As Oliver's
birthday approaches this week, I find myself reflecting on what I was doing this time last year, before we had met him. Now that he's a part of our lives, it's hard to believe that there was ever a time when I hadn't seen his sweet little face or heard his voice. But just one year ago, that was the case. One year ago:
- I was 39 weeks 2 days pregnant
- Ellis was 2 years 5 months old
- The pool was the only place in the world I was comfortable
- I was nervous about another labor and delivery
- I felt anxious about how Ellis would react to a sibling (rightly so, as it turned out)
- I had my last appointment with my midwife, who didn't schedule to see me the next week because she didn't think I would be pregnant in another week. She said, "I tell you what--if you're still pregnant next week, I'll come to you."
- I was mentally preparing myself to be pregnant another 2 weeks, as Ellis had been 13 days "late"
- I had no idea the challenges I was about to face as a mother of two
- I could not fathom how much I could love another child
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| The last photo of me pregnant with Oliver, 10 days before his birth |
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