Seven years ago today, my hubby and I made our way to the OB/GYN office for one of those routine end-of-pregnancy checkups. Since I had just had this same appointment a week earlier and hadn't had any contractions at all, I was really hoping to skip the most uncomfortable part of the check up. However, since I was already past my due date (by one day) the doctor wanted to do the whole shebang. DW tried to lighten the mood by joking that maybe I would already be at 6 or 7 centimeters, which of course, we all laughed off as impossible. The doctor did the exam and was eerily silent. I honestly had a brief moment of panic thinking that something must be horribly wrong. She casually walked over to the sink, de-gloved, washed her hands, and slowly turned to face us. Then, she looked at my husband and asked "Are you psychic or something?" Turns out I actually was dilated to about 6 centimeters. The doctor instructed us to report to the hospital within an hour. We made a quick trip home to grab my hospital bag and make sure our oldest was situated with my in-laws. Then, following doctor's orders, we headed for the hospital. (Still no contractions, mind you.) Upon arrival, we found out that I had progressed even further. They put me in a room and after three hours of what barely even felt like labor (thank you, epidural), we had our second beautiful baby girl; our sweet Megan Julia.
Just like the other two, Megan's arrival was a clue to her future personality. She is full of surprises and completely unpredictable. She is also a whirlwind of energy. In fact, her energy sometimes frustrates and exhausts me. However, I am indebted to one of her former teachers for keeping it in perspective for me. When Megan was in PreK, her teacher had scheduled routine conferences. I have always known that Megan is super smart, so I wasn't worried about that part of the conference. I was worried, though, about her behavior because she never sits still and rarely stops talking. I walked in, bracing myself for what I was about to hear. Instead, her teacher greeted me with a smile and said, "I just love Megan! She is so joyful!" Joyful?? I had never thought of it that way, but she was right. Megan is joyful. She is excited about learning and always ready to try something new. (Thanks Ms. M-J!!) And, while her energy drives me bonkers occasionally, I also envy it. If I had even half of her energy, I would get so much more accomplished!
We love you , Megan! We love your energy, your quirks, your silliness, and your joyful spirit! We wish you a happy, happy birthday today and many more in the future!!
Messy
Energetic
Garrulous (I had to look this one up, but it is perfect!)
Astute
Never still
It's not my birthday, but I'd love for you to give me a vote! Thanks!
1 comment:
You dilated to 6cm without even knowing it!!!! You lucky woman! What a fabulous story! That Megan sounds like my kind of girl!
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