Today is my baby’s 6th birthday! I swear these milestones keep getting harder and harder to accept! I can still remember her “birth” day vividly. She was a c-section, so the second time around was scheduled. We were all prepared for January 12. I was disappointed by the whole scheduled delivery because I desperately longed for that surprise element. At least the gender still remained a mystery! I woke up on January 10 and was all ready to get my pedicure. Every mother-to- be knows how crucial a fresh coat of paint on your toenails is pre-delivery! Well, Mia however, had other plans. She was about to grant my wish by surprising me early! I woke up with contractions 5 minutes apart! I did what any normal pregnant woman in labor would do: I made the beds, took a shower and vacuumed! My OCD can never escape me! By the time we got in the car, the contractions were fierce and I was sitting in a puddle of water. The 208 traffic was not on our side and I was convinced Mia was going to be born in the car. I am sure Gianna is still traumatized by my insane behavior and use of profanity to fight the pain during that endless car ride! Somehow, we made it! By the time I arrived at the hospital I was 10 cm dilated! Unlike her sister who teased me with 20 hours of labor, Mia was ready to meet her mommy pronto! Wheeled in quickly, Mia Rose Depreta made her entrance that morning. She was so tiny and perfect with a head of luscious black locks! I was smitten.
As I helped her get ready this morning and relived her delivery, it made me sad. Is this my last child? Will she always be my last delivery? For so many reasons I know a third child doesn’t make sense but there’s always apart of me that doesn’t feel complete. So I ask those of you who post pictures of your last child and caption them with: “Thanks for completing my family.” How did you know? Was there a feeling of instant completeness or did you just come to terms with it? Comment and share your own experiences. I am always inspired by other moms and their stories!
So as I continue to battle these emotions, I will end with wishing my beautiful girl Mia Rose the happiest of 6th birthdays! You have always been a momma’s girl and may that never change. You brighten my days! I love you Rose!
P.S. Mommy finally has come to terms and forgives you for her unpolished toes during your birth!