And so it begins...

We are one week out from Nathan's big #1! I will now try and relive the moments leading up to his birth and TRY to remember what life was like one short year ago.

Last year at this time:
I was probably working my little tail off, at Churchill Downs, trying to get everything planned and ready for my "maternity leave". I believe I took a vacation day the weekend before Nathan was born because I had tons of stuff stacked in his room but nothing organized. I do believe I had begun complaining that August was going to go on forever and ever because I was due on the 30th...and in my uncomfortable pregnancy stage, I couldn't IMAGINE going full term, unless I was able to miraculously sleep for the next three weeks. ;) I believe Jeanne and I started joking that I would go into labor before her, even though she was due a week before me (which, is ironic..since...I did!). I ran across an email that I had sent to my Sister In Law, telling her about the cramps and the "odd" pains that I was having. Looking back...yeah...they were contractions. I remember vividly the fear that I felt about giving birth...and the fear that I had about actually bringing that child home. I remember saying over and over "okay, you get him home, then what...?". I remember daydreaming about what he would look like, sound like, cry like. I wondered if he would be a fussy baby, if he would be healthy, or if he would be mellow. I remember wondering if he would have a lot of hair, and if his hair would be dark like Jonathons (I hoped it would be!). It was all so unknown and new...and wonderful actually!