I can remember last Thanksgiving so clearly because it was a weekend that changed the course of everything...
I was a little over 7 months pregnant & had just started back at work after being off for Noal's maternity leave...He was only 14 months old & had just started daycare...I had bought "baby girl" her first pair of Mary Janes & was starting to nail down names for her...Life seemed simply & sweet...
Our biggest worry was how we'd adjust to life with two babies...
Little did we know...
Last year at this exact weekend Craig came home with excitement in his eyes & told me he got it...I just remember being swept up in a gigantic hug & being it utter shock at what he was telling me...We were moving...He got an amazing job opportunity in an amazing city...
And I'm always game for a new adventure...
So, a few weekends later we looked at 10+ houses in one day, decided on ours, shipped Craig out, sold a bunch of stuff, had some sad goodbyes & a few weeks after that a new life began...
And then Pip came & well nothing says it better than "It's been one hell of a year"...Never did I ever think we'd go through what we have...That 7+ prego mumma from a year ago hadn't a clue in the world...How could I have really?
But you know what? If I could I would do it all the same again...I would take on the madness of moving pregnant, alone & with a toddler because where we are today is crucial for Pip's medical needs & development...I would choose not to know about having a baby with Down syndrome beforehand...Because regardless it wouldn't have changed anything for us...
If I had to choose again I'd still choose Pip...
So this Thanksgiving I'm more reminiscing & reflecting on all that's happened in a year, instead of focusing on what I am thankful for as have been trying to do that daily instead...
Although I am & always will be extremely thankful for all that goes down my hatch this weekend...
Happy Thanksgiving Friends....
Our biggest worry was how we'd adjust to life with two babies...
Little did we know...
Last year at this exact weekend Craig came home with excitement in his eyes & told me he got it...I just remember being swept up in a gigantic hug & being it utter shock at what he was telling me...We were moving...He got an amazing job opportunity in an amazing city...
And I'm always game for a new adventure...
So, a few weekends later we looked at 10+ houses in one day, decided on ours, shipped Craig out, sold a bunch of stuff, had some sad goodbyes & a few weeks after that a new life began...
And then Pip came & well nothing says it better than "It's been one hell of a year"...Never did I ever think we'd go through what we have...That 7+ prego mumma from a year ago hadn't a clue in the world...How could I have really?
But you know what? If I could I would do it all the same again...I would take on the madness of moving pregnant, alone & with a toddler because where we are today is crucial for Pip's medical needs & development...I would choose not to know about having a baby with Down syndrome beforehand...Because regardless it wouldn't have changed anything for us...
If I had to choose again I'd still choose Pip...
So this Thanksgiving I'm more reminiscing & reflecting on all that's happened in a year, instead of focusing on what I am thankful for as have been trying to do that daily instead...
Although I am & always will be extremely thankful for all that goes down my hatch this weekend...
Happy Thanksgiving Friends....
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Sweet T - cried on this one and I totally agree with you. We never wanted to know with Luca either - it wouldn't change a single decision; a single thing. That's TRUE love; unconditional love.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful THANKSgiving.
Miss you (Shelly & Luca)
Absolutely beautiful. You always seem to capture in words what I feel. We are on the same journey, only I knew before hand my little one had down syndrome. I still wouldn't change a thing.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I found your blog! I relate to you so much; even though I have to admit, I do a lot of bawling while reading because I've been through so many of the same things. My little Lorelai had her heart surgery in June and we knew at 12 weeks she had Downs and at 22 she had the heart defect. I remember being relieved when they said it was Downs and not the other two (Trisomy 13 and 18), because it didn't matter to me. I would still choose her!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Just beautiful.
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