11.05.2007

nostalgia


On this day last year I began the final push.
I was put on bed rest due to a bunch of annoying pregnancy crap, and I was a whale.
A WHALE.
Garin dragged our mattress into our teeny living room. He made sure I was as comfy as possible. He filled any space in my stomach with ice cream, and any space in my head with cheesy romantic comedies.
I was probably about 5 pounds away from a bedpan.
It was ugly.
But, man, were we excited.
Wondering...
What will he look like?
Would we really love him the way they say you do?
Would we be good parents?
Would our marriage survive?

And now, almost a year later, we know.
He looks like us.
More than they say. Infinitely more.
Absolutely, the very best.
Yes, forever.

1 comment:

Grandmommus said...

You three have done it!!!