today is your due date. i thought that you would be here by now, but you are smart enough to stay inside until we get a few things figured out. first it was justin being sick and you wouldn't of wanted to come into the world with a sick daddy. then my mom, your Nana wasn't here yet. then the house was a mess & my to do list wasn't finished. now it is a plumbing problem that prevents our tub from draining.
we really want you "OUT" (your sister Lillian tells you daily) and in our world, but we know that you waiting until we are ready. soon little love.
SO your amazing father just managed to fix the plumbing problem that he & your Grampa have been working on all weekend. your dad is quite the fix-it man!
i am going to go clean up the mess now and then we will be ready when you are. we love you little one and look forward to holding you in our arms. you are worth the wait.
everyone has a birth story... this is the thought that I have been pondering as I wait for our little ones arrival and the day that it's birth story will be written.
every mother has a story for each child they have birthed: unique, memorable and extremely monumental.
my birth story was a bit a family affair. all of my brothers attended and helped in some capacity: ice chips, wash clothes, and i am sure a bit of comic relief. my birth is actually tape recorded and i have heard it once- the most memorable part is when i was first born and my mom couldn't believe i was a girl... after birthing 3 boys... she repeatedly utters "it's a girl, it's a girl, thank you Jesus, I can't believe it's a girl".
Lillian's birth day was full of joy and excitement. i remember walking 5 miles the day before she was born, justin wearing a watch for the first time- as he timed my contractions, driving to swedish hospital in seattle from stanwood at 2am, loving my husband more than i ever had and being overwhelmed with joy as she came out- "it's a girl!" I remember my husband was speechless with emotion and cried for the second time in our marriage (the first being our wedding day) AND then his first words to me being, "that was the hardest thing I have ever done"... he is so empathetic... and i would have to agree =)
as i was washing my hands in the restroom today at the mall, this mother turned to her son & told him how he was in her tummy before he was born. he looked at me perplexed and I said, "we all were in someone's tummy before we were born", he looked at me in awe... wow. i am pretty wowed by the idea too =)
With the mention of dance, tutu, twirl or if we drive by the dance studio... her mouth drops & she gasps with excitement- DANCE! She prances around on her tip-toes, hops, gallops, skips, rolls and her new favorite: she moves fast & slow. This little one was born to dance!
My midwife drew where the baby is on my tummy- pretty cool & Lillian loved it!