One year ago I was laboring. Hard. My doula had recommended a try to get some rest through the evening, but that was impossible because OW.
All day I've been remembering these little capsule moments. Waking up knowing it was The Day. A panic-stricken trip to Toys R Us for last minute things, and then Staples for batteries of all things. We ate pizza for dinner. We watched Prince of Persia. Then we watched Auction Kings (a LOT of Auction Kings was watched between midnight and 3 over the next several weeks). Then Idiot Abroad, which kept us at home that little smidge longer.
And as vivid as everything is coming back, until yesterday I barely thought about it. Because I've been pretty caught up in watching her become a kid. She was a baby, and now she's a kid. And it all happened right in front of my eyes. In one year.