365 days ago I was sleep deprived from painful contractions all night long. I've never gone into labor on my own, and didn't really feel like I should go to the hospital. After all, the c-section was scheduled for 11 am the next day. But man, oh MAN were those painful. Every bit as painful as the two times I was induced with pitocin.
And I seriously regret not asking someone to check how much I was dilated. It wouldn't have changed a thing about the surgery, just sheer curiosity on my part.
365 days ago I finished my last pregnancy.
365 days ago we started babyhood for the last time.
Happy birthday, Jellybean. You are loved.