Welcome to Throwback Thursday Stories where each week we share and link-up the stories behind our Throwback Thursday photos. It’s an awesome opportunity to document untold stories about the photos in shoe boxes, scrapbooks and hard drives in your home.
It seems that with our pregnancy announcement this week (thank you to all who celebrated here, on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram), it seems fitting to share the photo of when Elias first arrived into the world. He is just minutes old in this picture.
I labored for 34 hours after being induced for pre-eclampsia. My pregnancy was hard. Not as hard as some, but harder than most I know. (Although Adeline proved to be harder… and this one that I’m only 7.5 weeks into? Seems darn hard too.)
I screamed and wailed and the contractions kept coming, but I did not progress. Eventually, after 28 or so hours, I succumbed to the epidural, needing rest.
Later my midwife told Angie that she had never seen a woman endure such high levels of pitocin and magnesium without any pain medication.
I was stubborn.
But when I look at that picture of our family of three, I weep. I don’t remember the pain. I remember the joy. The joy of our first child. A son named Elias, meaning Yahweh is my God. We proclaim that over our lives and over his.
I always knew I would love being a mom, but I didn’t realize HOW MUCH. I guess you don’t until you experience it. Motherhood is a wonder.