Today my son turns one year old. One year ago, at 12:38pm, I was in the hospital having an emergency c-section. My platelets were dangerously low, my blood pressure dangerously high, and the pain from my liver enzymes being out of whack was worse than the contractions I just started having.
Rick wasn't even allowed in the delivery room. It was a scary time, and it was also the most emotional time in my entire life. I hope to do it again someday - sans the preeclampsia and HELLP syndrome.
I'm trying to put together a post that looks back over the first year of Jack's life. (I hope to have that done before he turns two.)
I love you, Jack! I can't wait to see what your second year brings!