I have been sitting in this hospital room for 3 days and it has given me lots of time to think.
I have read stories/blogs by other women who have spent weeks, even months in the hospital waiting for their baby to come. Most of the time they talk about the poor food, or being interrupted during the night by nurses for vitals and meds and other annoyances....
All I have been able to think about is how lucky I am. I am so lucky to live near a great hospital with the sweetest nurses and a great doctor who genuinely cares about mine and my babies well being. I am so so lucky to have the family and friends that I have. I have sat and wondered what I will do with Aubree if I'm on bed rest and she needs to go to school/dance/church/wherever while I am home and Zach is working...and never once did I worry about her feeling alone or being with someone she didn't love and who didn't love her equally as much. All of our friends genuinely care about my daughter and I am so thankful for that. I am so appreciative of our Church family at Madison. I have had emails and phone calls and visitors and people are just waiting for me to get home to come over and help feed my family with all of their delicious food.
Sometimes it takes something bad happening to stop and think what/who we take for granted.
I just want to thank everyone for all of the love and support we have been given and let all of you know that I am eternally grateful.
P.S. Cookout at my house this spring when Griffin gets here...he is gonna owe ya one :)