And how is mommy doing?

Since last Saturday...

I have not slept for more than 4 hours in a row--and that much only once or twice.

I've averaged one shower every other day.

Every single muscle on my skeletal structure has spent a significant period of time absolutely aching.

I have experienced the most excruciating pain humanly imaginable.

My hands and feet have managed to swell to unbelievable dimensions.

I really couldn't say what day of the week it is without checking an electronic source.

Suddenly various bodily functions of my own body and our daughter's have become the exciting news worth celebrating and discussing at length for both me, my husband and all of our closest friends and family. I never thought I'd care this much about anybody's poop before, ever.



However...

I have never felt more [insert every positive emotion here, including but not limited to; Love, peace, devotion, contentment, joy, awe, appreciation, gratitude...] in my whole life or ever dreamed possible for someone to experience at all.



And so...

My whole life, all I ever really wanted to be was a mother and have a family of my own. The fulfillment of that this week is pretty stunning to me. Without much warning...it just sort of...happened. I'm still sort of scratching my head processing the fact that it's real.

And although it's said in the song with a very different tone, the words ring true for me.

"Happy is what happens when all your dreams come true."

Happy is what has happened to me since last Saturday.