January--In January, we heard the baby's heartbeat for the first time!
February--We had our 19-week ultrasound and saw Birdie's personality coming through already.
March--We went skiing in Vermont with several friends. I was too chicken to ski while pregnant, so I went snowshoeing instead.
April--David started another great season on baseball. I always love going to watch him play. He will have an itty-bitty fan this year!In April, we went to NYC twice to visit family and friends. Here we are in Central Park with our good friend Hillary.May--We went to Cape Cod for a long weekend for our "babymoon." It was just starting to get warm. I have to say that I really miss that big belly. June--We took some maternity photos together. I often wonder if we'll do this kind of stuff with baby #2. This was what I thought was our last date with just the two of us, (and now that I'm writing this, I guess this was technically in July). I was starting to cramp, and I was so sure I was about to start labor that I asked the waitress to change my order to go and to take our "last pregnancy picture." Got home and felt fine. Birdie didn't come for another 9 days. July--Birdie's birthday! I never got around to posting her birth story on here, so here's the quick version. I really, really didn't want to be induced, but I kept going later and later past my due date, so my doctor and I agreed I should be induced on the morning of the 27th at 7 am. On the night of the 26th, after a big spagetti dinner (I thought I should carb up for the next day), I didn't feel good and decided to go for a walk. I started walking down the street, and my water broke at 7:35 pm. I was so happy, because I knew that meant I could go naturally. I went in to take a shower and barely made it out. After only three contractions four minutes apart, they were then only two minutes apart, and I was in active labor. David got to be my hero and drove 80 mph to get us to the hospital in 10 minutes. After only a few hours of contractions and 20 minutes of pushing, Birdie August was born at 11:34 pm with no epidural or even Tylenol afterwards. Birdie's birth was, without question, the most amazing experience of my life. I wouldn't have changed a single thing about it, and I will never forget the moment when I first held her and she and I looked at each other. Amazing.
I love being a mommy.My goodness, look how tiny she used to be.What a wonderful daddy.August--We celebrated our 10-year wedding anniversary and renewed our vows. This was the second best thing that happened all year. September--This is kind of a random picture, but I think it's cool. Plus, I remember days when I would hold Birdie for a nap on the couch and I would watch the turkeys in our backyard.
Birdie's first Christmas! I could just eat her up. I'm so in love with this picture.