...and I'm back.

We've had some major developments since my last post. Turns out the "until they would induce me" part of my pie chart was totally unnecessary. I gave birth almost 14 whole days ago (after a full day of completely unmedicated labor - yes, I am a champion). 

How do they decide how long labor lasts anyway? Should I count from when I first knew I was having regular contractions? When they got bad enough that I stopped trying to do laundry and clean the house before people came? Is there some duration and frequency that officially marks the beginning? I feel like I should know these things, but I don't and saying I was in labor for 16 hours sounds like a really long time.

Anyway, at the end of all that I had a gorgeous new baby

a completely unnecessary IV thing,a self inflicted scratch on my forehead and perhaps a tiny bit of PTSD.  That night I told Austin that if we were going to do this again we were adopting. The smile in the picture is a little bit joy of new motherhood and a whole lot of super happy she we outside of my body. I got over it by day two.

Two weeks later she's filled out and looks way cuter. At least I think she does. And her shirt says so. That means it must be true.

Now that we've normalized a bit I think I'll be back to posting starting with all the awesome nursery projects I worked on before her birth, but never got around to documenting. I'm planning on taking a metric crap ton of pictures today and posting about them over the next couple of weeks.

I'll probably post some entertaining stories about new motherhood too. I'm convinced Norie was having contraction nightmares the day after she was born. She must take after me. I'm pretty sure I did too.