Tuesday, September 17: A memory you would love to relive.
As hard and painful as it was, I would love to relive A’s birth again.
I know you probably think I’m crazy. “You want to relive 26 hours of labor? Throwing up? Episiotomy? Forceps?”
Uh, ok. You have a point. I take it back.
If I’m dictating the memory I want to relive, I would like to go back to the exact moment he was born. Yeah, that’s better. I want to skip all the hard stuff and go straight to the good part.
The good part that you know you are finally done. Your miracle is here. He’s healthy and got all his fingers and toes.
When they finally put him in your arms.
The first time he opens his eyes.
When he grabs your hand for the first time.
That moment when you do skin to skin and he latches on like a champ.
I remember it all like it was a dream. It all happened to fast that I wish I had just slowed down and taken everything in.
To have that back even if just for a moment would be priceless!