Newborn life…

I had forgotten how squeaky newborns are… how they guzzle milk and spit all over and squeak and squawk as their lungs, esophagus, and reflexes work out all the kinks.

I had forgotten how their legs make a perfect “M” shape from being folded up so tightly for weeks on end. Around here we call them “womb knees.”

I didn’t understand when they warned me, “Your toddler will seem SO huge to you once you hold a newborn baby again.” Zianne has always been a giant to me, but since her sister was born it feels like she gained at least 20 pounds. I look at her body and watch her mannerisms and feel like she should be in second grade already.

I had forgotten I would have to change my clothes at least three times a day because baby bodily fluids abound!

I had forgotten how newborns look and sound like little dinosaurs when they are hungry for milk.

I didn’t fully believe them when they said delivery and recovery would be easier the second time around, but I’m so glad they were right. I’ll take nine hours of labor over twenty hours any time.

I am quickly remembering that a babe sleeping on your chest is the best.