At 39 weeks pregnant I walked into my OBGY demanding to have my labor started. I'm think they may have taken me serious when I threatened that I would go home and preform a c-section (hormones speaking? Yes) this is not a joke! (this story is based on true events that took place)
Bless my doctors heart (Dr. Brian Watabe) who sent me over to the hospital to get my labor started. I got somewhat comfy as they started my IV, and... Whatdoya know... MY WATER BREAKS! Fantastic!!!
I felt much better about myself that I wasn't rushing the birth of my first child. It was all meant to happen on that day. February 1st 2005.
My sweet Zachary...
We have been through so much together in these 7 short years. I'll never forget taking you home from the hospital. I sat in the backseat with you while Dad drove us home. I would yell at him whenever he took a turn too fast or hit a bump. You were (and still are) so fragile to me! I thought you were going to break. I was so nervous to have you home... I really had no idea what it looked like to be a Mom. I was so scared! Shortly after your first birthday I became very sick and didn't have the strength to care for you. I was able to keep you with me every other week, and the weeks in between Yia Yia had you with her. During that time I was being treated and putting up a mean fight! I know we've discussed this a few times. You were definitely too little to remember or know what was going on, but you must know one thing for certain... You were my will to survive! Your innocence and unconditional love pulled me through. What a gift you are to me! I can't imagine life without you. You teach me everyday the true meaning of patience and you show me unconditional love through your affection and tender heart. You're such a sweetheart to everyone (I love that about you) Hope you had a wonderful Birthday.
I love you so much!!!
xoxoxoxo
Mom




















































