Twenty-four months ago, I looked like this …
27 weeks along
I loved being pregnant. Now, I was one of the lucky ones – no morning sickness, no obscene weight gain (34lbs), no stretch marks, light heartburn, little to no discomfort (other than my ribs). The only downside of being pregnant was that it couldn’t last longer. Oh, and the restless leg syndrome that had me putting bars of soap at the foot of our bed and doing crazy stretches at 3am.
on our babymoon to disney world
I understand if some of you now hate me and never want to read anything I write ever again.
And that’s okay. I understand.
I mean, you can hope that whenever I have baby #2, I’ll be sick as a dog 24 hours a day.
But please don’t.
Being pregnant for the first time was really amazing. In fact, it was so wonderful that I often think about trying for baby #2 JUST to be pregnant again. But then reality sets in, and I realize that we are paying our bills and that’s about it. Babies just don’t fit into the equation at this point in our lives. We’re okay with what starting our own business has done to our bank account, but we also know that having a baby right now just wouldn’t be smart.
But the actual point of this post was to say that twenty ONE months ago, I looked like this …
And then like this …
And then like this.
Even labor and delivery was a piece of cake …
6:15pm – water broke at our house
7:15pm – arrived at the hospital
11:45pm – got epidural
5:00am – started pushing
5:59am – Emma Grace arrived
Ever since then, life has been anything but easy.
But just as my pregnancy and then delivery was wonderful and amazing, so is our life with Emma.
She’s not the kid that’s going to entertain guests and make everyone laugh. She’s not going to be the kid who screams and yells to get attention. She won’t strive to be the center of attention or the class clown.
Instead, she will be the kid that everyone is drawn to because she’s so quiet. She’ll be the old soul that everyone falls in love with. She’ll be a listening ear and a strong shoulder for her friends. She’ll love everyone, no matter their faults or shortcomings. And she’ll be generous and kind.
Happy 21 months on this earth, my sweet soulful child.
You have brought us more joy and peace than we ever thought possible.
{ 2 comments }
