And after all that pain, Molly was born.
The pain I refer to was not the labor and delivery I endured for 7 hours (don't hate me) . Molly and I had an astonishingly easy birth, so easy and nearly pain free that after getting cleaned up and having something to eat (an entire roast chicken from a local fancy grocery store), I strapped my newborn daughter on my back and returned to work in the rice fields.
I'm kidding. There was no rice field. But the birth? Easy-peasy (don't hate me).
The pain and suffering and heartache I speak of is described in the last post. Molly gave me back my heart, soul and body. For this, for so much, I live each day in gratitude.
Happy birthday, my wonderful child. You are the changer and I am the changed. I am a better woman because of you.
Happy Birthday!
She is beautiful, Grace!
Posted by: Julie | June 17, 2008 at 03:04 PM
She's gorgeous. Thanks for the comment on my blog. I hope I'll be a great mom.
Posted by: Brittany | June 17, 2008 at 05:57 PM
Gah! They grow up so fast.
Posted by: Steph | June 18, 2008 at 03:34 PM
You're being featured on Five Star Friday:
http://www.fivestarfriday.com/2008/06/five-star-friday-edition-11.html
Posted by: schmutzie | June 19, 2008 at 10:35 PM
Hee! She's wearing a Misfits shirt! That was the first punk rock show I ever saw, way back in '82!
Posted by: Ms. Jane | July 09, 2008 at 08:30 AM