One year ago, I was in the hospital, holding my baby girl (and maybe shedding some happy tears). Shawn went home to take care of the kids, and I was alone with my sweet, newborn. (and I was extremely tired!) All day long today, I have been remembering what I was doing one year ago. I remember waking up, taking a shower, wondering when I'd have that baby... I remember reading the scriptures, praying (that someday this baby would come), and feeling that kick that broke my water. I remembered calling my sub, sending the kids off to school and telling them that I was just too tired to go to school (not wanting to get their hopes up), and riding to the hospital. I remember checking in while Shawn went to set up a patient (the registration nurse couldn't believe that he just dropped me off! What if I delivered before he came back! Yea right!). I remember watching the baby story while I was in labor, and I remember getting that epidural and thinking that I had not felt that good for 9 long months! And I remember when our Brielle was born, and how sweet and perfect and beautiful she was. I remember the kids coming to meet her, and then Shawn took them home.
Thinking back over the last year, I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father for teaching me about what was important in such a tender way. In the last year, I have been able to cook and clean for my family, spend time with my children, serve in callings, and take care of the newest addition to our family. I've also been able to take a few classes and help Shawn with his.
I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father for giving me just what I needed and reminding me of what was important. Happy birthday Brielle! We love you so much!
