Today my lil mans turns eight. Like all moms I question where those eight years went. On the other hand it feels like ages ago.
I remember arriving at the hospital around 3:30 in the morning to be induced.
I remember vomiting into that kidney shaped pan, and having unbelievable pains. Yes, I had the epidural. Still THE PAIN!
I remember some minor issues getting him out. And I remember some suction.
Then I remember some stitches. Followed by some stitches (enough already Doc!)
Then I remember holding him and crying. Even now, it brings tears to my eyes. I knew then that this kid was something amazing.