At this time one year ago, I was lying in a hospital bed in labor and delivery. The doctor had successfully turned Claire from a breach position into a head-down position, but something didn't feel right. I kept telling Geoff I didn't want to go home, that I was ready to have her. The doctors thought we might go home, but Claire wasn't doing all that well. We were in for one long day and night, made longer by the fact that I hadn't been able to eat for 24 hours due to the version (procedure to turn the baby).
This year today
I've been working on checking all those little things off my pre-birthday-party list so that I can spend tomorrow with my big one-year-old girl. I tried to take a nap, but at almost 18 weeks in utero, Evelyn is too squirmy for me to doze off this afternoon. I'm remembering this time last year and feeling thankful for my husband, thankful for my OB who is caring for me and Evie this year, and a little nervous about Evie's arrival in 16 to 20 weeks.
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