Anyway, this time around on my baby-blog-stalking adventure, I can't help but notice how great all these post-labor mom's look. YOU JUST HAD A BABY! Give yourself a break! Man, I looked like a beached whale that had my makeup eaten by the ocean just before I crash landed on the beach and had my skin exfoliated. I did not look that awesome. I did not have a bow in my hair. I did not wear make-up for two days. I didn't wear contacts. I had bags under my eyes. My IV made me have 5 more pounds of water in my face. I think I gave new meaning to the name HELGA. That's what I was. I was a Helga.
Next time around I want to be a Hepburn. Audrey or Katherine, take your pick. That's what I want to be. I'll try, for the sake of other baby-blog-stalkers (I know you're out there) and myself. I look back now and think, "Oh dear, I could have done SOMETHING. I could have at least changed out of that hospital gown or brushed my hair more than once." No promises on the hospital gown. It was awesome and so comfortable. Anyway, call me Audrey. :)
