I know most mom's look forward to their babies birthdays more than thinking about being in labor but I went into labor with Haylee November 5th, 2007 and it's been a day I have thought about ever since. I'm confessing one of my weird quirks. I am obsessed with labor. I love it. I love hearing about everyone's labor stories, I love watching tv shows about it, (especially a baby story), I love reading about it and I loved being in labor. Totally weird, I know. I remember everyone telling me, you won't love it as much after going through it, but I love it more. I loved every minute of it. I realize I have only been in labor once and I had an epidural so I don't know all the pains that accompany a baby being born, but I did suffer through many contractions before my epidural. I can remember walking the halls of the hospital and thinking I"m going to die and I'm not going to make it through. Another time walking the halls a MALE doctor came up to me and said you're almost there, only a few more hours. I wanted to rip his head off! But through that I loved the feeling that my body is in complete control and knows what to do. I just think labor is the most miraculous thing and such a gift from Heavenly Father. I remember last nov 5th so vividly. I woke up and was so mad that I didn't have the baby the night before. I was so mad that Weston came home for lunch with flowers to cheer me up. Then I went to get my haircut and go shopping. I remember talking to my mom on the phone and telling her that the baby is not coming for a long time and I'm never going to go into labor. An hour after I hung up with her and I started not feeling very good. I lost my appetite completly and just felt yucky. I went to work out with weston and he asked me why I was walking so slow on the treadmill. I remember telling him I don't know I don't feel good. It didn't even occur to me I might be in labor. I remember reading scriptures that night with Weston and I stopped and gripped the table during a contraction, but still didn't occur to me, I"m in labor. I remember Weston forcing me to pack my bags for the hospital and me telling him I'm fine, this isn't it. Then a contraction hit again and me screaming this is it, lets GO! And then my life changed forever! Happy Labor Day to me.
Her favorite place to take a nap at a few weeks old. 12 months later..................
Her favorite place to watch a movie.
We pulled this out to pack away and Haylee discovered that it's her new favorite thing to play with. She'll sit in it, bounce up an down and climb all over it. She's gotten thrown out of it a couple times while bouncing a little to high. I guess we should have wrapped this and given it to her for her birthday. Her Birthday toys are already not exciting to her anymore. Like my sister Katie always says, I guess I bought them for her little friends that will come over and my visiting teacher's kids.
