It's been about a month since Annabel's debut into the world and my life feels like a nonstop cycle of feeding, diapering, and sleeping (or rather, not sleeping). But each day does get a little better and I'm looking forward to that golden 2 month mark where I hear things turn a corner.

 My labor started around 1:30am when I started feeling contractions. I began timing them but they were still erratic - somewhere between 5 to 8 minutes apart. I couldn't sleep and kept getting up to walk around. Danny woke up around 3am once he figured out what was going on.

 Around 3:30am, my water broke. I heard it's not like the movies and comes out more like a trickle. Mine started off that way ...and then I gushed. Yeah, it's as gross as it sounds.

 We got to the hospital around 4am (at this point around 2cm dilated). The nurse asked if I wanted the epidural, there would be a short window because the anesthesiologist had to fit me in between 2 c-sections. I asked for it at 7am and he didn't come til 8:30am. By that point I was 7cm (and barely able to breathe).

 I must say, after the epidural, things were great. Danny says my contractions were off the charts, but I didn't feel a thing.

 The doctor came in around 12:30pm, checked me and said I was ready to push. 4 contractions later Annabel came into the world at 12:58pm.

 Since then life has been a whirlwind. The days are slow ... to the point I can't even keep track what day of the week it is. But at the same time, I can't believe she's already 1 month old.

 Tune in for more pictures. Hopefully our updates will be more frequent.