Wow. It’s amazing how easy it is to forget.
40 weeks and 1 day was only last week. I was so spent. I was so emotional. I was so very pregnant.
It was Father’s Day, and I had planned on putting Eliot in his little “I heart DAD” onesie, which would have been way way too big, but of course, that wouldn’t have mattered one bit! It is very hard for me to relate to myself in that state…just goes to show how babies brainwash:)
The morning Eliot was born, before I knew what the day would hold, I wrote in my journal about how I felt. I remember thinking to myself that I wanted to have it recorded, because I would forget. And I have…”This may be the hardest thing I’ve ever done…” The words are so foreign! Was I really that tired? Could I have actually felt so very disappointed and impatient?
Looking back now, pregnancy was all butterflies and rainbows:)
I am really happy he’s here.
And what an amazing journey recorded in Project Baby.
One more photo left…the one that makes it all worth it. Stay tuned!
(p.s. I’m really trying to rest and recover, however difficult that is for a busybody like me. So, posting will be spotty if I’m doing a good job with my napping. Thanks for understanding:)
