It's hard to believe we've had Magda in our lives for a whole year, yet at the same time I find it hard to remember what life was like without her.
For the past 36 hours, Stepan and I have been playing the "this time last year" game. Though most of labour is a blur to me now, I do remember the setting sun peaking through the blinds in the delivery room 24 hours after my surges started. Norah Jones playing in the background (the same cd, over and over, all night long) and Seasha's aromatherapy giving the room a deliscious spicy aroma. I also remember hour upon hour of the nurse and doula promising that it was almost over towards the end. Stepan seems to remember endless hours of supporting me while I sat on the toilet and my imperious demands for water.
When Magda woke up at 4am this morning, I thought, "3 hours to go". Then I woke up a little after 7am, kissed my beautiful, sleeping daughter, and wished her a very happy first birthday.
Posted by jfer at October 9, 2005 7:51 AM