musings on stella's entry.
i read this post a while ago and kept it dog-eared because of one line: "it's a funny thing about labor. you never know what you might get and i believe it's not entirely up to us how our baby will come into this world. after all, it is not only our journey, but that of our little one as well. the first steps they will take on their own personal life path." as 1 year quietly and rapidly approaches stella's birth date it's also a reminder of all those hated feelings of the birth. i'm not talking physically here. pish, posh. it was hard, duh. but the real toughness comes in accepting her entry in the exact opposite way i envisioned. commotion. whisked away. not feeling overjoyed with love. frustration. wanting to go HOME! after i read that post, aside from this blogger's story going much more beautifully than mine (ie: "my heart swells and i feel a physical change come over me when i think back to the first few minutes, hours, days togeth...