This time last year

This time last year on December 11th at 6 PM I realized that I was in labor.

This time last year, we packed up our stuff and drove in the rain/ice over to my parents to drop off the dog and Maddie.

This time last year, I realized that contractions really suck and I really wanted the epidural. Now. Fast. Give it to me.

This time last year, I was scared about giving birth in the middle of a cold, icy night.

This time last year I was happy to realize that I wasn't going to be pregnant anymore.

This time last year I realized that I was stronger than I thought after giving birth and feeling EVERYTHING (after the epidural failed).

As my friend Felice said last week, "Let's have a moment of silence for the failed epidural."

Pause, please. Moment of silence.

Okay - you may resume to non-silence.

This time last year on December 12th, a little boy came into our lives. He melted my heart forever.

Happy One Year, Aidan! We love you.