Baby G.

Over a year absence from the blog.
I got pregnant. On purpose.
My body dislikes pregnancy. Thirty weeks in, I went into premature labor and was hospitalized for about a week. Six weeks of bed rest followed to prevent me from going into labor too early. My baby arrived 2 days after his due date....
I had a baby boy. A large 9lb. 14oz. baby boy. A planned home birth without any pain medication. I'm a total glutton for punishment.
G was a high needs infant. I haven't slept for longer than a 2 hour stretch in 8 months. My memory is gone.
He is my world and mostly adorable. At 7 months old, he is crawling and loud and hilarious. He is bald and looks exactly like his dad.
I quit my job. I'm now a completely boring person.
I can sing "Hush, little baby" over and over while simultaneously thinking about something else.
I have made wonderful new mom friends. Our playgroups keep me sane.
G went for a jog with his dad today in the jogging stroller. His six month contract with the baby union to scream hysterically in any stroller just expired. This is a wonderful new activity. Half an hour of me time.
It is 40 degrees out today. Infant fuzzy suit required. Bear ears optional.