The arrival of baby Noah

So my beautiful baby boy Noah finally arrived into the world on 01-28-2013 @ 2:30pm after 12hrs of labor. I love this little guy so much it's overwhelming. I haven't slept more than 8hrs since I gave birth but every time I look at him it's worth every moment I spend awake. He's my perfect little man. I feel like I would do anything for him. He's the center of my universe now. I'm going to enjoy every single second of being his mother.

Still pregnant!! And tired of people!

So I'm two days away from my due date and I'm beyond miserable right now. I'm so sick of the texts and phone calls asking if I had the baby when clearly I have not. If I had I would be posting pictures and talking about it. I'm sick of being told how big I am and getting very unwanted baby advice from people. Shut the fuck up already I don't want anymore advice!!! And I'm very at my limit with people trashing me because I want a natural birth. Like its the worst thing ever or something. Are you mad because you couldn't do it?? Everybody keeps saying well you don't know how painful it is your going to want medicine. Whatever okay. I know what I want for me and my baby so what's the fucking problem?? Why is it your business what type of birth I have? Why do you care? Ugh then comes the oh he's going to be like this or that. Shut the hell up!! Nobody not even me knows how my baby boy is going to be. Stop trying to label my child when he's still in the womb. Leave him be.

L&D

So I've been in L&D for a little over 2hrs now but I'm not in active labor which sucks major ass. They keep saying I'm about to be released but then another nurse walks in and says well we just want to monitor you a little but longer. Ugh I'm hungry, irritated, and ready to go home. I'm only 2cm still and 70% effected. I'm just at the point were I'm just gonna stop thinking about labor so maybe it'll come sooner. I just want to finally be comfortable.

Finally 9 months!!!

Okay so I'm 39 weeks pregnant and I'm beyond miserable!! I'm huge, swollen, I haven't seen my vagina since I was 5 months pregnant, I can't see my feet without laying down, people are always trying to rub my belly, guys are always staring at my engorged breasts and making creepy comments, I'm emotional as hell, I'm peeing every 15mins, I'm never comfortable because I'm so sore and huge, I'm always hungry now, my nipples are always killing me (I've discovered nipple cream now so their not as bad) I can't breath most of the time, it's hard to get enough sleep which sucks because I'm always sleepy. Gosh how do women do these more than once?!?! I can't take it anymore I'm so ready to drop this baby!!! I just want him in my arms already. And starting to get my body back is most definitely a major thought on my mind.

Update

It's been a long time since I've posted anything and so much has happened. I'm no longer living with my god mom which is for the better. I'm super fat and ready to drop this baby ( I'll cover that more in another post lol). After me and Troy had that long talk he went right back to being a complete asshole. We barely talk, he acts like I'm just some girl so at this point even though I'm hurt I'm just over all this. I've had to go through everything dealing with this pregnancy on my own so it makes sense that I'll be raising Noah on my own. My family's really come through these past couple of weeks and have helped me get everything I need for the baby. I'm staying with my nieces friend right now which is good but crazy at the same time. It's good because its free and I don't have to worry about me not having any source of income for now, but the girl is a total pig. She's not here often but when she is she makes enough mess for ten 5yr olds. It's so annoying that a grown ass woman can't even pick her dirty ass panties off the ground or properly dispose of her nasty ass pads. Her dogs pisses and shits wherever it wants and she doesn't care. She doesn't wash dishes pick her clothes up off the ground or make any effort to clean anything. She'll have company and not care that her house looks like pigs live in it. I've talked to her about it but she doesn't care. But that's the price of living somewhere for free. My depression has gotten a little bit better. I've stopped isolating myself as much and I'm trying to talk to people about the way I feel. Lol wow this post is so random but I've had so much pent up inside of me and it feels good to get it all out.