A King is Born.

On this day three years ago, I woke up at 2am with stomach pains thinking that it was just a stomach ache. I went downstairs and tried to use the bathroom, nothing. So maybe I was just hungry. I ate a bowl of ice cream. (probably the best thing you can eat with a stomach ache. lol) But the stomach cramps kept coming and so I stared up at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall. When I realized that stomach cramps don't come at 2 minute intervals, I called my doctor. She told me to walk around and drink water. As I grasped the water in my hand and made circles around the island in the kitchen I realized that this was going to get worse fast and made an excuse to go the hospital. (I guess I didn't realize labor could take many hours or in some cases days.) I walked up stairs and packed my bags then woke up Dave. Dave was kind of out of it but he snapped out of that quick. We grabbed the bags and headed out the door. To be honest the contractions were not as bad as I thought they would be. Since I opted for the epidural, they were gone before I could remember the pain. Once I got the epidural and sat waiting for hours, the nurse came in and asked me if I felt like I needed to push. I think the epidural was a bit too much for my body because I couldn't feel anything. When the nurse checked me I was already +2 which apparently means that he was coming out. I had no idea. Due to the lack of feeling I was clueless as to when to push and I was doing a crappy job at it. They got out the vacuum extractor but not even that could help, so out with the forceps. It sounds terrible, but it was ridiculously amazing. For the ninth months waiting for him, I dreamed of the day when he would make his entrance but never expected the emotions and the pure joy that I felt when I heard him cry.  To be quite honest if someone asked me what it was like I would tell them that they don't make words to describe when a king is born.

I love you forever and ever Pilot. Yes you are my bestess frien ever.Yes you can sit on my lap until my legs collapse under your weight. Yes I will help you build that Lego castle and when you are a man I will help you build your life. You can call me mommy until I am old and gray. (In fact I prefer it.) You are the first thing that really mattered in my life. Happy Birthday Pilot.

xoxo