January 23, 2007

Today I’ve been thinking a lot about Jan. 23, 2007. After walking to the hospital for an appointment and back home, through Central Park and up and down Columbus Avenue, I’d managed to walk about 6 miles. I was pretty active throughout my pregnancy, but not usually that active. As if that wasn’t enough, I walked up the stairs to our 16th floor apartment 5 times that day. That night (which happened to be my due date) I successfully put myself into labor! Soon after (although it felt very long) kate was born in the early morning on Jan 24th. It’s funny how I remember so many details about that night—yet at the same time it all seems a little fuzzy. I’m sure that’s nature’s way of allowing us to do it all over again. (Although I don’t think I’ve forgotten enough, just yet.) I was going through our pictures of Kate’ birth and our first days with her and of course couldn’t pick a favorite, so here’s a sampling. One of my favorites is kate on her way home in the taxi. Welcome to the world baby!