Most of 2010 was wonderful, but these memories are Top 10, not necessarily Top 10 Happiest. That being said, these things made this a year I will never forget, for better or for worse.
Let's start the countdown, shall we?
10. Brandon started doing photography as a side income. This was his New Year's resolution for 2010. The thing is, Brandon does water resource engineering for a living. He still refuses to call himself a professional photographer, as this is not his living and he thinks that's very unfair to "real" professional photographers. I think he's wonderful (for more than just his photography...awwww...), and I think that a boost of a few bucks a month here and there is wonderful and necessary. He pretty much just does family and kid shots, since he knows a little something about having a family and lots of kids. From beginning to take some family shots occasionally, to doing Fall photos for a daycare, to having taken the photos on several of the Christmas cards we received this year, I think that he can definitely call his resolution a big success. Here are a couple of my favorite shots:
|Mickey AND cake?!? Yes, please!|
4. Bed rest. See, I told you not all of this would be happy. Just after this recital, I went in for a routine midwife checkup at about 32 weeks. I mentioned that I had a strange pain in my lower left abdomen, a pain I was sure she'd dismiss as round ligament pain. But when she felt my belly, she felt a contraction. (Gulp.) I was moved to a doctor's office chair for monitoring, as all the rooms were full. A few minutes later, they rushed into the room and told me to get to the hospital ASAP. My contractions were consistent, and they were coming faster and stronger. When I got to the hospital, I also learned that I was dilating and almost completely effaced. This was not in the plan. I was given drugs to stop labor, and thankfully it worked. But from that moment on, I was on strict bed rest. My midwife even told Brandon that if the house was on fire, I was not to get up--he needed to come get me and carry me out. I did get bathroom privileges, so that was nice, but that was the only time I was allowed up.
Before I was actually put on bed rest, I never realized what people were complaining about. I mean, who wouldn't like to be forced to rest? Except that I didn't get any rest. What I got instead was anxiety and depression over being separated from my kids. I had no focus. I evaluated every twitch I felt to see if it was a contraction. I timed everything. I obsessed over my water intake and whether or not I was in a good position. I listened to my kids downstairs having fun without me. And I hated every second. Because I was so terrified of going into labor again, I couldn't focus enough to read or pay attention to TV, and I couldn't sleep at night for fear something would happen. These were the last few weeks of my girls being my only kids, and having them visit me a couple of times a day upstairs was not enough time with them. And having my mom and mother-in-law cooking and cleaning and putting them down for nap, while appreciated greatly, was like hell, like a big slap in the face. That was MY job, and in my mind I was the only one who could do things correctly. Plus, I was jealous of the time they were getting to spend with my kids.
My friend Tami drove me to all my appointments, and at each one I held out hope that I'd be taken off bed rest, but at each one I'd be disappointed. My contractions were still happening, I was still dilating, they were just making sure he'd be okay...blah, blah, blah...it all started running together.
|35 weeks 5 days, documenting bed rest|
Also, I got a Twitter account this year. Yep. Just this year. Cause I'm that far behind the times. And also, there's this little blog thing I've got going...
So, there you have it. 2010. This might just be the most memorable year of my life, and not just because my memory is failing me more and more and I can't recall much about the past. This year was wonderful and full of good friends, family, and lots of love. And 2011? Will be even better.