One month...

One month ago today, I was holding Lily for the first time.

After we were moved from the delivery room to our hospital room when Chris left to go meet his parents downstairs, I was left with Lily alone for the first time. She was asleep in my arms and I was looking over all the goodness that is her and smelling her head and taking in the moment. I will never forget the weight of that moment. Realizing that I was a mom and this little baby in my arms, was my daughter. It was a sweet time I will remember for the rest of her life.

I'm sitting cross-legged on my couch, obviously with my laptop, and there is a little pink bundle laying next to me. I've been making a mental list of things that are different now that I'm no longer pregnant and consequently have a newborn.

Number one. Thank You God, I do not have to visit the ladies room every 20 minutes.

Number two. I have never had as much compassion for a certain farm animal as I do now. Holy dairy cow.

Number three. When I crawl in bed at night, I am usually shivering because it's so cold in our room. But every time I wake up to feed Lily or roll on my stomach just because I can, I find myself in a pool of sweat. It is so gross.

Number four. I have gotten use to a shower becoming very low on the list of priorities, which due to number 3, makes for a hot mess. Seriously it's disgusting.

Number five. I'm dying to take a bath - a bath so hot that it will give me a fever or nearly make me pass out. In case you do not already know this, when you are expecting, you're not supposed to take hot baths. And after the baby comes you have to only take showers for a certain length of time.

Number six. I will never again take buttoning and zipping my pants for granted, bending over for any reason, putting on pants without falling over, getting out of bed without need of a crane, and (sound the trumpets) laying on my stomach...even saying it is refreshing!

Number seven. Because of my lack of sleep, which is taking its toll after four weeks, my vision is a little blurry and it's hard to read things on the computer.

Number eight. When Lily's umbilical cord stump fell off, I couldn't throw it away. It sat on her changing table for several weeks, then I finally realized how hormonal I was being and threw it away.

Number nine. Carrying 20 lbs of weight on the inside is much easier than carrying 7 lbs on the outside...especially when you add the weight of a stupid plastic car seat.

Number ten. I finally get to take pictures of my sweet girl with homemade signs marking each month she is here. I've always loved my friends' pictures of their little ones and now I get to join in on the fun!!