Seven years ago at this time I was miserable. Puking with each contraction and feeling like I was on fire from the brutal magnesium drip I was given in attempt to control my rampant Pre-Eclampsia. My hospital bed was fashioned with bumpers so I wouldn't injure myself if I had a seizure and I was so swollen I was nearly unrecognizable. I'd been in labor for around 24 hours when I was finally given the okay to start pushing, and push I did. I remember the doctor saying "push push push!! STOP STOP STOP!!" I shot her out to her little waist, heard a little squeak and was filled with relief.. and more nausea. My baby girl was born. The first baby born on Earth Day, April 22nd 2004 in our hospital at 12:01am. She was 5 weeks early so they had to check her out before I got to see her or hold her. She weighed a whopping 6 pounds 3 ounces at 35 weeks gestation, and she screamed her little heart out. She came out all okay. My perfect, precious little daughter. My first baby, turning 7 years old tomorrow. It's all been worth it. All of it.
Baby Girl, you make my world a wonderful, beautiful place. I love you so much. Happy Birthday, Baby Bundles.