Somebody pinch me...

I think I'm dreaming...could it be, this little bundle of love laying on my chest right now is mine? Straty and I have fallen head over hills in love. I can't believe 41 weeks and 4 days of counting was over on Monday. It hit me yesterday in a good way and of course sad way. What I'm about to say, I know all mommies have felt. The joy of loving your baby and getting to know her, but also the sadness and the emptiness inside your body. I keep expecting that LONG leg knee me in my right hip. Or the rumbling in my tummy when she had hick-ups. Rubbing my belly isn't the same. It used to be hard and full of life. Now, it's a bowl of jelly:) Don't get me wrong, I'm so happy to have met our little daughter, it's just those lovely hormones everyone talks about! I was watching Straty today as he sat on the nursery floor surrounded by dogs, that were sound asleep, while I was nursing in the rocker. He was reading to me from one of our baby books. My heart was pounding and eyes filled with tears. It was our family all together. I started crying watching Straty in the kitchen and then again while holding his baby girl. Emotionally, I'm a mess. I've fallen in love with our daughter and her daddy in a new bonding way. It's so amazing! I know many explained this emotion to me, but I know had no idea. Now I get it.

Amelia is sleeping soundly on my chest. She lifts her head every once and awhile. It's almost time for a feeding, which is going very well, praise God!!!! We're going to her first dr's appointment tomorrow.

I'd love to type more, but sleep calls! XOXOXOX