At 8:31am on the 29th of September, after nearly 40 hours of induced labor and almost 6 hours of on and off pushing, my world got a little bit bigger and a little big better. Exhausted beyond anything I had ever felt before, the majority of that time is a complete blur. Right up until the moment that I heard the words "it's a boy". That moment is still perfectly clear in my mind. A sweet, beautiful little boy. Jaxon Michael Simons, my son.
It's now been a little over two weeks since that moment and it's been an adventure. After the worlds easiest pregnancy, my labor left me with severe anemia which has been causing me some difficulties. That is thankfully improving and I am feeling much better. As for our little man, we couldn't be more blessed. He is sweet and snuggly and cries only when he's hungry or needs to be changed. He sleeps for three hours at a time (last night we even had an almost four hour stretch) and is the most perfect thing that I have ever laid eyes on. I could hold him and love on him and kiss his chubby cheeks all day long.
It still seems so strange to me that I am his mommy. That my pregnancy and labor all really happened and that he is the end result. After years and years of dreaming of becoming a mom and months of trying to get pregnant, to look at his beautiful face and know that my dream is real makes me so incredibly happy. It's surreal.
And watching my husband become a father... there are no words for the emotions that get brought out in me at seeing that. He is absolutely in love with our son and that little boy adores him just as much. My heart feels like it could burst when I watch them together.
Of course, there is also our "first born", Izzy. She is obsessed with her little human brother and very protective of him. Where he goes, she isn't far behind.
Becoming this little boys mommy has been everything that I ever dreamed of and so much more.