My good friend and co-worker, Linda, made Ellie some jammies that match those of her doll. Ellie couldn't be happier (as you can see).
Our beautiful, sweet girl turns two on Saturday. I can't always grasp the wonder and magic she's brought to our lives. I don't even remember what life was like before she was here...
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Friday, June 17, 2005
My "Destiny"
I met Courtney shortly after I moved to Colorado. Before I left Indiana, I saw a psychic, just for fun. She said I would meet someone named Terry, who would facilitate my meeting "my destiny." No joke. I thought it was silly. Until I met Terry.
When I moved here, I was running all the time and was sore most days, so I started getting massages on a regular basis. A friend referred me to a massage therapist named Terry. After she'd done massage a few times, she said, "hey, my girlfriend and I are going to a Halloween party this weekend, wanna go?" Her girlfriend was Courtney. Yikes.
We were all friends for a long time and the two of them had been struggling in their relationship for over a year (couples therapy, the whole works). The three of us had a great time and enjoyed each other's company. I had a crush on Courtney immediately but never said so. When they split up, we started spending more and more time together.
Sometimes I wonder if I did anything wrong but I know that after almost eight years together, Courtney's who I'm supposed to be with...no doubt about it. It's nice to know that Terry has found some peace now, too. We actually saw her a few weeks ago at Pearl Street Mall. It was nice to see that she's happy.
I love my family and never dreamed I'd have it so good...
When I moved here, I was running all the time and was sore most days, so I started getting massages on a regular basis. A friend referred me to a massage therapist named Terry. After she'd done massage a few times, she said, "hey, my girlfriend and I are going to a Halloween party this weekend, wanna go?" Her girlfriend was Courtney. Yikes.
We were all friends for a long time and the two of them had been struggling in their relationship for over a year (couples therapy, the whole works). The three of us had a great time and enjoyed each other's company. I had a crush on Courtney immediately but never said so. When they split up, we started spending more and more time together.
Sometimes I wonder if I did anything wrong but I know that after almost eight years together, Courtney's who I'm supposed to be with...no doubt about it. It's nice to know that Terry has found some peace now, too. We actually saw her a few weeks ago at Pearl Street Mall. It was nice to see that she's happy.
I love my family and never dreamed I'd have it so good...
Thursday, May 05, 2005
the day i met her
my daugher, that is. There's a lot about childbirth that they just don't tell you. Contractions seemed nothing like those bendover-scream-in-pain things you see on TV. At least they weren't for me. I had a miserable pregnancy...22 weeks of morning sickness (the pull over and puke out of the car kind), I had high blood pressure, SHINGLES. And then I fell down and we thought she was so mad, she'd come a week early. She didn't.
Anyway, I pushed for three and a half hours - my doctor thought I was a champ. I guess I didn't realize it was that long until I got exhausted...and then a little fearful. What if I'm the only woman in the history of civilization who can't make the baby come out? They threatened her with the vacuum after Courtney saw the desperation on my face. I said, "I can do 15 more minutes but I don't think I can do another hour." Courtney said, "let's get her out of there." She knows me better than anyone.
Ellie responded to the vacuum by deciding she wanted no part of that contraption. As soon as the doctor held it up, I had to push and down, down, down she came. It was the weirdest thing. I had no control - threw my head back (I guess you're not supposed to do that) and closed my eyes, pushed. The nurse - trying to encourage - said, "put your hand down here, feel her head...she's coming." I said, "I CAN FEEL HER HEAD FROM HERE!!!"
Two more pushes and I heard the doc say, "reach down here and grab your baby, melissa." The sweetest words - I had no idea how but I just did it. Grabbed that precious girl and pulled her to my chest. I wept. Like in the movies. I cried, cried, cried. Kissed Courtney, watched the nurse cry, too.
Best moment of my life. She's 18 months and I remember it like it was yesterday. Thanks, Rosie, for helping me remember that day.
Anyway, I pushed for three and a half hours - my doctor thought I was a champ. I guess I didn't realize it was that long until I got exhausted...and then a little fearful. What if I'm the only woman in the history of civilization who can't make the baby come out? They threatened her with the vacuum after Courtney saw the desperation on my face. I said, "I can do 15 more minutes but I don't think I can do another hour." Courtney said, "let's get her out of there." She knows me better than anyone.
Ellie responded to the vacuum by deciding she wanted no part of that contraption. As soon as the doctor held it up, I had to push and down, down, down she came. It was the weirdest thing. I had no control - threw my head back (I guess you're not supposed to do that) and closed my eyes, pushed. The nurse - trying to encourage - said, "put your hand down here, feel her head...she's coming." I said, "I CAN FEEL HER HEAD FROM HERE!!!"
Two more pushes and I heard the doc say, "reach down here and grab your baby, melissa." The sweetest words - I had no idea how but I just did it. Grabbed that precious girl and pulled her to my chest. I wept. Like in the movies. I cried, cried, cried. Kissed Courtney, watched the nurse cry, too.
Best moment of my life. She's 18 months and I remember it like it was yesterday. Thanks, Rosie, for helping me remember that day.
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