We can officially say it. We have been parents for three years. I know that this is a tiny milestone for all you ‘experienced’ parents out there but for us newbies…this is HUGE. Three years ago at this moment I was sitting in bed in our ‘lovely’ duplex trying to decide if the contractions were in fact the real thing or not. I might have had one unnecessary visit to the hospital already… Kelly was dead to the world and if you know him…good luck waking him up. There was absolutely no way I was going to sleep…
To help pass the time from midnight to four when I decided it was time to go to the hospital, I talked my monkey-toed-kicker-of-a-baby. All night I had some nice little conversations with my “belly”. Although I don’t remember everything I talked to her about I do remember several things. I remember telling her how much I wanted to meet her and how excited I was to finally prove to everyone that I was having a boy. I just knew belly was a boy. Not.A.Doctor.
I told her all about her room, her cat's grey tuxedo and how to sleep with daddy’s snoring self. I reminisced on all the great concerts she had tagged along to and decided that Ben Folds was probably her favorite one as well…it was an awfully good concert and the Fray did happen to be the opener. Can’t get much better than that. I told her about the neighbors, the hospital and our great doctor. I definitely encouraged her not to take her time coming out. There was a whole world her waiting for her… I couldn’t wait for her to see.
For someone who hasn’t been here long…she sure has taught me an awful lot about love. This world is a much more exciting place because of our Molly Grace May. We are so excited for all the adventures to come in year three!
Happy Birthday Sweet Girl!
*Remember to pause my music on the side to hear the music on the video!