My little baby was born one year ago today. It is 12:30 & my water broke around 1 AM. She was born around 4PM after long hours of back labor. What else in life can we go through that is so uncomfortable but we willingly do it again? The gift I was given that day is unbelievable. There is no way to measure the love I have for the precious girl I laugh and smile with daily. My husband and I have walked around like zombies over the past year, freaked out over ridiculous things, claimed multiple times that there is no way we could handle another baby, but we wouldn’t trade the past year for anything, not even sleep. We have spent the past year and more having conversation after conversation about medicines, birth, vaccines, midwives, doulas, Strep B, mainstream people, blood, pediatricians, needles, Hypnobabies, my inability to relax, hippies, SIDS, my husband’s inability to function like a normal person when hungry or tired, what would happen to Isla if we both passed away, baby clothes, diapers, doggy bootcamp, diaper cream, and probably about a million other things. We spent a million hours going through research online and reading books about pregnancy, birth, and babies. We made decisions for our family and armed ourselves for the questions from those who love us and those who only believe in the masses.
Isla went from crying all the time to laughing and running away from me when she’s doing something she shouldn’t. I turn my face and laugh realizing that I may suck a little with discipline. She has learned to wave and say hi and bye. She says thank you and hands you objects when you hold out your hand. The best trick, like we have trained her like an animal, is giving kisses. If you know me well, you can assume this is my favorite moment in life every time.
The next few years could bring anything, it is not in my control, but my goal is to raise the happiest little girl. She should learn how her life is wonderful and filled with so much love. Her curiosities will teach her about the world while our efforts ensure that she only learns a peaceful one. My husband and I just watched the video of Isla asleep the day she was born. We had no idea, simply could not comprehend at the time, how much light and love she would bring into our lives. Nothing has ever felt so genuine or pure.
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