HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACK
I labored through the night on into Sunday. By Sunday morning, I was in lots of pain, the contractions were about 4 minutes apart and very strong. We called our midwife, and she said it wasn't time yet. So I labored on. Sunday night I was exhausted, crying at times, and just knew I could not go through this much longer. John called out midwife, and yet again she said she thought it would be awhile longer. I cried, in disbelief, I wanted to go to the birth center NOW!! and have this baby. I labored through the night and finally went in Monday morning. I sat in the birthing pool, walked around, and finally when it was time sat down on a birthing stool and pushed Jack out. It was the longest, most painful and exhausting 48 hours of my life.
The moment he was out I looked at him, I remember just a sense of wonder flow through me, I remember thinking "there was really a baby in me, I did this, I just pushed a baby out of me" It was amazing. Then I remember looking at him and saying "He's so big" He didn't really even look like a newborn to me. He was wide awake, calmly looking around. I laid down with him in the bed, and we started our life together.
Jack today is funny, serious, and LOUD. He actually has always been loud. We've always said he has one volume and that is loud.
He is my special little boy, I love his bright smile and the way he scrunches up his face when he is serious. Today is not just Jack's special day, it's mine. I look at him and see the little boy I saw 3 years ago for the first time, I see the little boy he has grown into, and I see the little boy that one day I'll have to let go of. He is my baby, I am so blessed and honored to be his mother. He has made my life so bright.