“No one else will ever know
the strength of my LOVE for you.
After all, you’re the only one who knows what my
HEART sounds like from the inside.”
the strength of my LOVE for you.
After all, you’re the only one who knows what my
HEART sounds like from the inside.”
When September 13th, 2013
finally came, I was more than ready to hold and kiss the lips of my first son,
Elijah, but that didn’t happen quite yet. I waited 9 long months and there I
was, still pregnant. I went to the doctors that day to be told I would just
have to wait. Wait? Had I not ‘waited’
9 months already? I went home with my head down and I felt a sense of sadness
pour over me. Elijah wasn’t ready to enter the world, so I did as I was told. I
went home and waited. I decided I
would handle things my way. I looked up all the different remedies and methods
to speed up labor. I danced and bopped around the room, I bounced on a yoga
ball all night and with every bounce I took a bite of fresh pineapple. By the
end of the night I was out of breath and my tongue felt like it was going to
peel right off.
Every night, upon finding out I was to have a baby, I couldn’t stay up past 9, but that night I was wide awake and full of every bit of energy. All I could think of that night was how my child was going to stay inside me and never come out. I finally made myself go to bed around 3 in the morning. Little did I know I wasn’t going to get a bit of sleep for quite a while! At 5:06 in the morning the contractions began. At the time of my first one I questioned whether it was really happening so I remained in bed, but at 5:30 I had another one, then 5:56am, and again, and again. At 7:30am it was time to head to the hospital, it was finally happening! Excitement, eagerness and nervousness and many more emotions flooded my body but first I insisted on fixing my hair and applying my makeup. I was dead set on looking my best for my first pictures of being a mom!
The drive to the hospital is somewhat of a blur because the contractions began to pile up on one another. I thought for sure I was going to have Elijah any minute. As we pulled into the hospital, I sat for a moment longer to breathe through yet another pain striking contraction. At 8:21am, I pulled myself up out of the car, it happened, my water broke! There was no doubt about it, we were having ourselves a little baby to hold and kiss for the rest of our days and I was ready! Elijah, on the other hand, still wasn’t. Perhaps he was comfortable where he was or nervous about the new world he was about to enter in or even wanted to prove a point to his parents right off the bat, either way he was determining his arrival on his own time.
His father and I weren’t the only ones who were anxious to meet Elijah. His grandparents from both sides were there, 2 uncles, 2 aunts, and 2 cousins waited eagerly by my side. If you add that up, that’s a whopping number of 12 people in the room! There we were, waiting. We waited, 26 hours for the arrival of Elijah Niven Totherow. And when he finally came, he was more beautiful, and more precious than I could have ever prepared myself for. The nurse laid my son on my chest, I held him and kissed him just as I had waited so “patiently” to do, he looked up at me and stared and as I stared back at those big sweet eyes of his, with tears falling down my face, I said, “Look at him, he is perfect.” Now every day I kiss Elijah all over and I hold him and I rock him because I no longer have to wait.
Every night, upon finding out I was to have a baby, I couldn’t stay up past 9, but that night I was wide awake and full of every bit of energy. All I could think of that night was how my child was going to stay inside me and never come out. I finally made myself go to bed around 3 in the morning. Little did I know I wasn’t going to get a bit of sleep for quite a while! At 5:06 in the morning the contractions began. At the time of my first one I questioned whether it was really happening so I remained in bed, but at 5:30 I had another one, then 5:56am, and again, and again. At 7:30am it was time to head to the hospital, it was finally happening! Excitement, eagerness and nervousness and many more emotions flooded my body but first I insisted on fixing my hair and applying my makeup. I was dead set on looking my best for my first pictures of being a mom!
The drive to the hospital is somewhat of a blur because the contractions began to pile up on one another. I thought for sure I was going to have Elijah any minute. As we pulled into the hospital, I sat for a moment longer to breathe through yet another pain striking contraction. At 8:21am, I pulled myself up out of the car, it happened, my water broke! There was no doubt about it, we were having ourselves a little baby to hold and kiss for the rest of our days and I was ready! Elijah, on the other hand, still wasn’t. Perhaps he was comfortable where he was or nervous about the new world he was about to enter in or even wanted to prove a point to his parents right off the bat, either way he was determining his arrival on his own time.
His father and I weren’t the only ones who were anxious to meet Elijah. His grandparents from both sides were there, 2 uncles, 2 aunts, and 2 cousins waited eagerly by my side. If you add that up, that’s a whopping number of 12 people in the room! There we were, waiting. We waited, 26 hours for the arrival of Elijah Niven Totherow. And when he finally came, he was more beautiful, and more precious than I could have ever prepared myself for. The nurse laid my son on my chest, I held him and kissed him just as I had waited so “patiently” to do, he looked up at me and stared and as I stared back at those big sweet eyes of his, with tears falling down my face, I said, “Look at him, he is perfect.” Now every day I kiss Elijah all over and I hold him and I rock him because I no longer have to wait.
Elijah Niven Totherow
Born: September 15th, 2013
Weight: 7lbs 13.5oz
Length: 20 ½ inches long
Born: September 15th, 2013
Weight: 7lbs 13.5oz
Length: 20 ½ inches long