12 days

The little Zo-ster is 12 days old today.

We stayed home from church again today.  I love that time with her, like I said before.  4 hours of quiet and no interruptions of staring at her, napping beside her; there is something pretty awesome about napping with a newborn.  

I had a little emotional meltdown for a bit yesterday (everything finally caught up with me), so the time alone with Zoe was extremely welcomed today. 

I've been wanting to take some newborn pictures of her, but things have been so busy that I hadn't yet.  We - she and I - took advantage of the quiet, no-interruption time to do just that.

I wanted to take pictures before her umbilical cord fell off cuz, you know, it makes them look so much newer, but too late for that; it fell off on Tuesday when she was 7 days old.

I forgot to mention in the post about her birth that immediately after she was delivered, before the cord was cut, the midwife told me to take her.  I took her and just as I started pulling her up toward me the midwife said, "Whoa, stop."  Her cord was so short that she couldn't go any further.  Not only was the cord short, but the placenta was small.  I wonder if that had anything to do with her growth restriction.

They were going to have a pathologist look at the placenta (hope this isn't too much info - sorry if it is).  I want to know what they say about it.

But Zoe looks great and is for sure on her way to chub-hood.  Her face is really filling out.   

My due date was 2 days ago, when she was 10 days old.  I know that that is not that early - she was considered full term - but I keep feeling that it's so crazy that she is here already and that I'm not pregnant anymore.  Sort of surreal in a way.  

But it is real, and I am SO glad, and grateful, and blessed that it is.

She is so sweet and beautiful (and squeaky), and she is mine.