Mini breakdown last night
i had a pretty rough night last night. Lucy was moving around a lot and actually hurting me with her pushing. Then i would have a contraction in between and sometimes couldn't tell if it was her or the contraction. either way it was pretty painful and i had my rice heating bag with me all night. Nothing was consistent so i was just practice labor..
My sweet brian coached me thru some relaxation and visualization (including one time we visited the castle at Cair Paravel) He is so great at helping me when i'm feeling bad. during one of these times (we were up most of the night on and off) i started to think about my dad. i haven't done that in a while. I guess in the back of my mind i really just assumed that he would come when Lucy did and he wouldn't miss her birth. It was this sick realization that labor was coming soon but dad was not going to be here for it. it was like 3am and i was emotional. i was feeling really nervous about knowing when i was in labor or not. And i just started crying - he's really not coming. i just can't believe it. Death is such a hard thing to wrap your mind around. I don't think i'll ever understand it. So i asked brian, "dad really did exist didn't he?" he was like, " you wouldn't be here if he didn't, Lucy wouldn't be here if he didn't"... i miss him so much.
This is me in the picture of course (dad is soo young!) but this is the one thing that will be missing on the day that Lucy is born - that great Bill Dooley grin.