One year ago....
--I would never have posted many of these pictures of me. I was so swollen! Now, I realize it's all part of the gift of pregnancy.
--I was ready to scream I was so irritable
--I wasn't even sure I would be induced on the first. I had to be checked at 4pm on the 30th to see if I was ready.
--I had no idea that my entire labor (including putting in the pitocin drip, breaking my water, etc) would be four hours.
--I was frightened because my epidural wasn't working. The baby was coming too fast.
--The nurse anesthetist who gave me my epidural is a friend. Her husband and I teach together. She bailed when she realized the baby was coming!
--I remember feeling sad that it all happened so fast. The baby was in my arms, and I felt like it was a dream that I woke up too early from.
--After three hours of having no name, I let Thad name our fourth and final baby...for the fourth time.
--One year ago the flood of feelings, tears, emotions, and most of all love swept me off my feet again.
A year later:
--Other than the throwing up business, I would STILL have ten more kids if we could afford it. I have always said that.
--I am sad to realize that I will never have my own baby to snuggle with, sits still in my arms, and nurses.
--I now have a baby who throws everything, flips his head back when he cries, freaks out when I change his diaper, wakes up at night just to know where are there, rips up his siblings' books and homework, gets into everything, laughs uncontrollably, makes a mess, and is incredibly happy.,
Happy Birthday Brady! Your mommy loves you more than you could ever imagine!