Ames, your momma can be one neurotic, guilt-stricken lady.
I stress about the details, I want to do things right the first time, and I’m always too hard on myself.
I have two big “regrets” from my relationship with Christopher thus far…
1 – When I came home from Alaska, I was really awkward with your Daddy. Read the story here. I’m still kicking myself for not running straight into his arms and smothering him with kisses the day I returned. He was so beautiful. And I was so fat. Anyway, we’ve thankfully recovered from that season!
2 – When I got pregnant with you, it was a semi-surprise… Chris kept making jokes about it, wayyy before my period was due. So one day, after he left for work, I took a pregnancy test – BY MYSELF. He has never let me live that down. He was so mad (happy about you, of course) that I left him out of such a big moment. Oops.
When it comes to you, there are SO MANY THINGS about which to fret and regret later on!
Where to have you. How to have you. What to name you.
How to feed you. What to do with your penis. What to do about vaccines.
How to diaper you. Where to sleep you. When to leave you.
Thanks to be God, though. I can honestly say I have no regrets thus far.
I have met many women who wish they had done things differently. They don’t walk around feeling defeated by any means. They simply let on that they would like to go back and “fix” certain things. Sometimes, it’s because they were pressured down a certain path. Other times, they just didn’t know better.
I am thankful, Ames. God has been so good to us when it comes to you.
Your birth was perfect. I didn’t have to transport or end up with an emergency c-section.
You were healthy. You took awhile to breathe properly and even longer to nurse, but it was perfect.
I know it was over 20 hours long, but your labor felt like the perfect sun-up to sun-down experience.
Our closest friends were there. Your dad handled everything like a champ. It was unbelievable.