Zel Is growing bigger by the day. He's almost 3 week's old and I'm warn out and fighting the baby blues with a twig. I love my little Z He and His Father are my Sun, my moon, my everything. Life has been rather interesting to say the lest these past few week's. Zel was born on the 14th of December, and that's when life really started to get strange. Being a mom is crazy. Being mostly that I'm not using formula I have to be awake every 2-4 hours to feed the little guy. I'm normally good when not sleeping regularly but, this is redonk. I have insomnia bouts here and there but I always end up sleeping and falling into rem-sleep. I haven't really been able to fall in to Rem-sleep for almost 3 week's now and it's killing me. On top of healing from 3 layer's of stitching, I'm bushed, stressed and flat out in need of major break. It's the most amazing thing tho to see my little man grow and just be there. I was told I'd never have children due to an issue with my well ya know, So haveing little Z was not just mind blowing event of I created life, but the fact that I was able to after I was told by many doctors that I never could was simply mind blowing in it's self. Every coo, kick, and yes even those dreaded things little boy babies do is simply glorious.