I'm going to begin this blog with a huge apology. I have not updated since, well, since I couldn't see my toes! Life has completely slipped away from me, but I'm not going to give up on this little project. Needless to say, I will do my best to keep this blog updated and alive!!
So Corbin is 3 months old. It's hard to believe, fathom, or even remotely come to grips with this fact! People aren't kidding when they say that the first 3 months you are in "survival mode." I would have to wholeheartedly agree with this. I was so naive (read "dumb") to think otherwise. I don't think I slept for the first few weeks, and he was a great baby!
Labor and delivery is definitely the hardest, most rewarding experience ever. I pause here, because it's also a great number of other things that only a woman with children can attest to. I won't go into details, but it's one of those experiences that I will never forget!
Corbin was 9 lbs. 6 oz., 21" at birth. We (including our obstetrician) thought he was going to be 7 1/2, maybe 8 pounds. We were all shocked. Let me tell you, there's no worse feeling than hearing your Dr. say "oh my gosh," as she delivers your baby. Fortunately, she quickly followed with "he's humungous!"
All in all, we were sent into the world with this precious newborn, and were fully expected to keep it alive. Can you say daunting? Overwhelming? I remember looking down at my little man and praying for a sign of what I was supposed to do.
Fast forward 3 months. Here we are - still alive and perfect and healthy. I still look down at Corbin and wonder - how did we do it? How are we still doing it? I think it helps to always look forward.
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