Little Kite Girl

So I remember when TLC’s A Baby Story started- I was at the University of Scranton and I used to volunteer at the Women’s Center (part of a Peace and Justice Concentration they didn’t have when I transferred universities, I miss the Jesuits!) and it was on every afternoon while I sat and checked people in and out.  We ALWAYS changed the channel.  We wanted to watch Trading Spaces, not A Baby Story! Ew!  When I was pregnant I would watch it for 5 minutes and freak out and change the channel.  Now it’s always on during Camper’s afternoon feeding, and I gotta tell you, I watch it. I watch it and I LOVE it.  I’m amazed by these women, and it makes me remember all the little details of when Camper was born.  Of course, I think the ones that don’t get an epidural are crazy.  Not really, they are very strong and brave, I just prefer less pain.  Much much less pain.  And yes, when the baby comes out, I even cry.  What’s going on with me?  Is this post-natal hormones, or will I forever look at this whole process differently now that I’ve done it?  It was one of the most amazing moments in my life, and I’ll never forget my baby’s face, my husband’s face, or my Mom’s face as Camper came out and started squawking.  Oh sigh.