I was scheduled for a c-section on May 6th, 2008. But on May 2nd, I started having contractions. I went to the hospital and was told that even though I was having some strong contractions, I wasn’t dilating. So I was sent home.
(Not a very good picture, but here I am at 33 weeks.)
On the morning of May 6th, I got up super early, showered and headed to the hospital. Excited that I was finally going to meet my little boy. They get me in my room, I put a robe on and am about to get my IV put in, when the doctor comes in. She tells me I have to go home. At first I thought it was a joke. I mean, I was almost done with everything they were going to do before my c-section. As it turns out, she wasn’t joking. All their rooms were full and they had no where for me to go. They said that since my surgery wasn’t an emergency, I got to go home and come back 2 days later. I was heartbroken. I just wanted to hold my little guy in my arms. So I went home. 2 days later, I did the same thing. Got up super early, showered and headed to the hospital. This time, I got to stay. A few hours later, I became a proud Mama to an adorable little man.
(My little man, Theodore. 1 day old)
(A few hours old.)
At that point in my life, I felt like things couldn’t get any better. I had 2 beautiful girls and now I had a handsome little boy. My world was complete. 🙂
Now I have this goofy little 6 year old. Time goes by way too fast. Happy Birthday, Theodore. Even though you are getting older, you will always be my little man. 🙂