I’ve heard that when you have a newborn, the days are hard, the nights are long, and the exhaustion is unbearable. I won’t deny any of that. But I’ll also admit that I loved the newborn weeks with my baby girl, and I’m already slightly eager to do them again (very, very slightly).
To tell you the truth, I felt decently rested and I recovered fairly well in those first few weeks of Selah’s life, and it’s not because she is a particularly easy baby. (She isn’t.) Yes, I was overwhelmed. Yes, I was terrified of breaking her. Yes, I wondered if I’d ever feel normal again.