Four years ago on this very morning my water broke. I was 37 weeks pregnant and miserable. I was swollen from head to foot and 45+lbs more than I weighed when I peed on that stick 8 months prior. I was so ready for you to make your way into the world, for many reasons. One I couldn't wait to meet you, but also because I knew if you stayed inside of me any longer I was sure to burst like a water balloon and that would just be gross.
But on this very morning 4 years from today, the morning of April 9, 2006, I woke up at 5:30am and waddled to the bathroom, probably for the 3rd time since midnight, then I waddled back to bed and woke your dad up and told him my water had broke. He jumped up and then I told him I was only kidding, but asked if he could please switch sides of the bed with me because I couldn't sleep. An hour later my water really did break on his side of the bed, and this time I had to be very convincing to get your dad to believe me. I got up and showered and then headed to the hospital where they confirmed that my water had indeed broken.
You were born 17 and a half grueling hours later. Yes, 12:03am exactly on April 10, 2006. I went through 17 and a HALF hours of labor WITHOUT an epidural. And not by choice....my epidural didn't work and when they came in 5 hours later to administer me another one, that one didn't work either. Your labor was hard. I wound up with a c-section because after 17 AND A HALF HOURS I had never made it past FOUR CENTIMETERS. You can't deliever a baby until you are at 10....I had a long way to go and it just wasn't happening. And you just weren't cooperating. Your heartbeat started to drop and that's when Dr. B said it was time to get you out. Surgery.....a c-section....the words I never wanted or planned on hearing. To say I was scared would be the understatement of the year. In fact, I decided to head home instead. Being miserable and pregnant was not that bad compared to surgery. Dr. B and your dad didn't think that idea was too bright, so they made me go ahead with the surgery.
Your labor and delivery is not one I will ever forget. Or you for that matter, I will tell it to you year after year, until I can't remember it anymore due to dementia. And then I fully expect you to tell it to me again and again. Because it is the beginning of a beautiful and exciting story. The story of your life. And I know as your story continues and takes many different twist and turns, it will be wonderful, because you are wonderful.
I love you so much my big girl! And like your momma, you fully believe in the birthday week and I am so glad we get to share our birthday week together. Happy day before your birthday bug!
My big girl in her party clothes for her school birthday party! Meredith, I asked if Noah and I could come to school today for your party and take some pictures. You looked at me like I had grown a third head and said..."Moooooom......no brothers or moms at the party...okay?"
Last night I got home late with your cake, you were already sleeping, but you were super impressed this morning when I showed it to you though.
Your two most favorite colors in the world.....hot pink and hot blue!