I ended up not getting the epidural (Dr. Cocktail as I like to call it. lol) until about 7cm dialated. Dr. Cocktail was working his rounds on another floor and took quite a while to get to me. But once I got it, man, I slept and slept and slept. My nickname on the floor was Sleeping Beauty. The nurses would come in and check me and I wouldn't budge. However, there was one moment in the night when my mom went to the restroom and when she flushed the toilet it made a huge loud noise. I jumped in my bed and sat straight up. My sister, Charlotte, asked me if I was ok. I said, "I'm fine, I just fell off the Christmas tree." hahahahahahaha Ummmm granted it was only the beginning of November and there weren't any Christmas trees in sight. She's never let me live that one down. lol
So at 2:32 in the morning, my first little man arrived in my arms and changed my life completely. I love him sooooo much!
So yesterday, on his actual birthday, I surprised him with balloons at school, took him to lunch at BJ's (it's been a tradition since he turned one), and brought cupcakes to his dance class to share. Even though I felt really sick, I wasn't going to let it ruin his special day. :) Even his dance teacher let him be in charge of across the floor and man was I proud! And cracking up at the same time! He had the girls - and even his teacher! - go to the sides and do jazz walks... he stood at the front with his hands on his hips and would give them one thumb up or two, depending on how much he liked their moves. Oh it was certainly hilarious!!! Thank you, Miss Patrice, for that wonderful memory.
Well, feeling a little better today so I'm going to try and get more accomplished before his big PIRATE party this weekend!
Happy 5th Birthday Landon! Mommy loves you forever and ever!
