Ethan – 9 months – Me
Nineteen years ago I laid crying on a cold table receiving an epidural in my spine. The nurse asked where it hurt and why I was crying. I responded, “Nothing hurts, it’s just that I have already failed as a mother! I had a birth plan to have my baby without medication. I failed!!!” The nurse talked to me and explained that it didn’t matter as long as I went home with my baby. I have always been a bit of an overachiever.
She was right. Ethan was born and nothing else in life mattered. I prayed to have him and have loved him since before he was born. He has been a precious gift from God to my life and all those lives he has touched. Happy Birthday Ethan!!!
