Every year we go through it. As a Mom, I become fascinated that yet another year has come and gone and my little guy is that much more grown up. Tonight, we cuddled as I thought back to the same time when I was in the hospital, scared for us because I was so sick.
Because of my Pre-Eclampsia, I was hospitalized at 33 weeks. At 35 weeks, my doctor decided it was time for me to deliver, even though my little man was just happy as a clam where he was.
