytime soon.
Hearing that little cry at the very end of all the pushing was the most relieving thing the both of us has ever heard.
We’re all in recovery mode now. Well, except Daniel. He seems to be just as excited about finally being in the world as his mommy and daddy are about him too.
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