10 posts tagged “charlotte”

.....I shall flaunt my beautiful family.

Daddy and Baby

Abram and Charlotte 2

*sigh* 

Now I just need to lose some of this baby weight, win the lottery to get a boob lift, and expose my skin to some sun for the first time in 4 years and I'll be worthy of getting in the pic too. 

Mommy & Charlotte

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Motherhood is something completely different than I thought it would be.  While I was fully prepared for loving my daughter, I really had no idea how intensely I would fall for her.  Right now, my body is still going through withdrawal from my hormones, and I find myself tearing up when she makes her unconscious, gassy smiles.  Because in my head, she's smiling at me.  Not her cute farts feeling so good. 

Mommy's Toes

I tear up when I see her sleeping and puckering those tiny little lips.  Or when she curls those itty bitty toes around my finger.  Those itty bitty toes that are exact miniatures of my feet.  Long, monkey toes...

Loving her has come so easily.

There were some things I wasn't prepared for...

-The loneliness of being here with her, 24/7, without friends or time for anything other than feeding, changing, and waiting on her.

-The complete destruction that is my unclean house -- where do I find the time to keep it clean when I'm constantly keeping her from crying?

-My cute purse?  I have transferred my wallet and phone to the diaper bag.  I don't bother with a purse anymore.

-My boobs are out all the time.  I forget that most women dont' just whip out boobs so nonchalantly.  Abram loves it though....

-Poop isn't gross anymore.  Neither is pee.  Even when it's on my hand. 

-Time spent cuddling my husband is precious.  I took it for granted before. 

-Time spent in the shower is precious.  I took that for granted before too.

-Pregnancy hormones are awesome.  Life without them?  Not so much.

-Learning to use every appendage, plus teeth and chin to carry things, pick things up, or hold thngs open while simultaneously holding a baby.  All while having stiches in your ass and blood leaking from your cooch.  I'm way stronger than I thought.

Baby Charlotte was born Nov 18 at 8:48pm.  She was an excrutiatingly delightful 9lbs 10oz.  After 12 hours of labor....she's finally here with us. 

I never thought I could love someone so immediately, or so completely. 

What a thing...

Pretty Girl

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Sleeping Charlotte

I'm starting to hate being so normal throughout this pregnancy.  I haven't had anything to really complain about.  Nothing terribly exciting medically -- which is a blessing of course -- but still....

Now, everyone I know that was pregnant, isn't.  All those little beh-bees have been born.  EARLY!  And I just want my baby here.  Now.  Mostly because I am just damn tired of being pregnant.  I want to be able to put on my own socks and shoes (a chore Abram now does for me).  I want to be able to roll over in the middle of the night and not feel like my belly skin is ripping open.  I want to do some sit-ups.  I want to have a drink.  I want to eat some sushi.  I want to smell my baby's hair....

But, I'm stuck in this terminally normal pregnancy.  No morning sickness, no real pain or inconviences to be worried about.  Absolutley NO sign that this child is eager to leave her toasty-warm home any time soon.  And while I'm very grateful that she's healthy and safe in there, I just want her out of me at this point. 

Pregnancy was cute when I could still shave.  And even see my genitals.  Not so cute anymore.

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I have a feeling she's going to be the answer to a lot of my VOX questions....

• I hate Wednesdays.  There's absolutely nothing to be excited about.  Especially this particular Wednesday.  What do I have to look forward to?   Oh yeah, having the OB swab me for a strep test.  And I'm not talking swabbing of the throat. Who knew you could have strep in your hoo-ha?  Learn something new every day.....

• I've been incredibly irritable lately, not wanting to be bothered, but then hurt or annoyed when I'm ignored.  I feel really fickle.  I get these urges to do something but then I can't decide what to do, or what I'm craving or what I need.  I don't know if this is pregnancy related or just....me.  It's probably hormonal -- but it's annoying either way.

• I'm tired of living here.  Here being South Carolina.  I miss having my Mom around and I miss the more oranized suburban sprawl of up North.  North of here that is...which is Virginia to us.  I want my daughter to grow up somewhere with more...."umph"....and South Carolina only has "umph" in the trendy areas that are inconvienent and expensive.  Plus, all these mosquitoes are driving me fucking insane.  Who am I kidding, i just want to move to get away from the mosquitoes.  Screw the "umph."

• I'm reading all these "Babyproofing Your Marriage" type books and I'm starting to freak out a little bit.  Will we ever have sex again?  Will our cuddly, silly, intimacy be non-existant after Charlotte is born?  Will I have to carry my loos belly skin around in a shopping basket in front of me for the rest of my life?!  These are the burning questions people....right now I'm more concerned about how to keep my post-partum belly skin from draggin on the ground than I am about whether or not I'll be a good parent.  I attribute this to the fact that I've never really doubted my ability to be a good mother.  I do, however,doubt my ability to stay away from the bavarian cream doughnuts after the birth.  *sigh*

• West Virginia sunsets make me swoon.  If I had less teeth and no ambition to work, I'd move to the mountians and live off berries and moss.

Bluefield, WV sunset

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That little girl in there.....

My Dad did something really special for us and built Charlotte a changing table by hand.  It took him about a month, and it's beautiful.  I sent him the dimensions, and he drew it, built it, painted it, and personalized it all on his own.  I've been eager to see if for months, and I finally got it yesterday!!

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He even hand cut the name pieces and the sun....

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I love my Dad!!

...our first look at Charlotte Rossalynn.....

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