our daughter is here

So surprise! I did not stay pregnant forever. Our little girl, Ursula Joy, was born after a little medical prompting on Monday, April 27 at 1:15 p.m., 16 days after her due date. She's named after my late Oma (German for Grandma) and we call her Ulla for short, pronounced oo-la. The fact that she's a girl remains the biggest shock of my life.

I began working on her birth story the week we brought her home but haven't gotten back to it since. I thought it would be one of those things that would be a quick-write but I couldn't have been more wrong. So that's back-burnered and I will eventually get around to finishing it in all of its TMI glory. (Update: You can read her birth story here.)

What I can tell you now is that being a mom is absolutely everything I thought it would be. It's deliciously exhausting and I spend the majority of my day with her on my chest. I've heard too often that this time passes too quickly, so I'm savoring every second. To-do's can be done later. And showers? That's what dry shampoo is for. And that little peri-bottle they give you at the hospital... It does the job.

Watching my big, bearded husband- the guy that swore up and down before she was born that he'd NEVER baby talk- speak in the highest, baby-talkiest voice continues to melt my heart.  We're so in love with her.

John's family came down a few days after she was born and his sister brought her camera. This is the result. 


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