As Braden’s first birthday approaches I am becoming more and more nostalgic to relive this time last year. The end of pregnancy is such a daunting time.. All you can think about is wanting him/her here. But looking back, I wish I would have relished in that last month a little bit more. I miss it terribly these days. I miss giving labor! What a strange thing to miss. But I would do it all over again if i could. I still remember every moment of those last few hours. True, it was a horrid thing to have my epidural fall out, and to casually vomit a few times. But, it was all worth it to lead up to the most beautiful moment of Braden making his first appearance into the world.
I remember I pushed for 1 hour and 45 minutes.
I remember feeling my stomach with my right hand as it was slowly going down, as Braden slowly was making his way out.
I remember my sister crying out his name, “Braden!”.
I remember looking at his dad in disbelief that he survived.
And I remember finally getting to hold Braden after what felt like an eternity.
To hold your baby for the time is something you only get to experience once. And I hope I remember that moment for the rest of my life.
Braden, you are my miracle baby and I love you eternally.
Your mama xoxo