Time.... please slow down!!

So, some would say that the first week home I was a little "hormonal".  I had read that this was normal and that postpartum, I could experience the baby blues.  This happens to some parents who either have a hard time connecting to their child (which was definitely not the case, because I could not love or feel more connected to another human being than I do to my daughter) or have a hard time connecting to each other (again, not the case, as Erik and I feel more connected over this shared experience than we have over the past 13 years together).

 New family of three!

My little nugget!

Erik and his tiny bubba!

There was only one thing that really set me off in hysterics...any mention of Lily getting bigger or older.  I could not handle the thought of my tiny, little peanut growing up so fast.  So any mention of her "looking bigger than she did yesterday" or her "getting so big" made me cry my eyes out.  It wasn't that I didn't know that her hair was getting a little longer and her cheeks a little chubbier every day, it was that I needed time to slow down so I could enjoy this time together longer.    Unfortunately for them, I unleashed this beast on my mother, in-laws, multiple sisters and friends and especially Erik (sorry guys, blame the hormones!).  In truth, I can't wait for all the stages Lily and I will go through together and hopefully, for Erik's sake, I will not be a crazy crier through every one of them.

So, I know that I can not slow down time, the best I can do is document every funny face, new arm gesture and all that was the perfection of our first week together. 

I am one week today!! (sniffle, sniffle...)