Coco, My Daughter and The Ultimate Girlfriend Experience!

Coco's entry into the world has been nothing but fabulous. Her lungs were perfect so we were given the go ahead to have her early (precaution). When I arrived at the hospital, Louis Vuitton bag and Fabulous BYOG gown, they knew they were in for it. I wanted to wear my gown into surgery but the nurses said they didn't think the doctors would let me wear it to the C section, but that I was so cute they'd ask.

Guess who got to wear it! So there I am on the table with my pink fuzzy socks, fab gown and make up ready. I wanted Coco to see her mother in all her glory!

When Coco came out I was shocked by dark hair! Of course I have since seen my baby pictures and hello! Dark hair! (Really explains my need to get "blonded" on "root day").

The fact that they let us hold Coco (no this is not her full name you can guess if you like), and be with her non stop was such a complete change from when Landon was whisked off the NICU for 52 days.

I cried with joy when I heard her and saw her, I wasn't at all afraid before the C section, I knew everything would go perfectly. We said a prayer before surgery with our pastor, Aunt Rere, hubby and our friend Rob. I was calm and ready.

Back in my room, my mom gave me a gift basket with pink pearls. Well Miss Coco had her first nursing with me wearing pink pearls. She was a champion latcher and felt so good in my arms! Coco has long fingers and gorgeous hands. Every move she makes is like a woman getting a manicure or someone doing water ballet. She is all girl. Graceful and gorgeous with her tiny pink mouth and dark blue eyes, she stole my heart.

As I nurse her, her favorite thing to do is hold my hand like we're girlfriends out on a shopping trip together. I imagine we will be lunching and shopping very soon.

I have already started singing "You are my Coco, my only Coco...you make me happy...when skies are gray..."

But really all I can think about when I think of Coco is Anne Margret in Bye Bye Birdie. Singing "How Lovely To Be Woman"....





"When you're a skinny child of fourteen,
Wide with braces from ear to ear,
You doubt that you will ever be appealing.
Then Hallelujah! You are fifteen
And the braces disappear
And your skin is smooth and clear
And you have that happy grown-up female feeling.
How lovely to be a woman,
The wait was well worth while;
How lovely to wear mascara
And smile a woman's smile.
How lovely to have a figure,
That's round instead of flat;
Whenever you hear boys whistle,
You're what they're whistling at.
It's wonderful to feel
The way a woman feels;
It gives you such a glow just to know
You're wearing lipstick and heels!
How lovely to be a woman
And have one job to do;
To pick out a boy and train him
And then when you are through,
You've made him the man you want him to be!
Life's lovely when you're a woman like me!
How wonderful to know
The things a woman knows;
How marvelous to wait for a date
In simply beautiful clothes!
How lovely to be a woman
And change from boys to men,
To go to a fancy nightclub
And stay out after ten.
How lovely to be so grown-up and free!
Life's lovely when you're a woman like me!"