So, it's been three months and here we are. Still alive. After many nights of not sleeping, countless days of feeling like Zombies from the latest resident evil movie we managed to keep our sanity and made it through the first three months of our baby's life.
I got to tell you, sometimes it is amazing (There are absolutely no words to describe the feeling one gets after that first smile from your daughter) but other times, oh man, other times (not to scare any of you), but other times you wish babies came with a return address.
I would have to say that the hardest thing to get used to (as you may have noticed by my references in my first paragraph) is the lack of sleep. Staying up late, or staying up the whole night is a lot funner when there is not a crying baby involved. But if there's one thing I've learned is how adaptable we are. I mean it is amazing how our bodies can go from sleeping 8 hours a day, to two and still keep us useful the following morning at work.
But i might be exagerating a little, i mean the rough nights really only last through the first six weeks (at least for us) afterwards the baby begins to sleep more and more. I'd have to say that the main highlights of these past three months for my wife and I have all involved (unfortunately) poop, vomit, or some sort of bodily fluid. But without any doubt it has all been worth it. Hopefully the next three months will be as exciting.
