And then there was Boo

I guess it would be best to start with my pregnancy with Boo. I've never wanted anything more than to be a mommy. I went to a college preparatory high school where the girls were trained to be doctors and lawyers (however several ended up being strippers...imagine that). Anyhow, my dream was to be a stay at home mom so you can imagine the looks I got! So getting pregnant was supposed to be step one in my lifelong dream. NO! I freaked out swearing the child was going to have a serious disorder if I didn't miscarry first. I hated pretty much everything about being pregnant. I don't care what anyone says, being pregnant is the most unnatural thing that can happen to a woman's body!!! I had constant morning sickness without vomiting until week 18. I had the world's worst road rage. My boobs hurt, my back hurt, I ended up having fainting spells from low blood pressure (one while I was driving....awesome), it hurt to no end when the baby moved and I was always waiting for him to make me spontaneously vomit or poop my pants (never happened). Labor was fine....nineteen and a half hours with only ten minutes of pushing. His heart rate dropped quickly and they pulled out hedge sheers for an episiotomy. I took one look at those and pushed him out!! His APGAR score was a 2 (on a scale of 1-10 with 1 being the worst). They did CPR and he was fine. Very scary, but his five minute APGAR score was a 9. Then I attempted breastfeeding and we all went to sleep. I woke up to find blood blisters all over my poor boobs! Insert several painful meetings with lactation consultants, missed sleep and four second degree tears down there and life SUCKED! I officially thought I had ruined my life!!!

Insert two weeks of secretly planning running away and failed breastfeeding attempts. I gave up on being the perfect mommy early...breastfeeding wasn't going to work. At 6 weeks I cried because I couldn't go back to work yet (6 more weeks off via Paid Family Leave). By 12 weeks I cried because I thought I may have to go back to work. From there life got much better and Boo was a perfect baby. By about 2.5 months he was sleeping ten plus hour stretches...insert Bubbi Oops here.