Isabel is kindly giving me a few moments to describe a typical day as a new mom. Activities like writing a post for this blog, showering, even using the bathroom, have become luxuries, not rights. I am routinely covered in baby puke, and at least once daily I am pissed and/or shat upon. Since I am breastfeeding Isabel, the aforementioned shit is a delightful shade of neon orange which has so far defeated all attempts to remove it from clothing. I try to sleep when she sleeps. However, she's taken to making odd sounds during her sleep (kind of a cross between a hiccup and hocking a loogey) which terrify me by making me think she's going to pull a Hendrix and choke on her on vomit. So sleep is something of a luxury now, too.
Luckily, she is so damn cute. She looks up at me with those big eyes and when she has gas she seems to smile in the most wonderful way. I guess I'll keep her for a few weeks more, so I can see what her real smile looks like. It better be cute, kid, or I'm shipping you back to the maternity ward!
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