After a whole weekend full of labor, I gave birth (at 2:20am) to a beautiful little girl named Isabella. Most women, me included, think that they have a terrible birth story. I will not get into mine. For those women who want to do it the natural way without an epidural or drugs of any kind - more power to you. That, however, is not for me. I went the epidural way and loved every minute of that five foot long needle in my back.
Bella, as we call her, has many nicknames. Before she was born, my mother in-law decided that she was going to call her Izzy. Some people were going to use her full name and others were going to call her Belle. I have always called her Bella (or Belle from time to time) and probably always will. My husband calls her BooBoo which I think is cute. My mother in-law started calling her Bella-Rooney and then Rooney and then Roonsters. Izzy never stuck. And for future reference - she was NOT named after the character in the Twilight Saga. Ugh! That is the most annoying question we constantly get asked.
This little girl has totally turned my world upside down and I love it. She just recently turned 5 months old and every day she is learning something new and exciting. She just learned to sit up by herself and she's pretty proud of herself. Although, she takes some pretty hard face plants sometimes still. She smiles all the time and laughs at the weirdest things. She's babbling a lot and I swear she is saying "Mama" in those babbles, but I'm not writing it down in the baby book until she knows what she is saying. Her first word will either be Mama or Bob... Mamamamamamaobobobobobob. She looks like an old lady that doesn't have her dentures in when she babbles. It's hilarious.
