I'm trying to get ready mentally for the arrival of Baby #2. We've been showing Violet lots of her own baby photos to help prepare her for the new addition.
Adam is an expert swaddler. Here is the preferred 'burrito wrap', complete with earplugs. Violet was LOUD! Really, really loud. I truly think I have some hearing damage from when she was an infant. This time around, I won't hestitate to wear earplugs during crying spells.
Violet was born just a few days after Christmas. It was an uncomfortable holiday, but I was excited.
Here I was in labor before we left the house. Not a happy camper. Labor.......eeek!!!! They say, "Oh, you forget the pain." Hey, guess what----I haven't. Don't think I ever will. I had Violet 100% naturally. I will NOT be doing that again. I'm really, really looking forward to pain meds this time around.
I remember being totally exhausted and looking like crapola after she was born. I lost a lot of blood during the delivery and was a strange gray color for a few weeks. I looked like a zombie. The black and white shots camoflague the deathly pallor.
It's so strange to think I have a tiny little person in me right this very moment. She probably doesn't look too different from the photo above of Violet. She might be in that exact position right now, eyes open and everything.
The surreal part is that moment when she goes from being inside to being outside. Not the birth part, but the fact that she goes from an idea (very real, but still internal and unshared) to being a living, breathing person that is part of our world.