Miracles

I am thinking about this child inside me tonight, my third son. He is to be induced into this world on Friday, July 1st, 2005. I'm wondering how this third child's birth will distinguish itself from the first two. With Gregory, I was pretty anxious and unsure of what labor pains would really be like. I was even sent home the first time I went in. Once I was at the hospital to stay, I suddenly developed a bad case of chattering teeth. My nerves took over and I just couldn't relax. Aaron and I laugh about this now, but it was really aggravating at the time. When Gregory was born, it was a very surreal moment. The sun was streaking through the windows like some kind of terrific movie moment and when I laid eyes on him, I began sobbing-- sounding much like this new little person they were laying in my arms. With Daniel, I was induced because of the distance to the hospital, and the fact that I was dilated 4cm by the 37th week. His birth was quiet, still, and strangely peaceful. It was 9:30 at night, and it seemed the moon was shining just for him. When all the hospital staff left the room, he began to quietly nurse and seemed so content.

I look forward to the birth of this little one, the painting in my mind that I will hold onto forever.