Don't just live in the world


January 13th, 2013 | Posted by Amy Boughner in #ToddlerLife | Parenting | Personal

Zero, one, two


Three years ago we went in to the hospital for 10 am. Before we left the house we told my mother that we wouldn’t be back until we had a baby with us. The day started slowly but it seemed like it got dark without me realizing. Suddenly I was telling the midwife that there was a lot of pressure and when she finally believed me and checked the baby’s position it was time to start pushing. The room filled – two midwives, nurses, the OB and his two students, and the respiratory team, because they hadn’t told us that the baby’s heart rate was dipping and she had the cord around her neck twice.

It shouldn’t have been a surprise, she moved constantly before she was born and she hasn’t stopped. When she was a baby she would kick her legs and swing her arms. She’s always been fascinating to watch. Now she runs and jumps and bounces and she’s learning to skate. We’ve had her in gymnastics, soccer, t-ball and dance.

She’s a wonder. When they placed that baby on my chest three years ago I had no idea that she was going to be this little girl.

Joe says he knew I loved her right away just by looking at my face, but I don’t remember it that way. I was confused, this little person just suddenly appearing even though I’d been willing her to come for weeks. I don’t know when I fell in love with her, but I know that it wasn’t long before I could cry just by looking at her and all the emotion I felt.

Three years of living with this ever growing, ever changing little person who seems to have always been here. It’s as though she’s magic.


Happy Birthday little girl.



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