Scars remind us where we've been. They don't have to dictate where we're going

Monday, May 23, 2011

Three Years

Today is my first son, A's, third birthday.  As such, it is also the third anniversary of my first cesarean birth.  Since I have collected so many more like-birth-minded (that is not a word, not punctuated properly, and the words are probably out of order, but you know what I mean), I have gotten many congratulations on my birth day today as well.  Wow, what an amazing feeling to be honored in that way.  Today is really such a special day--it is the day I gave birth to my first son in a way I never would have imagined, but in a way that I also wouldn't change for just about anything.  I'm constantly amazed at just how far my life has come in these three very short many relationships I have developed, the network of support I have built, so many friends I now have who love and care about me and wish the best for me and my family.

Today is a wonderful day.


  1. Happy Birth Day to you and A.! I often think about all of the women I've met (you, for one) because of my births, and it amazes me to think that I never would have met them if I had not had a c-section. I'm so much better for knowing you. Hope your little guy has a fantastic day!

  2. Catherine, I often think the same. I'm so glad we're friends. :)

  3. I love you so much, Melek. And of course, the gorgeous, bus loving boy, named Aydin.

  4. Ditto, C. And he loves his crafty godmother ;)