the emotional undertow that consumes you, is gracefully overwhelming. i now understand what my mom always talked about in relation to loving something so much. i am so thankful to have her a part of the process. she has been so supportive and loving, i couldn't be more inspired to be as amazing of a mom as she has been to me. her love for my son reminds me so much of the love that she had for me growing up. pure and steadfast.
going through labor, it was painful but being 3 weeks out, it doesn't seem as life and death as it did in that moment. partially because of the love you have for the lil human that i now call my son. it went exactly the way it was meant to and being surrounded by so many positive, encouraging people, made it so much more bearable. i couldn't have asked for a better team or husband. he is a strong willed little man, that is for sure. i had it in my mind that he was going to be born on his due date but he had another plan. after two hours of pushing, discussions of what beer i would drink first and what the next meal would be with my midwife, he made his debut on march 24th at 12:03 am.
in all his glory, {21 inches, 6 lbs 15 oz} the lil guy was placed on my chest and cried his little heart out. i think i was so taken back by the entire process that this part is a little foggy to me but i remember his sweet face looking at me for a brief moment before they swept him away to check him. at that moment i became obsessed. with him. all of him. allan made his way over to check on him and with the sweetest, proudest smile, allan was just as in love as i was.
the joy we felt jointly with the newest addition to our family, couldn't be put into words. it's a different kind of love. a love that grows every moment of every day. we can't wait to see what our future holds as a family of 3. well technically 6 including the puppies and horse. the most perfect imperfect family. i am forever grateful that we were blessed to be his parents.
