Another year has flown by
Six years ago yesterday at 10:30 a.m. I was awakened by cramping in my lower abdomen.
Fourteen hours of labor, 2 1/2 hours of pushing, one use of forceps, one broken tail bone, one fourth degree tear and 45 stitches later I held my brand new baby in my arms. The moment I held him I fell in love with him. He was so beautiful. So miraculous. So mine.
I love him just as much, six years later.
Happy Birthday Count Dooku!










