has it really been a year?
One year ago from right now, I was in the bathtub, sweaty and laboring to bring Charlotte into the world. I wasn't in the bathtub long before I knew I wanted to get out, and as soon as I stepped out of the tub and into the hallway, my water broke. A couple more steps and I stood with my hands on my thighs and pushed Charlotte's head out.
As fast as Jack could take four pictures, she was out and in my arms.
One.Year.
It doesn't seem possible. The memories of her birth are so fresh, and it doesn't seem like that long ago that she was a tiny newborn wtih skinny chicken legs and vernix matted in her hair. But here she is, our special gift from Abby. I knew from the moment I saw the pink lines that we would have another girl, and that she would live. When I held Charlotte in my arms for the first time, she was totally there, and she wasn't going anywhere.
Tomorrow will be such a day of celebration, tinged with grief and sadness for Abby and for my grandpa's recent death. Charlotte will be loved and held, kissed and cried on so many time tomorrow. What an incredible gift she has been. I had hoped to write her birth story this week as I prepared for her first birthday, but it didn't happen. Soon though; It is long overdue.
Happy Birthday sweet Charlotte :-) You bring us such joy and healing, and we are so thankful to have you here with us. Thank you for coming, baby girl. And thank you, Abby, for sending her.
As fast as Jack could take four pictures, she was out and in my arms.
One.Year.
It doesn't seem possible. The memories of her birth are so fresh, and it doesn't seem like that long ago that she was a tiny newborn wtih skinny chicken legs and vernix matted in her hair. But here she is, our special gift from Abby. I knew from the moment I saw the pink lines that we would have another girl, and that she would live. When I held Charlotte in my arms for the first time, she was totally there, and she wasn't going anywhere.
Tomorrow will be such a day of celebration, tinged with grief and sadness for Abby and for my grandpa's recent death. Charlotte will be loved and held, kissed and cried on so many time tomorrow. What an incredible gift she has been. I had hoped to write her birth story this week as I prepared for her first birthday, but it didn't happen. Soon though; It is long overdue.
Happy Birthday sweet Charlotte :-) You bring us such joy and healing, and we are so thankful to have you here with us. Thank you for coming, baby girl. And thank you, Abby, for sending her.