Sunday, November 1, 2009

This Time Last Year

I turned on my favorite cable music station today. To my surprise, it was continuous Christmas music. I was in disbelief that the holidays are right upon us and how fast this year has gone by. As I indulged in a little pre-Christmas spirit, memories of “last year” came right back to me.

This time last year, my husband and I were going in for our 20 week ultrasound to get the long awaited news- a boy or girl! I remember leaving that appointment so excited that I was having a girl. I had big plans for her.

This time last year, I remember feeling the first kicks. I kept thinking, “was that kick?”, “no, was that a kick, Brad feel!!!”

This time last year, I could no longer use the rubber band to hold my pants together. I had to move to the maternity jeans as my belly was getting pretty big.

This time last year, I really, really wanted ONE glass of wine! I would go to dinner with family and friends and watch in envy as they sipped on cocktails and I stuck to my iced tea. Only to then be the continuous designated driver.

This time last year, I remember thinking how easy pregnancy was. I was out of the first trimester and hadn’t had a taste of the painful and sleepless third trimester. I was at the gym almost every day.

This time last year, I was so excited to shop for Reagan’s nursery. I changed my mind a hundred times on color, theme etc.

This time last year, I would sift through pregnancy books and watch baby shows on a daily basis. I loved learning about the weekly developmental stages and how amazing it was that this was all taking place.

This time last year, I had ice cream every night! I needed a substitute for my glass of wine.

This time last year, I could go to the movies, go shopping, whatever I wanted to do- without worrying about feedings, naps etc. Life was so much less stressful!

This time last year, I was so excited to meet Reagan. I was very curious as to who she would look like, what would she be when she grew up and what kind of parents we would be.

Now, in a blink of an eye, my baby is 8 months old. I look back at last year and think what a wonderful journey it’s been- rough delivery, sleepless nights, marriage adjustments, and my house consumed with toys--- it’s been worth every second.

4 comments:

  1. Aww, I love this Steph! What a difference a year makes! This time last year I thought life was as good as it could get, but had no idea how much more AMAZING it would be in the months to come. I was looking at Matthew's newborn pictures last night and thinking how on one hand that seems like an eternity ago (he's a completely different baby now at 7 months!) and on the other hand the time has just flown right by.

    Love that you heard Christmas music already. Bring on the holidays!!

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  2. Gosh, this really made me tear up (yes, I'm very tired today and it generally brings out the emotions!).

    Everything has changed so much in the last year. People try and tell you that having a baby changes everything and you believe them, but until you experience it you just don't understand it.

    Yes, life was much easier this time last year, but a lot less fun. It really does amaze me and as I start thinking about our trip back to the UK at Christmas I realize that I thought it was going to be tough last year at 7 1/2 months pregnant - now doing the trip with a baby is going to bring a whole new meaning to the word 'adventure'! It's certainly not going to be a vacation for us, but I'm excited to be taking Oliver back to show him where I am from and to visit all our friends and relatives. That and I love Christmas time.

    Great post Steph.

    Caroline

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  3. Aah Steph- you made me tear up too! Time certainly flies by! I would not change the last 8 almost 9 months gulp, tear for anything. Everyone told me when I was prego that enjoy your time with them as little it goes by so fast. I remember thinking whatever no it won't. But my God, it sure does. Everytime I think of Madie's first birthday, I start to get emotional and cry a little thinking how fast my little girl is growing up! I am not ready for that yet, but I know we have to prepare our selves.

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  4. Ha. This time last year I was throwing up! :) (Thank you morning - er, all day - sickness!) Things have gotten A LOT better for sure! Your sentiments are a put a little better than mine though.

    Whenever one of you Ladies figures out how to keep 'em little forever, let me know, PLEASE!!!

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