Tonight brings back such sweet memories for me. It was one year ago that I woke up in the middle of the night with a tightness in my belly. Was that a contraction? No, I still have two weeks to go...wait, there it is again. I think I'll get up and walk around just in case. I don't even have a bag packed...By the time I woke the Count up I was on my hands and knees in pain. I told him I wanted to shower before we left, and he just laughed and loaded my very pregnant self into the car. By the time we got to the hospital I was dilated to 6cm, and Sproutie was born an hour and a half later.
Did I ever tell you that I thought I wanted him to be a girl? We chose not to find out the gender, but I was secretly hoping. And Girlie said she wanted a sister. As much as I love my own sister, I wanted that for her too.
In the middle of labor my doctor said the baby's hand was out, and you know what that means? It means it's a girl, because they always have their hands out, haha. But I was so deep in labor I didn't get the joke. And then the nurse that was coaching me to push kept saying, "That's a GIRL! That's a GIRL!" and I thought she was telling me the baby was a girl, not just encouraging me. So I was so happy to have what I thought I wanted. Then they held Sproutie up and he most definitely was NOT a girl. They handed him to me, and in my confusion, I...I cried.
There is a line from Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing that says:
Don Pedro: "...and to be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in a merry hour. "
Beatrice: "No, sure, my lord, my mother cried...but then there was a star danced, and under that was I born."
And that's how I feel about Sproutie's birth. I imagine a little star so happy in the sky knowing all that lies ahead of us. And dancing for it.
When I held that little bundle and looked into those sweet brown eyes, any thoughts of wanting him to be a girl just melted away, and it was just me and my baby, and all was right with the world.
Of course now I can't imagine life any other way. This little boy was so meant to be.
Happy 1st birthday, Sproutie. Your mommy loves you so much.
10 comments:
Yay! Happy 1st b-day, little Sproutlet! I'll admit that I wanted Owen to be a girl, too, but I am so delighted by who he is. I couldn't imagine it any other way!
Look at those sweet pictures. . .. Happy Birthday, Sproutie! I love being mommy to a boy. They're just awesome.
Happy birthday Sproutie! Boys are so sweet.
Happy 1st Birthday, Sproutie. Your Dram Dram loves you so
Happy Birthday, Sproutie!!
Happy Birthday Sproutie.
I always wanted the opposite of what I actually gave birth to. I wanted Pork Chop to be a bald boy, I got a girl with hair. I wanted Meaty to be a dainty girl, instead I got my rowdy boy. I wanted Bird to be another chaotic boy, instead I got my dainty girl. But the moment they handed me my baby I completely forgot I wanted something different, my baby was just what I always wanted. Funny how that works.
I agree with mamma. The only one I didn't get what I wanted was #3. I thought sure, sure, SURE that she was a boy. When I found out she was a girl (my third in a row) I was really disappointed. Luckily, that was at about 20 weeks gestation and by the time she was born I was totally over it. :-) Once you see that sweet little face there's no way you'd change a thing about them. I did luck out with kids #s 1, 2 and 4. Girl, girl and boy-just what I wanted!
Yes,Those ARE cute pictures!Sprout realy wanted a card or two,But he didn`t get one. :( Fortenetly,I dicided to make one for him.
And now he`s happy. :)
Happy Birthday little one!!!
I was so honored to be there that day... sweet momories for me too.
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