Bulldozers, Backhoes, Butterflies and Bees
Easton and Azalea are turning 3!
It was a beautiful day... Saturday, September 28, 2013
We celebrated as a family
and with family
that special day
three years ago
to the day
I remember it
like it was
just yesterday
and yet it feels
now
so very far away
He was born first
Baby A at 9:20 pm
head first
pulled from my abdomin
he let out one
single loud cry
they dipped him over
the large blue curtain
I saw him
will never forget
the blood stained
beauty
my baby boy
then immediately
as fast as I saw him
he was taken away
his breath stopped
my heart my mind my body
frozen
She was born second
Baby B, our mystery
at 9:22 pm
worried wondering
she wanted to come
into this world sideways
Dr. said one leg and one arm
poked through the opening
ended up jumping
with both feet first
assured she was delivered
heard her sweet voice
singing for all to hear
don't fear Momma
we are here
I never got to see her
until it was over
Easton practically died
after birth
his initial Apgar score was 0
they had to ventilate him
stabilize him
and then Daddy went with him
as they rolled him
past the proud Grandparents
waiting near by
then up to the NICU
for more needles, wires and monitors
6 weeks early
was too premature
for his little lungs
toendure
Azalea, my sturdy flower
she was why we delivered
so early
no longer thriving in utero
she was wrapped tightly
in a white hospital blanket
and placed in my arms
in the recovery room
for a few moments
that felt like a lifetime
tiny, teeny tiny itty bitty baby
her sweet small round face
looked like an angel
snug in my arms
no family no cameras
just me, her and a nurse
she was on her way to the NICU
where eventually she too
would be ventilated, poked and wired
but this moment
this was mine and hers
our time to shine
my only "motherly moment"
on their actual
birthday
For a long time
these and other memories
of our challenging beginning
made me mad
made me sad
but now they fuel me
make me feel
proud
grateful
knowing seeing
how far we have come
I will take sticky
cheese puff fingers and face
any day
especially on his
birthday
and that face
those eyes
3 years ago
I had no idea
his future
would look like this
breathtaking
on a whole
nother level
them
they
will
one day
but not
on this day
this day
the third
of many to come
still feels new
yet somehow
feels old
traditions
cake
laughter
love
thoughtful
life
lived
yet again...
Happy Happy Happy
Birthday to my
Dear Easton
and
Happy Happy Happy
Birthday to my
Sweet Azalea
