a flood of memories

This week the memories are flooding back.

First off, I love this time of year. Love it. Not for the fact that Spring is in the air, because in the Midwest it is still winter. I love it because it is March Madness. Yes, I am a brackets JUNKIE. I check the games, highlight my pick, cross off the ones I get wrong in red. I check ESPN.com. I check the tickers and now I can check the scores via my cell phone. Oh yes, a whole new level of obsession.

Well, last year at this time I was overdue and miserable. I was tired and wanted my baby out. How cruel is that? Oh and I had a bad case of nesting fever. I worked up until 7 days before my due date. Plenty of time to clean and clean and clean. And fill out my brackets and watch hours upon hours of basketball with my feet propped up and Hubby waiting on me. Every guys dream, huh?

One of my most vivid memories of labor & delivery was packing my bracket, my highlighter and red pen. Hubby and I were watching the game and the nurse would check on me every 10 or 15 minutes. And also would come in to check the score (a local team was playing. One of 3 in the Big Dance). During the real treacherous part of labor, Hubby rubbed my back while watching the game. I sweated and moaned and could care less at that point. Yes, I missed one of my favorite teams play, but look what I got out of it. A beautiful daughter.

posted by Stephanie @ 5:58:00 AM