19 Hours of Labor Later. . .

The pressures of being a working mom are definitely tough. Working 40 hours a week, staying up all night with the baby, cooking, cleaning and having quality time for the fiancé. Phewwww! Don't even ask about how the wedding planning is going. It's not. That is low on the totem pole at the moment.

Is motherhood everything I thought it would be? It's better. After a 19 hour delivery (watched The Muppets Movie twice and Terminator 2), my sweet baby Zo Zo was born. 7 lbs, 6 oz, 20 3/4 inches long. It was an amazing experience.

I tried to have a natural birth. I made it 2 hours after my water broke. I was only one centimeter. What a pussy! That epidural made the next few hours a lot better. I was able to do my hair and make up before I actually started pushing. My body after birth? I won't lie, it was a fucking wreck. Being pregnant and huge sucked, but even worse was not being pregnant and huge. I was mildly horrified when I didn't automatically slim back down. I still looked 4 months pregnant. And I won't even talk about my poor lady bits. It was horrible. I started to get depressed about it. I wasn't interested in sex. I hated my body and there was no way humanly possibly I could have felt sexy if I tried. Then, everything just snapped back into place. I lost the rest of my weight. I started to look in the mirror and smile again. My butt even went from pancake to perky again! And I've only counted one stretch mark.

Sweet baby Zo Zo is an amazing child. She's definitely a smile whore. Having a bad day? All you have to do is say hi to her, and she'll flash you a huge grin. Her favorite songs are Three Little Birds by Bob Marley and the Itsy Bitsy Spider. Her favorite show is Sophia the First. She loves basketball. Her favorite team is Golden State (she has a crush on Steph Curry. Don't tell her dad). Her favorite story is The Twelve Dancing Princesses. Her favorite toy is by far is her swing. She spends hours in that thing.

The hardest thing about motherhood is figuring out yourself. New mom Autumn is a completely different person. I dress more conservatively, I'm a home body and a super light weight. My brain is having a hard time realizing that I can't drink like I use to. My issue when I've been out is that I end up getting too drunk too quickly and fall asleep by 11. I've only had the opportunity to drink less than a hand full of times since I've had the baby. It's hard with her always around, plus I'm breast feeding.

As much as I went through mentally and physically with pregnancy and birth, I'd love another child. Maybe in like three years. The hard part will be convincing fiancé. He's not about that life.

For all the moms out there, I'm planning on having a Thirty One purse party. Thirty One is the absolute best in cute, giant, mom bags. So let me know if you're interested.

I'm trying to get back into blogging on a semi regular basis so be on the look out. I have lots of grill recipes I want to write about, baby product reviews and I plan on working on more craft projects now that it's trying to get warm. So make sure you come on back soon!