Wow, it's crazy to think that today is our due date, and here I sit cuddling an almost 3 week old in my arms! The end of pregnancy seems to drag on, with the anticipation of an adorable, cooing little baby to hold; but once that baby is home, pregnancy suddenly feels like ages ago.
Despite the expected exhaustion, becoming a family of three was such a natural transition. We are captivated by our son, and truly can (and do) stare at him for hours. The way his forehead gathers 3 wrinkles when he raises his eyebrows, or his milky lips pucker and smack after nursing. His shrill scream every time I change his diaper, and his multiple sneezes that gradually become cute coughs. Each time he tightly grasps one of our fingers or stretches his arms out in a hugging motion, we fall more deeply in love. Multi-tasking? Productivity? Keeping house? Those words have lost all meaning at this point in time. We have more important things to do, like cuddling. Or gazing into each other's eyes.
As for the labor and delivery, it was too intense to write about in a blog entry, but I will say this. In our natural childbirth class (hypnobabies), they impressed upon us that the births you see on tv and in the movies are not real life, at all. We watched several natural birthing videos that calmed my nerves about the experience, and even excited me for it. That was not my experience though. I felt very much that I had a dramatic "movie" birth experience. Nonetheless, Hans Royal is healthy and precious and tiny as a button, here at home with us. We couldn't be happier.