This is what I looked like a year ago.Why in the world do I want to be pregnant again? The nine months I carried Lizzy were physically the hardest months of my life. The days went by so slowly and felt so endless, I couldn't wait for it to be over. Yet I'm willing and wanting to do it all over again, and it hasn't even been a full year yet. I miss the excitement of creating a new life. I miss feeling my baby move inside me. What a joy it is to hear a baby's little heartbeat for the first time! How marvelous it is to feel a baby kick! I want to experience that all over again. It's amazing how the backaches, sore hips, nauseousness, fatigue, contractions, and labor pains don't really deter me from wanting to have another baby. Why is that? Perhaps because the joy I felt while I was pregnant, and the joy I feel today being a mother, outshines the physical challenges I encountered back then. Perhaps because she was totally and completely worth it.
Yes, I would do it all over again. And again...
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Lindsey was my first delivery that the epidural did not work on. Six hours after she was born I was talking to a good friend about the labor and delivery that morning. When I told her the epidural didn't work, she gasped and said, "Was it awful?"
And I said, "No."
No?!
I instantly rethought that and had to say, "Well, yes, actually it was."
But it didn't matter any more. The baby far outweighs the pain, the sickness and the physical inconvenience. :)
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