A Baby Story

I'm going to get sappy here for a moment. If you don't feel like reading a sappy blog entry, I suggest you hit the back button on your browser. This is not the place you want to be right now.

When I was pregnant, I NEVER watched "A Baby Story" on TLC. OK, I watched it once, and that was what prompted me to never watch it again. Troy was home that day and the woman had a water birth, in her bathtub, AT HOME. She was screaming her head off. I actually thought Troy was going to cry. He just looked at me and said "You are going to the hospital to have this baby. Don't even argue with me on this one". No arguements here.

Now that I've had a baby though (and I know its not nearly as bad as all the screaming made it seem), I adore watching this show. It almost always brings me to tears. A lot of my friends told me that as soon as they saw their babies, they forgot about all the pain of labor. I was very skeptical at first, but it really is true. Well, maybe not all true. I do remember how bad it hurt, but I also remembered the epidural. God bless the epidural. *sidenote* If you are questioning getting the drugs, DON'T. Get the drugs. I didn't want them beforehand either. Then I felt a real labor contraction. God bless the epidural, thats all I have to say.

Here is the sappy part. Everytime I watch "A Baby Story", I am so thankful for the miracle that is my daughter. I thank God every single day for her and for my husband and for this little family we have. We have so very much to be grateful for. Even if you know you want children, you can never imagine what a true miracle it is. I always heard about "the miracle of birth" and tohught "how could anything that potentially painful be a miracle?". It really and truely is.

I know a few people that are struggling with infertility right now. I pray for them each and every night, that they will someday get their miracle.