I feel like this post is a long time coming, it's already been five days, but the time to sit down and write does not feel as urgent as getting more sleep (as I'm sure you can imagine), and when I try to think about putting words to what's been going on it feels impossible. Partially due to finding time to sit down and think about the words, and partially due to finding the words themselves. Somehow, describing our past five days, especially her birthday, feels almost impossible.
But, back to the point.
On Tuesday morning at 4:02am I delivered Nora May. She was determined to stay on my good side, because Nora graced us with an "early" (but still full-term) arrival at 38 weeks exactly. She was a healthy 7lbs 5oz and 20in long, so I can't imagine how much chunkier she would've been if she'd waited another two weeks.
All three of my darling daughters have been born on Tuesdays, so I tried to convince Adam that at least her middle name should be Tuesday, but we settled on May instead. (A combination of our mom's first names.)
She came with a full head of dark hair, big chunky cheeks (complete with double chin), and the squished features of a newborn I like to refer to as looking like "a little garden gnome." I have been in love ever since.
We are slowly working on our at-home adjustments and getting enough rest to function (and not be a crabby mess -- that would be me). In some ways it still feels quite unreal that she is here. But she is here, and I can't imagine anyone else but this sweet baby being our Nora.
We are so happy to introduce and welcome our Baby Nora!