365 days ago

At this time, 365 days ago, I was finally told I could push. And push, I did for over three hours.

At the two hour mark I knew something wasn't quite right even though none of us had ever done this before. My newly acquired mommy instinct told me something wasn't going well.

Thank god that Dr. Z believed we could do it without heading to the surgery and that I just had enough energy to get you into the world with a little help from our friend the vacuum.

I remember the feeling of "OMG, we're parents" when I saw you emerge in those first few moments, that precious moment in time where you were half way between your comfortable hot-tub existence and this cruel world. You looked angry but I've never seen such a beautiful sight. I had prepared myself for one of those squished old-person faces but that is not what I saw.

Happy Birthday Bump, here's to another 365.