Exactly one year ago I had cramps, but was convinced I wasn’t in labor (the dr assured me I would be a week late). I came home from work, tired, frustrated and 39 weeks 6 days pregnant.
Exactly a year ago today my husband made me a wonderful spaghetti dinner and I started crying. All I wanted was a McDonald’s hamburger. The awesome husband he was, boxed everything up and went to get me a smoothie and a hamburger.
Exactly a year ago today Indiana basketball lost to Minnesota and valparaiso basketball beat Green Bay to win the horizon league regular season title. I sat on my yoga ball bouncing through both games as my contractions moved further apart.
Exactly a year ago today I decided to take a shower and lay down at 10pm. I was in tears because my contractions went back to 10 minutes apart and chances are I would be back at work the next day. My due date.
Exactly a year ago today at 11:45pm my contractions were 4 minutes apart, lasting for a minute for over an hour.
Exactly a year ago today I went into labor.
Holy shit my little man will be one tomorrow. I am not emotionally ready to accept this fact!