Friday, May 29, 2009

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday Baby Jaws! Mommy loves you and can't believe you're already one year old.

I remember a year ago today all too well. I had just been to the doctor the day before and she told me you wouldn't be here for at least another week. I could not sleep at all that night though. I woke up alone that morning since Big Brother had gone to stay with Pa and Gran. Daddy had already left for work. I was surfing the net and had to pee a lot, which was normal for me, but I kept feeling like I was constantly peeing, just a few drips at a time. I jumped in the shower, still with the constant pee. I thought maybe my water had broken, but wasn't for sure. My water didn't break with Big Brother until after I was induced at the hospital; and it didn't just break-it exploded. So this time it was all new to me.

I called Daddy at work to tell him I thought my water had broken. He replied with a bad word then "Not today." He was ready for you too, but had a lot to do at work that day. He soon found out he'd have a lot more to do at the hospital. Daddy came home, showered, loaded our bags in the truck and we were on our way. He knew my water was slowly trickling out and made me ride on towels and trash bags to protect his precious seats.

When we arrived at the hospital, Daddy dropped me off at the door and went to park. I needed to pee yet again so I waddled to the bathroom. As I came out and spotted Daddy, we both started walking toward the elevator. I felt the urge to pee again. This time it wasn't pee. My water now exploded all over the hospital floor. No more trickles. I left puddles behind me all the way upstairs. It was the most disgusting, but also the funniest thing that's ever happened to me. I laughed all the way to labor and delivery.

We spent the afternoon waiting on you. After a few hours, we finally got to meet you. Your birth was exactly like Big Brother's. You were perfect and healthy. That's all we ever wanted. You are still perfect and healthy and Mommy is so thankful for my little one year old, even if you do bite me.

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