Ah, June 15th. This day will always have so much
meaning to me. It wasn’t the day you were born, but it was the day I thought you
were SUPPOSED to be born! June 15, 2011 was my due date, and every event of any importance
was measured in relation to that date. At any time during my pregnancy, I could
have told you exactly how far along I was, and exactly how many days I had to
go. Someone would ask, and without hesitation I would say 117 days to go! 99
days to go! ONLY 30 days to go!!!
But then June 15th came and went, and you didn’t come. I surely thought I would never go in to labor. I would be the lady who was pregnant FOREVER. It didn’t help that I watched a documentary on TLC just weeks shy of your due date, about a lady who was pregnant for FORTY YEARS! That was going to be me. I just knew it!
I was so disappointed when I woke up on June 16th, with no baby, and no signs of labor. I went to Safeway that morning, and the cashier asked me when I was due. "Yesterday" I said. She looked at me with such pity that I wanted to cry (OK, so maybe I did cry a little -- but it was only a little!)! She told me not to worry, that contrary to my fears, I WOULD go into labor some time soon.
The wise cashier from Safeway was right! Because at about 9:30 p.m. on June 16th, I got my first contraction. There was no mistaking it - it was really happening! We went to breakfast the next morning, because I thought it would be the last meal I would be able to eat before the contractions picked up. But boy was I wrong - you were stubborn! You had this poor mama in labor for 32 hours! Between you and me, Rowan, the long labor didn't upset me. I am not a fan of prime numbers and wasn't thrilled about your birthday being June 17th, so when the clock struck midnight and the calendar turned to June 18th, I was thrilled. You were finally born on June 18th at 5:35 a.m., and my world has never been the same.
My goodness how you have grown! It's amazing to watch you turn into your very own person. You are funny and happy and cute and sweet. You are smart and stubborn and feisty. You are the most beautiful little boy I have ever seen.
You are, without a doubt, the most amazing little boy who has ever lived. And I can’t believe that in 3 short days, you will be 1. This past year has been a whirlwind, but every sleepless night, every exhausting morning, has been so incredibly worth it. You have enriched our lives in ways we never could have imagined, and we love you more than we ever thought possible. I am so blessed to be your mama, and I will forever be grateful to have you as my son. I know your daddy feels the exact same way.
There is no greater blessing, no greater love.
But then June 15th came and went, and you didn’t come. I surely thought I would never go in to labor. I would be the lady who was pregnant FOREVER. It didn’t help that I watched a documentary on TLC just weeks shy of your due date, about a lady who was pregnant for FORTY YEARS! That was going to be me. I just knew it!
I was so disappointed when I woke up on June 16th, with no baby, and no signs of labor. I went to Safeway that morning, and the cashier asked me when I was due. "Yesterday" I said. She looked at me with such pity that I wanted to cry (OK, so maybe I did cry a little -- but it was only a little!)! She told me not to worry, that contrary to my fears, I WOULD go into labor some time soon.
The wise cashier from Safeway was right! Because at about 9:30 p.m. on June 16th, I got my first contraction. There was no mistaking it - it was really happening! We went to breakfast the next morning, because I thought it would be the last meal I would be able to eat before the contractions picked up. But boy was I wrong - you were stubborn! You had this poor mama in labor for 32 hours! Between you and me, Rowan, the long labor didn't upset me. I am not a fan of prime numbers and wasn't thrilled about your birthday being June 17th, so when the clock struck midnight and the calendar turned to June 18th, I was thrilled. You were finally born on June 18th at 5:35 a.m., and my world has never been the same.
Sweet Rowan, just two hours old.
My goodness how you have grown! It's amazing to watch you turn into your very own person. You are funny and happy and cute and sweet. You are smart and stubborn and feisty. You are the most beautiful little boy I have ever seen.
Sweet Rowan, just two hours ago.
You are, without a doubt, the most amazing little boy who has ever lived. And I can’t believe that in 3 short days, you will be 1. This past year has been a whirlwind, but every sleepless night, every exhausting morning, has been so incredibly worth it. You have enriched our lives in ways we never could have imagined, and we love you more than we ever thought possible. I am so blessed to be your mama, and I will forever be grateful to have you as my son. I know your daddy feels the exact same way.
There is no greater blessing, no greater love.
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