A night like tonight

I was stuck at 8cm, with skyrocketing bps, dehydrated, but determined to NOT have a c/s. Fighting off Dr. Bastard ehem, I mean Masters on trying to scare me into have a c/s. Day 5 of labor, and Maya was playing with my emotions.

Today she was messing with me. Testing my limits. But I'm good at drowning her out. HA! She kept screaming for me to grab her but I had stuff to do around the house. My SIL is a life saver. Left her with her, and took off running. I got all but one thing checked off my list for her party. The dang stupid LEGGINGS/TIGHTS. It's halloween season. Why can't I find black and orange tights? Why? If I order them, they say they'll be here by the 10th. Umm, her party is the 8th. NO BUENO!

Anyway, I opened her an account because I don't want my child to end up with a college debt like I have one. It's totally troublesome and a burden.

All of this, to show her that she is pretty fantastic.

One year ago, a champion was born to a champion!