This is a fun one for a few reasons...is it ok if I reminisce here? ok, thanks...Moms, you know that exhilarating feeling you get once you deliver your baby, especially with no pain meds? that is what is happening here. I felt like I was Queen of the world. So glad to be alive, to have lived through the act of transition and childbirth...Mary Ann, awesome midwife, is examining our sweet 8 lb. 11 oz boy to the left. I'm talking to some mysterious person behind her (I was probably hallucinating). My brother Andy is trying to feed me some scrambled eggs. ick. I also love my extremely swollen feet (they were horrible with Will). I can still remember all these details...all the people coming over after church to see what had happened. and the midwife sitting by me, getting agitated because I wouldn't stop talking or showing off our fresh new son! Will, whatta nice introduction into parenting you were for your Dad and I. I can't believe I'm not that 21 year old chick anymore. where was David? probably straightening up, vacuuming, pacing, freaking out.
These pix are for u, Tory dear...I get really disgustingly nostalgic...all the time...but especially when Will's birthday rolls around, since he was my first kid...what is it about that? I think it must be the autumn season...dunno.
here's what goes thru my head when I see this picture...ummm, take a bath, greaser. and lose the white headband and weird shirt. And then the sweet thoughts turn on...oh, look at that cherub baby...he is ONE DAY OLD here and so perfect and chubby...I want to sniff that little head one more time. kiss his too soft but very red cheeks...remember this Mom, Beck??
David and I have been sooo very blessed with incredible birth experiences, each and EVERY time. On top of THAT, each kid has been extremely healthy, beautiful and for that, we thank the Lord, and do not take that for granted one bit. I am so honored to have been pregnant with each of my beautiful children. Will, Ethan, Melanie, Levi, and Molly...you complete me, us. You each are exactly how I imagined my kids to be when playing that fun game of LIFE, when you graduated, married and filled your little game piece car up with blue or pink pegs...
Excuse the drippy nostalgia...I just don't say it enough....I love you, WEMLM! more than words can say.
Ok, nighty night...love and peace to you, whoever you are. :)