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Today is our five year anniversary. I spent 25 years without my husband, and now after six years together, it seems like he has always been a part of my life. This year is our first year with our sweet son. Perhaps some would not consider this year quite as romantic as previous years, but then you haven't met my husband.
Apparently a traditional gift for the five year wedding anniversary is something made out of wood. The modern revised anniversary gift list is silverwareaccording to wikipedia. In our home this year it is something far more meaningful.
Almost two weeks ago, we welcomed our son into our little home. Labor was fast. Contractions started at 11:30pm on a Friday night at 1-3 minutes apart. This continued the rest of my labor and I started pushing about 7:45am in the morning. At 8:47am my son was born, a mere nine hours after labor had started. I was worn out, but thrilled that my little one was here. Then the excitement began. I had a major hemorrhage after delivery. I am so thankful for the quick acting medical team that provided the treatment I needed. I truly never felt in danger, although from eyewitness accounts it was a bit more dicey a situation than I was aware of. In fact an hour later I was up and moving around and felt fine. It was later that evening when the nursing staff was still talking about a possible blood transfusion when the gravity of the situation hit home. Then...that night I got three hours of sleep. I was still able to go home the next evening, simply because I requested to recover at home and no blood transfusion. Thank you Lord! There are only three ways though that I know to start recovering.
1. Drinking lots of water
2. Eating fresh fruits and vegetables (focusing on my iron intake).
3. Lots of sleep
I am blessed in that whenever I turn around someone is bringing me a re-filled water bottle of fresh water. In the same manner, I have had more veggies made in various forms for me and fresh fruit is always available. However, I don't know any new Mom who is getting sleep. This includes me. This is where my romance story starts this year.
After the 8-9pm feeding at night, I go to bed. My hubby stays up with our son, holding him, watching him sleep, soothing him, changing soiled diapers, talking to him whatever he can do to get me just a little more sleep. Sometimes, when I get up for another feeding, I realize that it is 2am or 3am in the morning, my hubby is still up with our son, and my hubby,has to work later that day. This might not seem like much, but as I piece together 8-10 hours of sleep, two to three hours at a time in a night this is huge, as it seems to be one of the only ways to help me recover enough energy to get through the day alone with the baby.
So this anniversary the gift from my hubby is the gift of sleep, and it is truly a gift of love.
