No Clue

Let me start this by saying that I have absolutely no clue as to what I'm doing.  I'm definitely not a writer of any sort and probably don't have a whole lot of interesting things to say but I thought I would try this anyway! 
Up until recently I really had no idea what a blog was or the purpose of one.  Some friends of mine introduced me to theirs and I thought it was a fabulous idea and a great way to journal.  So thats what I'm using this as.....a journal!  I want to journal the exciting and not so exciting things about me and my family.  We are loud, crazy, obnoxious, boring, exciting, Italian, etc etc and did I mention crazy!! 

Justin and I recently welcomed a little girl by the name of Mia Lou into our family.  She was born on October 7th, 2009 at 4:27pm.  She weighed in at a healthy 8lbs 14oz and was 20in long.  I was extremely surprised to learn that my little munchkin was almost 9lbs and the fact that I birthed her was amazing to me.  I'm not much for pain.....at all!!  I was not one of those crazy women who wanted to do it all natural.  Noooo.....I wanted the drugs.  Whatever they had I wanted!  I prepared myself for far worse than what actually happened.  All together it was only 7 hours total.  Induction started at 9:30am, hard labor at noon (still no swearing or calling my husband a dirty bastard), epidural at about 2pm in which the magic drug guy was late (wanted to start swearing at this point but didn't because I did not want to embarass my husband or my mother), felt fabulous within about 15 minutes, went from being a 4 to a 9 within about an hour, started pushing around 3:30 and had my little punkers at 4:27pm!  It's crazy how you can love something so much in an instant! 

It has been a crazy amazing 2 and half weeks.  So many emotions and definitely sleep deprived.  All in all she is a good baby.  She was wonderful week one.  Then week two came and the colic started and some gas problems.  Of course it is worse at night.  I'm dealing, I just feel so bad for the little one and the fact that I can't do anything about it.  It's frustrating but I just keep telling myself that each day it will hopefully get better.  I love it when she cracks her little smiles and can't wait until she actually knows what she's smiling at!

Funny story:
Sunday morning at about 1:30am I got up to change Miss Mia's diaper and feed her.  I knew that she had pooped in her pants and should have known better than to take her diaper off when I did.  Diaper was off and the girl decided to keep on pooping and when I say poop I mean she shot shit out her butt at such force that it ended up 3 feet from the changing table all over the curtains.  I was somewhat perplexed but got her and the curtains cleaned up.  Justin thought it was hilarious!!!  What a stupid man for laughing at me!
Last night Justin was changing poopy diaper.  "Monster Ass" returned and shot poop out her butt again...this time all over him, the changing table, and yes the curtains!  I'm thinking at this rate I really need to buy some spare sets of curtains for the nursery.  Who knows what will end up on the curtains next!

I hope whoever reads this enjoys it and I hope that I get better as I go.