Aurora Jeannette 11/30/2010

Meet my perfect little bean!!

Very first picture!

One day old! @ Women and Infants Hospital, Prov. RI

So perfect! And all that hair!

Teeny little feet!

Snug as a bug! 1 month old!

My baby girl is two months old tomorrow!

So I guess I've been neglecting this blog a little. It's not that I haven't been writing, it's just that other things took priority. I'll attempt to start transferring things soon. I took a look at the older posts... It's so odd to see something I wrote when I didn't even know I was having a girl... it all happened so fast that I almost can't remember those two months of uncertainty. So quickly it was replaced by plans and preparations, books and blogs and websites, shopping and registries, cleaning and nesting, resting and refocusing. I was struck today with the thought that this time last year the idea of being a mom was a far off 'maybe' whereas now I can't imagine another life. How swiftly things change.

I'm going to attempt to keep up with this now since the little one has more predictable naps and the hectic part is over for the moment... but no promises. I used to be one of those people who blogged constantly and updated with every little event but over the last few years that urge has faded to the background a bit. Funny how when life is actually full of things to document, the need dissipates.

Over the last three months I've prepared for childbirth, changed doctors, attempted a natural birth, ended up with a medically assisted one due to other circumstances, had a baby, dealt with the first panic of motherhood when my daughter couldn't nurse and developed jaundice, disconnected from her 'dad' and settled into mommy life... yet I've posted almost nothing. I have however been writing and taking an obscene amount of pictures and filling her first year scrapbook with all sorts of mementos so it's not like I've been totally disconnected, my method of chronicling this little journey just took a detour for awhile.
I think as time goes by and a have more spare moments on my hands I can devote a bit more effort to this project. Here's hoping!

Prenatal care and a happier return to hospitals...

Took a tour of the hospital tonight, just waiting for the bus which isn't for another half hour. It's weird, all this time spent in hospitals, it's like I'm 17 again visiting my mother. They say old habits die hard but I think they just sleep... waiting for you to need them again. The sterile lights, antiseptic smell, crappy dollar coffee in a paper cup, stale vending machine snacks. Everything always seems out of time in places like this. Everything moves incredibly slow or far too fast. Comforting and stressful at the same time. Waiting and watching and passing time. I caught myself sitting here, reading useless pamphlets and long since expired magazines while drinking my tepid watered down coffee and couldn't help but think how funny it is that you can so easily settle into a familiar long lost rhythm you thought you'd forgotten. I spent months of my life in and out of places like this watching my mother die, it's sadly ironic that the very next time I'd be here is because I'm bringing a new life into the world.