THE saddest day of my life was yesterday when I had to leave my 8 week old baby at the baby sitter's house. I have been frantically searching for work-from-home jobs since he was born, but nothing seemed legit...or even plausible. I am still trying to convince Hubs to sell the house and move into a smaller one so that I can stay home. He hasn't folded yet though.
I mean...who wouldn't miss this guy?
Everyone, meet Desmond. My little bundle of absolute joy. I know I kind of left you hanging, but being a mom to a newborn is exhausting and when I had time to myself...I was sleeping. But, I wouldn't trade it for the world. He has changed my life completely.
He was born on July 8th at 8:12 in the morning. He was 6 pounds, 13 ounces and had to be delivered via C-section because the little booger wouldn't turn upside down. The first two weeks were rough, what with recovery from major abdominal surgery and all the late night feedings, but after that we seemed to get the swing of things. I was with him 24/7 up until yesterday and now I feel like I'm missing a limb.
We had a hard road through pregnancy and delivery but I would do it all over again.