I might have given birth, but you wouldn’t know by just looking at me. Oh the joys of postpartum.
Charlotte Evelyn Deon Langford was born at 10:48 AM on August 14, 2013. She is 7lbs 10oz, 20 1/2 in long. She was born after 11 hours of not awful labor that included 2 hours of agonizing pushing.
^^I love this picture of Chris with Evelyn. He didn’t even want to put her down to do paperwork.
Evelyn is named after her Grandma Charlotte, her great great grandma Evelyn Deon, her great grandma Judy Deon, her grandma Paula Deon and me, her Momma, Jocelyn Deon.
You’ll have to be patient and wait for the very detailed account of my labor until my awesome sister-in-law does the birth story. I’m so excited to see it. The day was kind of a blur.
Until then you’ll have to be satisfied with hearing how “wonderful” postpartum life has been. (Notice my use of quotes).
I’m sitting reclined on the couch where I have been since I got up this morning, watching my baby girl sleep on my chest. I have been sitting here all day because my daughter’s enormous head popped my tailbone out of place and I can’t actually walk. Well I can walk but it’s more like a slow old man in need of a walker kind of shuffle.
I haven’t slept for more than a couple hours since I went into labor because my cute munchkin is on this up all night sort of sleeping schedule.
To get her to calm down or sleep and also stay alive, I breastfeed her. I’m glad it helps her live and us bond but it feels like a beaver has sharpened it’s teeth and is gnawing on my boob.
And to make matters worse, the necessity of using the bathroom now carries with it the complication of stitches mixed with my discomfort of sitting on anything hard.
But I have the most beautiful baby girl I have ever seen and she’s all mine. And incredibly it makes the pain and discomfort worth it. I am so in love with her. It’s still not really sinking in that she’s mine. That she is what has been in my belly all this time. I am truly amazed. And amazed at how natural it has been for both Chris and I to take on our role as parents. Despite all my discomfort, I am overwhelmingly happy.
I’m a mom.
Oh and get this, her gestational age was 39 weeks which means that my second due date of August 22 was the more accurate one and she wasn’t late at all. In fact she was early!