Five years ago today, I was pregnant.
I had already been in the hospital for 3 weeks.
I was in pre-term labor with vasa previa.
I was scared.
Five years ago today, I was waiting anxiously to hear if my OB would get temporary privileges to come delivery me at the hospital she had to send me to for bedrest (this hospital had NICU, hers didn’t at the time). I was shopping online from my hospital bed for preemie clothes, not sure how small Zoey would be. I was receiving tons of preemie clothes donations from some wonderful people. I was touring the NICU to get an idea of where Zoey would be for the first few weeks of her life.
Five years ago today, I had no idea what being a mother truly meant. I had no idea that this little girl would come into my life and completely change me. I had no idea that she would challenge me the way she does, completely win me over the way she has, and make me a better person.
Five years ago today, I was waiting to bring her safely into my arms.
Five years ago.
Today, she’s bright. She’s fun-loving. She’s caring. She’s nurturing. She’s strong.
Two weeks from today, she will officially turn 5 years old. I feel like we’re entering a new era, a new chapter, a new phase of life. Of all her birthdays, even her 1st one, this one is hitting me the hardest. I will cry. I will rejoice. I will continue to cherish the life we have. These 5 years I wouldn’t trade for anything.
My darling girl is turning 5.