one year ago today
Written by Mary Beth   
Monday, February 22, 2010
One year ago today Tex made his debut.  At this time last year I was resting in bed after a difficult labor and delivery (I struggled immensely with fear and anxiety.  It felt like a major spiritual battle.).  Ahhh, relief to be done!  I was exhausted . . . and that was only the beginning.  I had insomnia (due to post-partum hormones) for two and a half months.

I, actually, got choked up last night when I remembered that first night and not being able to sleep.  At the time I had no idea what I had in store for me.  I just assumed it was the adrenaline rush.  As the days wore on the littlest sound would wake me up once I would finally fall asleep.  I also heard phantom baby crying while Dan would take the night shift and hold Tex and care for him while I tried, in vain many times, to sleep.  Most of the time that I was woken up to hearing him cry . . . he wasn't actually crying!  But it was so loud and real in my head.  Wiggy.

As hard as my labor was and the scary time after delivering him while waiting for my uterus to clamp down was (I seriously started wondering when they were going to call the ambulance - thankfully, they never needed to!) . . . I was so relieved to get to be at home for the whole thing.  I trusted my midwife completely as did Dan and that helped immensely.

And, now, here we are.  One year later.  It has been a blur and I'm disappointed that I have not written down more of what this year was like.  I want to remember God's goodness in the midst of the difficult times.  I want to remember the difficult times so I can reflect back on how God was so gracious in pulling us through.  I want to remember the sweet moments and the warm fuzzies.

Ahhhh, the warm fuzzies.  I (and I believe the rest of the family) still has a serious case of the warm fuzzies for my little Tex (who ain't so little).  This little guy of mine is such a joy.  I am so thankful that the Lord gave him to us!  I absolutely cannot imagine our life without him.  He's a ham and he loves to "dance" when we start singing "his" song (we have a couple of songs with his name in it that we sing to him and he boogies down when we sing them).  He LOVES his biggest sister, Lil' Miss Frizzle (9 1/2), and it's so much fun to see him reach for her when she comes near.

I am so thankful that difficult labors get to be a thing of the past and that we get to move on with life and enjoy the bundles of joy brought forth in the midst of them.  So worth it.  So. Worth. It.

- it's blahg! mb

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