Get outta ma belleh!
I have made it passed the mountain and the valley, I have looked pain in the eye and joy in the face, I am a witness- I have lived through all of this and survived long enough to try to tell the tale, but it may take years to tell and even then I'm sure I'll leave many truths untold, much beauty undisclosed, too much hurt to put into words, too little understanding to convey the power of the moments leading and preceding to the birth of my first child: Sebastian Roy Alexander. I was ready- good 'n ready! Stuffed full of life and barely breathing, I begged for him to come early and put me out of my misery.
He came on the day he was due and not a minute too soon. I went into labor at 2:30 in the morning, went to the hospital at 4:30 and had him at 9:40. No meds, no epidural, just great music, my husband, my mother, and a lot of massage. I stood up for all the contractions until it was time to push. When he came out, he was all nose and had a perfectly round head. After 40 weeks of getting to know this little guy from the inside out, I felt I'd known him for years. Of course, I've dreamed of him for years. But my dreams were never good enough. I could have never imagined this kind of cuteness. Needless to say, I'm smitten. He makes a scene of cuteness everywhere we go. He's got slate-grey, puppy-dog eyes and the longest eyelashes I've ever seen- Tammy Faye would be impressed!
