I hate to say I like watching Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice. Last night while "watching", I had feelings and flashbacks to my time in the hospital with Amelia. Other than her REFUSING to sleep, they are such wonderful memories. The feeling of nothing else going on except our little family. No war, guns, arguments, crime, vandalism. Just new life.
Taking Amelia (and Owen) home on March 7, 2011, was so scary. So vulnerable. Almost like the hospital was a safe zone for my family, and we were released into the crazy world. I didn't feel like that when Owen was born. Maybe because his beginning was so rough. Maybe because I know more now than I did then.
All I do know is that I am so thankful to have my 2 babies. They each give me courage and strength for things I may not have had before.
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