"The first 6 weeks are really hard"

This quote has been said to me more times than Miranda has pooped! Hard doesn't describe what these past 6 weeks have been to me. Hard, never. She is my child, it is not hard. Digging ditches is hard, chinese torture is hard, listening to Folta and Chad argue, that is hard. It is a learning experience for sure tho.

Things that I’ve learnt since having Miranda…

1. 4 Hours of sleep is a full night’s sleep. Anything above and beyond that can be seen as gravy.
2. When changing diapers, paper beats rock.
3. Your baby will only take a dump once you’ve changed her diaper.
4. Rocking a baby to sleep for 20 minutes means that she will wake up as soon as you put her down.
5. She will only smile when you put the camera down.
6. When I wanted to have her out so badly 2 months ago, someone should have shot me for saying that.
7. People that have kids are entitled to tell you how to deal with her.
8. People that don’t have kids are entitled to tell you how to deal with her.
9. I can type really well with one hand.
10. You get used to the smell of baby puke very quickly.

Mary Kate and Ashley said it best....

How rude! Gosh, sorry to bring up such a cheesey show, but I had to....This woman has me in such a tizzy right now, I have to get this out...now!

Some background. She is not a friend of mine, never has been. She is the wife of one of my husband's friends. She is pregnant and due in a month. She knows everything. She is perfect.

Her and her hubby came over to visit us this afternoon. Upon her arrival, I had just woken up from a much needed nap. She walks in and scans my home that I will admit could use some cleaning, but just to give you an idea how much I needed to sleep, I left my breastmilk sitting out of the fridge by the pump--which means its spoiled!...anyways, she strolls in, perfect slender body with this perfect belly.

She doesn't ask me how I am doing, how I have healed or anything like that. She informs me that she is birthing naturally. And that if had 'stuck it out' pain wise, that I wouldn't have needed a c-section. I told her that my baby never dropped fully, baby head was facing the wrong way and I never dilated pass 3cm...oh and the baby had distress....that is why I had a c-section.

I make a comment that I am able to get around, do housework, go for walks, etc., and she says S: You should be careful, if you never worked out before then you shouldn't start now.
WTF! I have NEVER worked out before! She doesn't know about my Taebo days!
Me: Wow, that was rude!
S: oh you know what I mean.
Me: No I don't.
S: ...yea...So are you getting out these days or are you just staying inside?
Me: We go to Walmart all the time actually (She hates and I mean HATES Walmart!)

No other word for her then bitch really. Then to her husband she says, 'oh Jeremy, we need to get home. I want to do some laundry, pick up some groceries and mow the lawn.'

Ok, now she is showing off. She is 9 nine months pregnant. I told her to enjoy her sleep, take some time off to herself (which she informed me she didn't need!). Get out of my dirty house!

I wish her well. I hope breastfeeding is a breeze, she labours well and she bounces back within days. Just not around me--cuz she's a smoker--even while pregnant, won't quit while breastfeeding.