On Tuesday, October 4th, at our 36+6 week appointment, I joked with our midwife about how ready I was for our baby to be here, even though we were still more than three weeks out from the due date. I was so done being pregnant. I swore up and down that I could NOT get any bigger, and I was not afraid to let all the people know it. Little did I know that just a few days later I would be bringing Cohen Grey into the world in the early Sunday morning hours of October 8th, 2017. A lot of these details I gathered later from my husband. This is how my little boy made me a momma.
During the fall on Saturdays, you can find me in front of a TV watching college football. I live and breathe burnt orange, and I will go to the ends of the earth cheering on my Longhorns (regardless how terrible their season is going). As we spent many Saturdays even through our dating years, we were out to dinner at our favorite sports bar on Saturday night. We were with my parents, who had just flown back home that day from a long business trip, and my eight year old step-son. We were about to leave and finish the game at home when I felt a small “pop!”. Seconds later, I was soaking, sopping wet. Embarrassingly so. My water had broken, Hollywood style, in the middle of one of the busiest restaurants in town. After finding a manager to help clean me and my chair up, and convincing my family that “YES, I’m serious!” We quickly gathered our things and headed home.
I am painfully head over heels in love with our little boy. I watch him sleep, snuggle him when he does, and smother him in kisses every chance I get.
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