The Miracle of Life

As my baby girl woke up on May 28, 2010, my mind flashed back to the awful day of her birth... Yes that's right I said awful. She was 6 days late and I was dilated to a big ol' ZERO. After being induced overnight, I was only 1 cm!! My water was broken and the contractions kicked into gear... the epidural was great until it wore off at 3p.m. The doctors couldn't readminister it so natural labor here I come... It hurt. Boy did it hurt. For all the natural mothers out there, you know the burning ring of fire and the intensity of pain beyond compare. But then she was there. In all her glory, looking all sweet. In that moment, my life changed forever. I was no longer just Jaime. I was someone's mother. I was now responsible for another human life. A life that literally depended on me for its survival. What an incredible responsibility I had just took on.
Fast forward five years and here we are today. I have a budding five year old girl who is vivacious, energetic and so incredibly thoughtful, I can be brought to tears with her kindness. She is a part of me. She is an extension of my own mother and grandmother. What a wonderful gift to experience life.