Eleven

Eleven years ago today, at 4:18 am, I became a mom.



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My “natural childbirth” baby quickly turned into an emergency c-section after the nurses discovered she was breech. . .when I was 10cm dilated and ready to push. Doh! 


The lesson I learned? Things may not be as easy as I expect, but the end result is pretty amazing.


To know Belly is to love her. I don’t say that to brag or because I’m her mom, it’s just the truth. She makes so many people happy and has such a kind soul—I know that isn’t all there is to life, but it’s a pretty great start.


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this is the beginning of one of my favorites—to read the entire short story, go here.


“Eleven” by Sandra Cisneros

What they don’t understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you’re eleven, you’re also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one. And when you wake up on your eleventh birthday you expect to feel eleven, but you don’t. You open your eyes and everything’s just like yesterday, only it’s today. And you don’t feel eleven at all. You feel like you’re still ten. And you are—underneath the year that makes you eleven.

 Like some days you might say something stupid, and that’s the part of you that’s still ten. Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mama’s lap because you’re scared, and that’s the part of you that’s five. And maybe one day when you’re all grown up maybe you will need to cry like if you’re three, and that’s okay. That’s what I tell Mama when she’s sad and needs to cry. Maybe she’s feeling three.

Because the way you grow old is kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one. That’s how being eleven years old is.

Comments

  1. solsticemom says:

    Birthday wishes to your daughter! (I, too, wanted to go natural but ended up with an emergency c-section.) Ya never really get over that, do ya? (I haven't.)

  2. Happy Birthday! Love the passage.

  3. Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog says:

    Awww…. Happy Eleventh to you and your daughter. :)

  4. Oh, I still remember the day– the early morning call and then racing to the hospital to see that gorgeous, rosy-cheeked baby. Sigh. Eleven amazing years. We are so lucky to know her.

  5. Issas Crazy World says:

    Eleven seems so old. (You know since I'm at ten with mine. Ha.)

    Happy birthday to Belly.

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