I've been a bit of an emotional, sentimental wreck all day today. I've been reliving everything that was happening this time last year.
(For those that don't know, we had to travel to a different community to have Growly Bear due to our small hospital that we have where we live. We were staying with family while we waited for her arrival)
When we woke up this morning, I thought about how that time last year, my Uncle was making us a huge Sunday morning breakfast. My cousins had been visiting for the weekend, and were heading back home that day. So, we were all able to enjoy a nice big breaky together before they got on the road.
Then, when I hopped in the shower this morning, I thought about how my water began to break (leak) while I was in the shower at that time last year. Except I didn't realize it until I hopped out of the shower and couldn't seem to dry myself off! Then came the consult to Dr. Goggle, and a call to the nurses desk before my hubby packed up the car in record time, and me hopping back into the shower to shave my legs before we took off. (I hadn't done it the first time around, and there was no way I would going to be on display with prickly legs!)
As I was grocery shopping this morning, and glanced at the clock, I realized that it was about that time a year ago that were were in the car, driving to the hospital. Me, completely ecstatic and singing along to every song on the radio, my husband terrified, and my mom somewhere in between.
While I was putting Growly Bear down for her late morning/early afternoon nap when we got home from shopping, I realized that it was about that time, one year ago, that they started me on my induction drugs, and my mom called my Auntie, who was my other labor coach, and was a 3 hour drive away, to let her know she better get on her way to us!
As I was feeding Growly Bear lunch today, I was thinking that it was probably about the time, one year ago, that I started to feel some small contractions starting.
And then at afternoon nap time, I realized that it was about the time that my Auntie and cousin arrived at the hospital after their long drive.
This evening, I know I'll be thinking about how anxious I was feeling by that time last year, and wondering why on earth things weren't moving along faster! (So were the nurses, and my induction drugs were being steadily increased.)
By Growly Bears bedtime tonight, I will be thinking that it's about the time things started to get extremely painful (I wanted the epidural BAD by then!) and were about to get a little scary. Shortly after that I found out that I would need a C Section, and after being beyond terrified at first, I was eventually so relieved that I was FINALLY going to get to meet our baby.
As I get ready got bed, I know I will be thinking that it was about that time last year they started prepping me for my C Section. I will be remembering how scared I'd been to get the spinal block, but once it was done, it was absolutely my best friend! (Yay for not feeling my brutal medically induced contractions anymore!)
And finally, as I'm crawling in to bed, I'll be thinking about how it was about that time that my hubby was sitting by my head, talking to me and keeping me calm as I was laying on the operating table. It right about then, a year ago, that I was hearing her cry for the first time as she was born! The most amazing sound in the entire world. I remembered crying, as they handed her to me, and thinking that she was the most perfect little person I'd ever seen.
Where on earth has the past year gone? So much learning. So many new experiences. So much love! I'm looking forward to everything that is yet to come, but for a second, I'm going to allow myself to be sad that the first year has already passed.