While I'm fried in nearly every sense, I still feel the need to find humor in all situations serious and joyful. Having said that, let me poke some fun at myself. Let's take a look at my "Mother's Intuition"
A. I did not have a huge baby. He was 7lbs 5oz and 18 1/2 inches long. I was smaller than him at birth.
B. I did not, as I swore I would, have a long labor. My insistence of having a long, drawn-out labor makes for a crazy story now, but my stubbornness on Sunday night caused quite a few problems and some very intense moments.
C. I didn't have the baby early. I was convinced this whole pregnancy that I would deliver at least two weeks early. Paul was born a day before his due date, but in my head it was as if he were already ten days late.
Now, in true mother spirit, I admit that while the adrenaline is still pumping, I'm exhausted.