I may not remember today’s date or if I took a shower this morning, can’t tell if it’s day or night, just feels like a stretch of time. A long stretch. Sleep deprived- I shut my eyes and sang for her, my sore arms rocked her back and forth. Then, at the crack of dawn, with a nip of winter chill, I caught a glimpse of my baby smiling in her sleep.
Her smile has stirred a kind of fierce love inside of me that I didn’t know I even had.
19 days in, and oh so overwhelmed. And! Crazy postpartum hormones, go away!!