One year ago at this time, Tanner and I were in bed. We were sleepy from all of the turkey day grub we had devoured, yet wired from the anticipation of becoming parents the next day. The delivery of "baby G" was set to begin at 7am on November 23rd. Originally, the doctor scheduled me for 6am...but a nurse called just as we were getting ready for bed and told me that another pregnant lady was taking priority. Fine with us - who would argue over an extra (childless) hour of sleep?!
"Baby G" had plans of his own, though, and woke me up at 2am with a little back labor. I spent the next two hours going between the living room (where I'd slump over the back of the couch with each contraction) to the closet (where I repeatedly emptied and re-packed my hospital bag because I had no idea what I was doing and figured the contractions were not real. Ha. Not real. Doesn't everybody get unbelievably horrible back pain every two minutes?).
And so started the adventures of November 23, 2007, and the life of Miles Jay Grimmius! Our baby boy is one year old. He's a digit. A cute digit with wild, curly blonde hair. A digit who likes to grind his teeth, chase puppies, bounce on the couch, pull daddy's ears, and sit at mommy's feet while she cooks or goes to the bathroom. He's our little love bug.
2 comments:
Your little love bug is growing up. Look at all the fun you've had with him this past year!
Love, Mom
Soon "Baby G." won't be a baby at all..! Let's give him some EXTRA lovin' on his birthday..! Grandpa Dave
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