August 8, 2012
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She is now pushing. My whole house smells of lavendar (arometherapy) and milk duds because I can't stop eating them. Its' 11:29 here. It will all over with by 3pm I hope. I am so going to invent a grandma Lamaze class. I keep thinking of all the miles I've burned off pacing. Matt keeps sending me texts. Right now, its all by gones. I told him its not pretty and don't take pictures when Tristan crowns. He's taken pictures and posted them of her in labor. Sam is holed up in his bedroom. I keep going in and getting on my stair step. I think its a good thing I'm not there in the waiting room. 3rd box of Kleenex.
How did the hell I know when I woke up this morning "one step in front of the other" was going to have a whole new meaning?
PLEASE let Tristan be okay
All I can do is wait......
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...ack!! I am very excited and this is in no way related to me - you are a dear friend and I love reading your story!!! btw - funny how we can be so ticked at our family over nothing but when things are going down we know they're there for us - thinking of my idiot behaviour and grievances towards my own mom who is ALWAYS there for me - especially when I don't deserve it....hugs:) excited to read next post!
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