Who's The Baby?

Hannah is now 8 weeks old. I can hardly believe how quickly the first two months have flown by. I have to say that of anything I've ever done in my life, being a parent is the hardest. I have never been drained quite so physically and emotionally as I have been these past several weeks. Nor have I ever experienced such intense happiness - I can't even describe it. Needless to say, the three of us are adjusting to each other and we're beginning to get the hang of things.

I go back to work on Monday. And while I'm grateful to have a good job, I'm not looking forward to spending most of my days apart from my daughter. It hit me today that I have not been away from Hannah for almost a year - nine months in utero and two months post-partum. And now I'll be spending nine hours away from her daily. I always thought it would just be sad to leave her, but I have to say that it's more than that. It's a little traumatic leaving a person that's literally been with you for so long. I know it sounds dramatic, but that's where I am. I expect I'll be a crying mess next week, but that's nothing new. :)

Yo Mama...

I was reminded the other day of another preggo story that I hadn't blogged about:

In the last month of pregnancy, I got up to pee every hour like clockwork. The urge would strike me throughout the night, and it was all I could do to stumble into the bathroom fast enough.

One particular night upon returning to bed, I quietly crept back into the bedroom so as not to wake my big sleeping bear of a husband. Without rustling the covers too much, I sat on the edge of the bed. But before I could even swing my kankles under the covers, I heard a huge crack and suddenly fell to the floor. Somehow I broke the bed. I got up and saw that the slats holding up my side of the bed had given way and the whole mattress tilted on its side... with my husband still in the bed. :)

We ended up fixing the bed - no big deal. But my final thought as I eventually fell asleep was that someday I would tell Hannah, "Yo Mama was so fat, when she was pregnant, she broke the bed."