I was pacing around and around and around our apartment-in-the-sky, hour upon hour upon hour, lower back in unending spasms, yelling crabapple orders to mom and cc, moaning and crouching and writhing, wandering the halls/scaring our neighbors with my language, throwing bizarre and irrational things into our hospital bag, many moons later driving thru the rainy night -- james taylor on the radio, windows down -- to the hospital.
A year ago today, we were thisclose to meeting our buttery biscuit best baby bubble bum. Oh MY it hurt so bad, but I knew something real real good was right around the corner. And it was.
(An actual birthday post, on her actual birthday, will be up tomorrow...)
Happy weekend!!
Awww. How quickly a year goes by... Much love to you guys! Happy (early) bday Harper!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Harper. Do you call her Biscuit anymore? Maybe Cinnabon now? Happily waiting the birthday blog.
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