This is what I looked like.
We had checked into the hospital for an induction (ten days past my due date), early in the morning.
I was hooked up to what seemed like a million machines (but really it was an IV, contraction monitor, baby monitor, and blood pressure cuff - which seems like nothing now).
I was reading and Ryan was trying to watch Heroes on TV. After eight hours of pitocin I was just starting to feel contractions.
The next twelve hours were very intense as the contractions really hit. I'll spare you all of the details, but at the end of it we met baby Madeleine.
She was perfect.
It's true what they say about your life never being the same after having a child. it's not just the sleepless nights and constant diaper changes, but the fact that there is a little creature that relies on you so totally and completely. It's about putting someone else first. And the rewards for all of this are much greater than the effort that it takes to get there. A first smile, a first laugh, hearing her say, "mama." Seeing the smile on her face when Ryan gets home at night.
This was her Halloween picture last year, one day old:
And this year's:
Happy First Birthday!