The Best Day of my Life

So I was talking to a friend yesterday about the silly little nonsensical details of my life and the conversation brought us to "the best day of my life" all of the sudden it wasn't nonsense anymore because memories of my best day came flooding in. 4 years ago I made a choice to become a mother. That is a choice that I will live with every day of my life. My brain is pretty much fried, I've discovered that multi tasking isn't my strong suit, my house is always messy, I rarely have a shower by myself, my body is scarred, and I think I'm losing my hearing prematurely from the high pitch squealing that I'm exposed to on a daily basis. But these are all things I would live with a thousand times over because of the gift that comes with being a mother.

9:00 am on August 3rd, 2005 I felt my first real contraction. I was 5 days past my due date and VERY eager to deliver. Immediately I got up and walked around. My mother was there with me and we walked outside until the contractions were 4 min apart. She told me how proud she was of my strength in that moment, I knew then that it was something I'd never forget it was one small moment that will be in my heart forever. Keeton came home from work to get me and we rushed off to the hospital where my contractions slowed down and after hours and hours of testing and walking and paperwork and walking and no food and walking, I decided to go home so I could get a nap and eat. about 30 seconds after I signed my release my water broke which meant I had to stay. I was given pitocin, sleeping pills and an epidural, so the finer details ar a little fuzzy to me. But a few things I know for certain. Back labour is the worst pain I've ever felt. 24 hours of contractions and walking and pushing is enough to drain me of every ounce of energy in my body. My dear husband will always be here for me when I need him, and the best things in life are never easy. After hours of pain and pushing my miracle came. A beautiful spirit inside a body that I helped to form, entered my life at 9:08am August 4th, 2005.

All of the sudden nothing else mattered. I saw her beautiful little face all white and round. I was overwhelmed with the love I felt. I looked at my sweet husband and I could see the same emotions spilling over in his eyes and in that moment we were as full as I think a body can be. I don't know how else to explain it except that everything was right.

Almost 2 years later I had a similar experience. 6 days past my due date and more than ready to deliver I walked into the hospital with my husband determined to have an easier labour. It was much faster and a lot less hassle though I am not sure labour and easy should even be in the same sentence. At 12:14pm July 14th, 2007 we were blessed with another sweet spirit. A strong and healthy baby boy. Similar thoughts and feelings overwhelmed me, with one additional feeling, that of wholeness, like our little family was complete. That's really a good description of Dallin, he completes me. I love my children so much and I know that I am blessed. Keeton is an awesome dad and husband and he makes me want so much to be a good mother and wife.