Remembering...

12 months ago, around this time, Tesla was snuggle inside me, and I was sitting in the living room with Kats hovering around. My mother, who was with us from Japan to help with Tesla's birth, just woke up. After days of waiting, I was proud to tell my mom, "it's started!" I was excited and in a good mood.

In the early afternoon, the upstairs boys came down to watch some sports event on our big T.V. By then, I was constantly walking in circles through the kitchen, dining room, living room...over and over again. I couldn't sit still. By late afternoon, I was using the birthing ball.

Today, I woke up and Dav patted my belly. "She was still in there last year," he said. Life before Tesla; such an odd concept and state of life that I can't really imagine now.

We watched her from bed as she moved around our bedroom, taking stuff out of drawers, playing with whatever thing she found. Every so often, she would look back at us with a big grin, making sure we were watching. 12 months, and she's here more and more. I say that because it's really been like a flower blooming. Her personality, her quirky habits (her love of having a soft pillow case as a blankie, her groans when she is just about to fall asleep), her physical growth. There was no way to predict who she would be 12 months ago.

Ha! Just as I was writing this, I realized Tesla was awfully quiet, and looked over. She had found her snack cracker bag from the diaper bag, opened it, and was eating mouthfuls of crackers! A mess now. I love it. Makes me laugh.

She's made us a family now.