3 years ago I spent much of the day crying. I was SO sad that I was going to have to be induced. It just wasn’t FAIR that I was twelve days overdue. How on EARTH could I get this baby OUT of me, without involving pitocin? I actually probably cried for a good 2 weeks. Not straight, but pretty close.
1 year ago today Drew interviewed at a high school. He called me BEAMING after the interview, but had bad news that it was only 80%. I told him it was ludicrous to even think about and to come on home.
4 years ago Drew got his new trombone and I spent the night trying to get Mr Middle into preschool. Realizing that my years as a stay at home mom were coming to a close. In between waiting for the preschool web portal to open, I looked at jobs. This baby thing just wasn’t going to happen.
The thing is, life is insane. It throws you twists and turns that you never saw coming, and yet it’s totally perfect. Things that really aren’t fair happen. And you have to roll with it.
And sometimes you end up with the most perfect little human that entirely completes your life.