I love a good birth story. And I love talking about my own babies’ births. So, even though this blog has been very low on the priority list lately, I wanted to make sure I took the time to write about Chloe’s entrance into the world.
Wow, it's been a long time since I blogged! It's a lot harder to blog or, well, do anything when you're on a newborn's time schedule that's for sure. And I will definitely get back to business eventually (my Fall brides just breathed a sigh of relief! haha), but am choosing to take my time and luxuriate in the awesomeness and uniqueness of a new baby for as long as I reasonably can! I have, however, been wanting to write this post because so many people have literally been asking for it and I've been promising to do it for months. So here we go!
If you read the official laws of the Interwebs, you'll know that if you are a blogger of any sort, and have a baby, you are thus required to document your birth story for the rest of the world to enjoy and/or read in horror. Well, there's no horror story here, so no worries there! But there are definitely gaps because my brain was a little distracted and also I'm convinced part of the miracle of childbirth is that your brain blocks as much of it from your memory as possible so that you'll be more inclined to go through it all again for subsequent babies!