I'll take...Water Breaking 13 Weeks Early for a 1000 Alex...

So today is the day that it happened, actually is was tonight but same thing, exactly one year ago when our journey started.  But I didn't know it had started.  I know I know, every other mother on the face of this earth is like "How in the world did you NOT know your water had broke??"  Because I am a rare breed... obviously!!!


I was informed that you started to "discharge" more in your third trimester and I had just started the third trimester so I figured that's what it was.  I did not have a huge gush of water like a waterfall fall between my legs.  Sorry!!!  I am not a moron but I am sure there are people out there that think I am because I had no clue I had a slow leak.  In retrospect when I look back, yes, now it seemed weird to me to wake up with the crotch of my pants wet but I didn't know any better.  I stood up to go to the bathroom and there was no huge gush.  There was no blood, no weird feelings, nothing to indicate that I probably should have driven myself to the hospital right then and there.


I told K this morning that a year ago today is when her exit to the outside world began and this is what she thought of it....

She was really worried when I shared her the story (actually I was giving her bite sized piece of apples that she had never had before and the consistency was weird so hence the faces)  but I like my story better!!







But then I told her the rest of the story and how everything worked out just fine and she was much better!

March 1st is her birthday but I consider February 18th to be the REAL start to a journey that still brings laughter and tears to Jim and myself.  How can you not get a kick out of that cute thing? And how can you not shed a tear to remember what that adorable baby had to go through...and where she is now!?!  It will be a very long time from now that I will be able to talk about, think about, remember back to, what played out for this girl a year ago and not cry while thinking of it.  I hope when she is old enough to share the story with I will have gotten over the weepy crap and not sob like a little baby as I go back in time and tell her how she was brought into this world.  But knowing me I probably will!

So hard to believe that my "squeaky" girl is going to be a year old in 12 days!

She got her nickname, "squeaky", because right after we brought her home, the noises she would make sounded like squeaks.  So she's our squeaky girl...or as I sometimes call her, my "squeaky meekey".  Funny thing is she responds to "squeaks" just like she does her own name.