I am the luckiest...

I've been having regular contractions now for 7 hours (it's 2am now and they started around 7 pm). I laid in bed for over an hour listening to my husband breathe in his sleep, all the while recording every contraction by the light of my cell phone. They are pretty consistently 5 minutes apart; however, they are not lasting more than 45 seconds. The general rule of thumb is to call the doctor once the contractions are 5 min. apart, lasting 1 minute, for an entire hour. So I wait. And labor. Alone in the dark.

I remember when I was going through this exact same labor with Izzy; I was up all night on the computer reading other peoples' blogs and then blogging myself. Hard to believe that was only 2 years ago (give or take 5 weeks). Seems like Izzy has been part of our lives for a lot longer than that. My, how quickly we forget the newborn stage and all the stages in between. I will soon be reminded, as my world will once again be changed for the best.

Anyone who knows me well knows that Mike and I were 100% sold on the fact that we were only going to have 1 child, Izzy. Doctors told us it was nearly impossible for us to conceive on our own and we were NOT going down the fertility road again. We were perfectly happy with our little Izzy girl being our only. We had come to terms with it and in fact, were quite overjoyed to simply have the most perfect little girl to call our own.

We just went on a whim to see if we could conceive on our own...and wouldn't you know it, it worked on our first attempt (using Chlomid prescribed by my OBGYN, not by the fertility specialist)!

I cried in disbelief at the pregnancy test.

I cried in anger at the fertility doctor that said this medicine would never work for someone with my condition (PCOS).

I cried in joy that Izzy was going to have a sibling.

I cried in elation that my body worked.

I cried because I never thought I'd be able to experience the miracle of childbirth again.

And here I am. Again. Laboring another daughter. A sister to Izzy. And words cannot express my emotions. I am the luckiest. Which brings me to one of my most favorite songs by Ben Folds, titled "The Luckiest":

I don't get many things right the first time

In fact, I am told that a lot

Now I know all the wrong turns,

the stumbles and falls

Brought me here

And where was I before the day

That I first saw your lovely face?

Now I see it everyday

And I know

That I am

I am

I am

The luckiest

**I'll keep you all posted on my labor & delivery!!**