The very day I found out I was going to be a mother. . . eleven months in the making.
23 weeks pregnant. I'm being nice to myself - not showing the picture of my whale-self the day before leaving for the hospital.
21 hours of laboring and it still ended in a c-section. . . out comes beautiful Jack, plump red lips and all.
Oh, I just don't know if I can even remember him being this little.
Sweet baby
Happy baby
When I took the pregnancy test, I already knew I was pregnant. I could feel it in my stomach. It wasn't morning sickness or that I was already growing, but a tickle of excitement. I had had numerous disappointments with negative tests and I just knew this was the day. I had turned the test over so that I couldn't see it while it was "processing". After three minutes I went in and turned it over, saw two lines and went to my knees laughing and crying at the same time. I was alone in the house and I just walked around aimlessly, my mind racing about how to tell Sam the news. So creatively, when he came home for lunch that day, I handed him the pregnancy test and said, "here".
I thank God every day for Jack. He made me wait but it was worth it. Of course what I didn't realize that day was how much my life was going to change.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
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