This weeks prompt was pretty easy for me. Above is our first family photo. After 9 months of multiple bedrests, sciatic pain, weight gain (oh the weight gain) and being forced to wear flats (yes, forced. I would have worn my stilettos up to the very end...if Randy hadn't all but forbade it) (to be fair, I really shouldn't be wearing stilettos in CNY winter weather anyway, but definitely not while pregnant, but I digress) we finally met our son.
After re-reading that paragraph it sounds like I'm complaining about my pregnancy. I'm really not. I had a relatively easy pregnancy to be honest. I was one of those lucky few that never had morning sickness. The only food that absolutely repulsed me was chicken (and let's face it, I've eaten enough chicken in my lifetime that taking a few months off was probably a good thing). It was almost difficult to tell that I was even pregnant unless you saw me from the side.
No, I definitely wouldn't complain.
Anyway, back to the task at hand.
The morning of March 2, 2009, after all those months, after all that anticipation, we finally met our son. And with it, we saw heaven.
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2 comments:
Ahh that's wonderful! I love that not wearing heels was one of the worst things about being pregnant. :)
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If that's not the truth, I don't know what is. What a slice of Heaven our first born is (and 2nd and 3rd, but I don't have those yet!) Stoppin by from Mama Kat's workshop! :)
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