The Little Lady is one month old today! The good news is that I have survived the first month of life with both a newborn and a toddler. The bad news is that it's only been a month, despite the fact that it feels as though it's been three years. Oh my God, I had completely and totally forgotten just how s-l-o-w-l-y the first few weeks (months?) of life with a newborn pass. How can the Little Lady only be four weeks old when I feel as though she's been keeping me awake FOREVER?! I just keep reminding myself that the sleepless nights are only temporary and it will get better and that I can survive another five months of exhaustion, but even I'm starting to not believe my own BS.
I'm a bit of a walking zombie, but I figured a month is quite long enough for all six of my loyal readers to be without the daily musings of Mama Lane, and it's high time that I share the details of the Little Lady's entrance downstage vagina. So here's the dealio: I honestly had a really amazing birth experience. Don't get me wrong, it hurt like a motherf*cker, and my lady parts still sting every time I pee, but overall it went better than I could've expected. I had a natural, unmedicated birth for the second time, and I couldn't be happier. Sure, I spent most of my labor crying and saying "I can't do this" but in the end it was so worth it; mostly because I can't wait to guilt trip my kids by telling them that I gave birth without pain medication. That's seriously like the best thing to hold over their heads EVER.
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