I am really looking forward to celebrating Bubby's birthday next Thursday. He seems so little and so big, all at once. Although I'm already emotional about it, I don't think it will really hit me until next week when I'm done with this crazy event I'm working on.
I'm getting ready for a big trip - a huge part of my job is based on this upcoming week in Los Angeles. It's pretty stressful but rewarding at the same time, plus I get to see some famous people and stars which is always a bonus. Especially for a girl who used to read Perez Hilton and People each morning right before CNN.com.
Mike has to travel at the same time so lucky for Luke, Gramma and Grampa are coming to Chicago to spend some time with him while we're away. I've already printed out a map and highlighted all the cool places they can walk to next week while they're here.
I'm sure while I'm away, I'll still be pre-occupied by lots of memories of last year at this time. I just hope people don't freak out when I say stuff like,
"Hey! Right now AT THIS VERY MOMENT I was bouncing on the birthing ball at home trying to get things moving!"
or "Hey! Right now AT THIS VERY MOMENT Luke kicked the bejeezes out of me and broke my water!"
or "Hey! Right now AT THIS VERY MOMENT they brought in the forceps!".
Okay, okay, that might be too much info for my work peeps. And as I think about it, I'll be on my way home by the time most of those moments I mentioned happened. Either way, I'll still be thinking about each and every moment leading up to 12:33 pm when we heard the sweetest sound - our baby crying for the first time.
(I wish I could say everytime he cried after that was as sweet, but at least we had that one blissful cry in which we weren't saying to ourselves "please please PLEASE....WHY won't you stop crying?!"!)
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