I finally got a good night’s sleep after a few days of short ones and I feel great. Sleep is so important, something our teacher in the birthing class reminded us of last night.
It was our last class, and it was full of useful information. I can’t think about what all this would be like without the knowledge others have passed down. I still feel so ill-prepared, but at this point, I guess that’s probably how a lot of soon-to-be first-time parents feel.
I’ll spare the photos I took of the transition baby shit makes over the course of the first few weeks.
Speaking of shit, today would’ve been my dad’s 60th birthday had he been alive. Hopefully, on whatever plane he’s on, he’s evolved.