This time last year...

This time last year I was probably trying to get myself to sleep. If I could even get to sleep with my enormous belly in my way, the endless heartburn, oh yeah and that little being inside my enormous belly wiggling her fingers and toes. I also found it hard to sleep because I knew, the next day I would finally get to meet my daughter. And I just wasn't entirely sure how I felt about that. Excited, yes. Scared, hell yes! I remember finally falling asleep and waking up at 5 or 5:30 so I could shower and do my hair (I know!) and get to the hospital at 7 to check in. My Mom came over that morning to follow us there, and of course to take pictures (one of many things she does best.) We got a picture of us in the house and outside of the hospital. I felt like it was my first day at a new school all over again. Butterflies had somehow managed to fit inside my belly along with baby Bea. I hadn't told anyone that I was going to be induced. I didn't want all the calls and people dropping by the hospital to see me. (I know, I'm weird.) Of course once at the hospital I ended up waiting, and waiting, and waiting... other girls were rushed in actually IN labor so naturally they came before me. :) I won't go into anymore details, but I finally got a room and things finally progressed and before I knew it the doctor laid this little quiet baby on my tummy. She was all grey, almost black and white and she looked at me with her big eyes, and I just looked at her and thought... 'wow.' Once Izak and I got into our tiny hospital room he fell asleep in the supposedly 'uncomfortable' reclining chair and I felt like it was Christmas morning and I had a brand new toy that I couldn't stop looking at. I didn't sleep at all that night. I was so worried about someone trying to take her (even though the hospital has precautions for that.) I just worried that she would somehow roll over and smother herself or I dunno! Plus I had a nurse coming in every so often checking on me and pushing on me... ugh. I, of course, no longer have a quiet baby. She is loud as can be and she's going to be ONE tomorrow. I just can't believe that a year has gone by that fast especially when it seems like just yesterday we brought her home from the hospital, so small and tiny.