March 6th – Elijah and My Day

March 6th, 2008 something amazing happened. I was given the most incredible news I had ever heard.

“You’re going to be a Mother. The test is positive, you’re pregnant.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I wasn’t supposed to have children according to more than one doctor. It felt like a dream. But the nurse sitting in front of me, holding the results, was really there. This wasn’t a dream, this wasn’t a false positive, this was a true confirmation that my life, in more ways than I could have ever imagined, was about to change.

I jumped up and hugged the nurse I was so excited. I may have even kissed her on the cheek as I buzzed from the room!?!?!

As my pregnancy progressed so many magical events took place. I remember the first time I heard his heart beat like it was yesterday. The anticipation made me giddier than a child going to Disney World for the first time. This was WAY bigger than Disney. As the doctor put the little doppler wand on my stomach and we heard the first little galloping noises it was all I could do to cry quiet enough I could actually listen. The feelings I felt at that moment were, and still are, indescribable. This was it. This was a tiny baby growing inside me. This precious being. MY BABY!

The first time I saw him was even more magical. April 27th - I squeezed onto David's hand as I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. He was so tiny, so amazing, so perfect. There he was.

At the next ultrasound he was bigger, more amazing, and more perfect… and when they pointed to the screen and said- “And here is his little boy parts” – my heart skipped a beat again. My tiny baby is a boy.

Every doctors appointment I had, I could not wait to go! If I felt the slightest bit abnormal I would actually look forward to going to the hospital. I just wanted to see and hear this little angel growing inside me. I was placed on bed rest not far into my pregnancy, so I spent a lot of time alone with just me and my belly. That’s when I started my old blog and wrote all about my pregnancy and this tiny being inside me. I never could have imagined the changes that were about to happen.

Halloween morning when I went to the hospital, I knew I was coming home with a baby. I just had no realistic preparation for my emotions. Nothing you read, no one you talk to, nothing you watch, can prepare you for the birth of your own baby.

David and I had been to the hospital SO many times during my pregnancy and each time it seemed a bit more real, but you never know really how to feel when it actually happens. So strange and surreal. I remember thinking to myself, wow, this could have happened totally different.

We had a HUGE room, the best nurse in the history of births, the worlds greatest anesthesiologist and even though we had a complication, it was handled so quick, professional, and amazing. We didn’t even realize until afterwards our doctor is actually one of, if not the, best in Baltimore and all of Maryland. We thought we were getting “special treatment” well yeah as it turns out, we were.

David was the most incredible coach I could have ever imagined. Mom got there just in time for pushing. It was so surreal. And suddenly there he was. I heard this tiny cry and saw him. So many emotions overwhelmed me at that moment. I couldn’t even begin to describe it and definitely was not prepared for it.

Mom held him first then passed him to David. I remember the look in his eyes, I remember the words he said. This was his son. Then I held him. I thought the emotions from before were strong. This was beyond that. The only word to describe it is Amazing. This was MY son. This was OUR SON.

Elijah John Thomas P. was born on Halloween, October 31st, 2008 at 3:20pm weighing 8 pounds even and 20 inches long.

It was the best day of my life.

It still feels very surreal. It’s still hard to believe I am a Mom. It still doesn’t even register fully in my brain yet, I don’t think. But everyday my heart grows more and more seeing Elijah grow and learn. David is the best father in the world. Elijah is the best son in the world. I love my family more than anything I’ve ever felt.

I started a tradition. Since March 6th was the day that my life was changed forever and brought me the greatest news of my life, I think it deserves to be celebrated.

Yesterday I hugged Elijah. I kissed Elijah. I told him how happy I was to be his mother. I told him how much it meant to me that he was my son. I told him how much I loved him and always will. I do this everyday, but yesterday was special. March 6th is OUR day. Every year I want to celebrate Elijah. I want to remind him how much he means to me. I want to give him a special handmade present. This year is a scrapbook of his 9 months in my tummy.

I want to celebrate March 6th every year as the most exciting, anticipated, and favorite holiday all year.

Because its OUR day.

My SON & I.

Celebrate with us! And take the time to tell your children how much having them means to you. I don’t think we can ever love our children too much. Thanks for reading.