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Look, Mom!! No stretchmarks!!

I've never been one of those girls with a fast metabolism, who can eat whatever they want, never exercise and still stay a size 4. Freaks. In fact, I'm the opposite. My metabolic rate is sluggish at best and weight loss is next to impossible without a strict regiment of working out and eating basically nothing.

I tell you this because, for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm getting a taste of the other side. Matt, Steve and my Mom all say I should keep this information to myself but, hell I deserve to gloat just a bit. After 9 months of pregnancy, I've come out on the other side stretchmark-free and 3 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight.... just 10 days after giving birth. WOO HOO!! Granted, I needed to drop a few pounds before I got knocked up. But, it's sure going to be easier to start from where I left off.

I'm feeling pretty good actually. (Still a bit euphoric as I look at my beautiful little girl) In fact, I'm thinking that this pregnancy could go down as one of the easiest in history. This is not lost on me. I'm so incredibly thankful and completely humbled.

Let's recap: When I found I was preggo, I was already starting my second trimester -- well out of the "danger zone." Aside from normal movement (and a lot of hiccups) she was a pretty easy-going baby in utero. The last couple of weeks were a bit uncomfortable - mainly due to the heat and humidity. But, it still never got as bad as I've always heard it's supposed to. Suddenly, my doc is telling me baby is breech and I'm having a c-section. I didn't labor. Not one contraction. And it seems like I'm healing very quickly. The end. I've heard a lot of women who have c-sections feel cheated. Why?! My body still worked very hard to make this little girl. To me, pain doesn't make it more legitimate.

So, now the fun begins. She's here and we fall a bit more in love with her everyday. I had an idea of what Matt would be like as a father. He's totally surpassed all of my expectations. "Proud Daddy" is a very good look for him. She's a very lucky little baby. It actually makes me tear up if I stop and think about how many people in our lives already love her. I can't wait to show her off  to everyone! I think we are all in for some really good times!

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  1. Chris7/19/2010

    It's like winning the lottery twice in one day (no contractions, then perfect baby). As the world's most excited uncle I can say that I am stoked to have you in our lives and want to thank you for finding my brother and getting 'knocked up."
    Now. your next job is to completely bury us in Isabel media. We want pictures, video, more pictures and more video!!!! Bring it.

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  2. Vanessa7/19/2010

    Thanks, Uncle Chris. This made my day. :D

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