Two years ago today, Sam joined the family. He entered the world at 12:24pm after about two hours of labor. (Yeah, yeah, I know. Please don't hurt me.) After having the first two kids drug-free I decided that with Sam I would be drugged to the hilt. I wanted the epidural. I wanted two epidurals. I wanted to be so numb that I wouldn't be able to walk for a week. I didn't even want to know I was having a baby. So after my water broke and the contractions started getting bad, I requested the epidural. And then Sam came. And then the epidural kicked in.
At least I tried. I guess the good thing is that the labor was that fast. The bad thing was that it was too fast for pain relief. But either way, Samuel was coming out and there wasn't anything I could do to stop it.
Love you, baby boy. Happy Birthday to you!