As we were waiting for the pumpkin pie to cool last night, I was thinking about this time 7 years ago.
I sent Juan off to work 3rd shift, with the promise that I would call once contractions were 20 minutes apart. I was sure this was false labor, so I didn't mention that contractions were already 15 minutes apart, and had been for a few hours. I called the nurse line throughout the night and Juan kept calling me to check in. Around 3am I must have sounded different on the phone, because he decided to come home. Good thing he did because by the time he got there, contractions were 4-6 minutes apart. We headed to the hospital at 6am (contractions were 2 minutes apart when we got there!), and JA was born that afternoon at 3:52.
What a marvelous moment! We believe life begins at conception, so I already considered myself a mom, but it is such a glorious moment when you meet your baby face-to-face.
I have been so incredibly blessed to be JA's mami. I have learned a lot from her; about myself, about the kind of person I want to be, and about complete faith in God.