-Margie Lundy
6 months ago, I was experiencing the most awaited, nerve-racking, exciting, scary, and I can't forget to mention painful, and happiest day of my life. 6 months ago, at 8:57pm, Isabella Jae Villanueva was born. I had been awaiting that day for longer than darn near 10 months! I had been waiting for that day for longer than I can remember. I knew the day my daughter was born (I always knew I would have a girl first) would be the happiest day of my life. And it was. It was also a very emotional day. I was scared of the pain that was to come. I was worried about the responsibility that would instantly be intrusted unto me. I was excited for what the future had in store for me. I was sad that I would no longer get to experiene the miracle of pregnancy. But was relieved that I would once again be able to tie my shoes and pick up dropped items withought a struggle. And I was ecstatic that my little girl would soon be in my arms.
At 4:23am my water broke and the process of labor had begun. I was admitted to Odessa Regional Medical Center at 11:30am. After two failed Epidurals and the most pain I have ever experience in my life, my doctor advised and I agreed, that the only option we had was to deliver by C-section. Once I agreed I was on the operating table 10 minutes later. I was trembling with so much anxiety. Isabella's father was right next to me holding my hand. After what felt like 10 minutes, I heard her first cry. I instantly began to sob with joy and relief. It was over and she was here. Her father was recording her first few minutes of life and reporting to me "She has a lot of hair!" Right after that, I said bye as they rushed him out of the room and took Isabella to the nursery. About an hour later, I woke up in my room with my mom by my side, Isabella's father was fast asleep for the rest of the night. Then my nurse came in and did a quick check of my vitals and I called the nursery to bring me Isabella. Holding her for the first time, I felt more love than I can describe. Her black eyes were wide open and she was so calm. I examined her 10 tiny fingers and 10 tiny toes. She was perfect.
Now, 6 months have passed. December 2, 2010 and every day since has been a learning experience. And an exhilarating one, at that. I would say that I have loved Isabella since the day she was born but that would be a lie. I loved her long before she was even concieved. I had looked forward to raising a child for quite a long time. And although I am not doing it the way I had planned, I must say, it is better than I ever could have imagined it would be. I am looking forward to the next 6 months and the rest of the days that follow.
A friend of mine once joked, "You're not going to be known as Cynthia anymore. You're going to be known as Isabella's Mom!" and I responded with "Im ok with just being Isabella's Mom." It has become who I am. If you were to ask me to describe myself, "a mom" would be the first words out of my mouth.
So, Isabella, My Love, you are by far the best part of me. The day I became your mom is the happiest day of my life. You have grown so much and in such a short amount of time. You are such a happy baby and your babbles, laughter, and smiles bring me much happiness. You have made the past 6 months the happiest of my life. You are truly amazing and I simply adore you.
Love, Mama
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