Dear Teagan:
Tomorrow is your birthday. It's bittersweet really. It makes me think back to last year. At this time last year daddy was nagging me about calling the dr because my contractions were about 3 minutes apart. I remember sitting on the loveseat while he kept dozing in and out. I ate a couple raspberries because I knew I should eat something but I wasn't the least bit hungry. It's crazy that just within a year how much has changed. You went from being curled up in my belly kicking my ribs and doing somersaults, to all of a sudden being this baby that was so fragile & delicate and perfect in everyway. And it seemed like those first couple months took forever to go by. I longed for you to interact with us, and slowly you did. It started with gurgles then smiles and then you started rolling over and sitting up. Then laughing out loud and playing with toys and crawling. And now, as I type this, you sit here on the couch with daddy and I waving and saying hi. It's just amazing.
Now that I've spent the past 20 minutes typing, about this time last year I finally called the doctor. Daddy talked me into it and i was finally ready to believe that you were coming.
As much as those contractions hurt, I would do it a million times over to have you in my life. :-)
I love you to the moon and back baby. Forever and ever.
Love,
Mommy
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