Wednesday, August 4, 2010


I can't believe it's been four years.
I can remember so many stupid details from that day.
Folding and refolding bunny rugs cuz they just wouldn't sit right.
Ignoring the tightening in my tummy, thinking it was yet another false alarm.
I remember Mike telling his mum he thinks I'm in labour and me denying it outright.
The concern on his face as the pain got worse. 
I remember having a giggle fit inbetween contractions while Mike ran around like a headless chicken trying to find my toothbrush.

My Dad calling for a chat and me trying to pretend it wasn't happening cuz I didn't want to talk baby stuff with him.
Dad: So what are you doing tonight.
Me: Umm, (breath through the pain Amie) , think we are heading to the hospital soon.
Dad: Oh, is everything ok?
Me: (gripping kitchen counter) Yeh
Dad: Are you going to have a baby tonight?
Me: I think so. Gotta go. Bye.

After that things get a bit fuzzy.
The memories are like flashes, moments saved in my mind.

Mike: Breath honey

I remember being afraid of having my waters broken because someone had told me the pain got worse after that. 
They broke on their own about 10minutes later.
It was sweet relief for a whole microsecond.
Noah was born half hour after my waters broke. (It's worth noting here that with the next two babies I insisted they break them for me)
He was perfect.
Love and life and pureity all wrapped up in a tiny cuddle bundle.
I was in love.

He is perfect.
I can't believe it's been four years.

Your a big brother now, but you'll always be my baby.


Sojourner said...

Can't believe he's so big! Seems like it was yesterday we were in the hospital meeting him for the first time!!!

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