On this Friday on year ago (which was December 12th),
I remember getting up and dropping Brice off at school.
I remember heading to the dr.'s office for my last check-up before my C-section.
I remember the midwive telling me she wouldn't check me because I didn't look like I was in labor and there was no point because I was having a C-section.
I remember meeting one of my best friends for a pedicure.
I remember Brice requested that my toenails be pink since Anna was a girl.
I remember talking to my cousin on the phone telling her everything was set, all I had to do was relax and enjoy Brice, alone for four more days.
I remember picking Brice up and taking him to Blockbuster to rent a movie. He wanted Little Mermaid so he could see just how mean Ursula was!
I remember watching the movie and wondering if I was having contractions. And even if I was, I was 38.5 weeks pregnant, probably nothing.
I remember Robin calling and letting me know that they weren't going to the lake that weekend, just in case.
I remember Justin left and said he would probably be home around midnight after the installation (cut-over) was complete (it ended up lasting until about 2:30 am).
I remember putting Brice to bed and instead of just saying goodnight, I stayed with him and rubbed his head until he drifted off. I knew our time together was going to be interrupted soon. ( I just didn't know how soon and how interrupted!)
I remember thinking Anna hadn't been moving a lot that day. Hmmm?? Perhaps a cupcake and some hot chocolate would give her the sugar jolt.
I remember sitting down to address a few last minute Christmas cards at the kitchen table.
I remember the moon. Full, Bright, HUGE! And with all my pregnancy brain, I didn't think anything of it.
I remember going to bed and watching Knocked Up.
I remember waking up to go the bathroom at 3:30am, getting back in bed, only for my water to break.
I remember being so scared, not knowing who to call, what to do with Brice, or if my uterus would be okay if I labored for a little bit.
I remember calling Justin and telling him to hurry.
I remember him finding me on the closet floor trying to put all of my things in a suitcase.
I remember getting downstairs, and getting in the car to find Brice all buckled in and asking, "Where's Anna?"!
I remember squeezing Justin's hand every 1-2 minutes on the LOOOOONNNNNG drive to Northside.
I remember thinking, once I'm there the pain will go away because they'll give me an epidural.
I remember getting out of the car on my own in between contractions because I just couldn't wait for Justin and a wheelchair.
I remember them wheeling me to pre-op and leaving me in the room alone only to start crying and beg someone to help me change.
I remember them yelling down the hall, "She's complete!".
I remember asking the nurse if they were going to put me under and cut me open.
I remember not knowing what to do, how to breath, and wondering if my baby girl was okay in there.
I remember my doctor showing up and two minutes later Anna emerging into my life.
I remember December 13th, 2008 at 5:13am.
What a special day! I will post some pictures (taken with Justin's blackberry because there was no time for a real camera!) on Sunday of her birth and her birthday!
Have a good weekend. I remember...