|Breathing through contractions on my living room floor. Tony was helping.|
Now, Will and I chose not to find out the sex of our baby, but we had boy and girl names all picked out. I remember pinning the story of St. Catherine de'Ricci to my Catholic board; I had never heard of her before, but I noticed that her birth name was Alessandra. I thought that was a funny coincidence, since that was the girl name we picked out a long time ago, but I didn't think too much of it at the time.
A few hours later, I was breathing my way through some pretty serious contractions, and I told Will this was The Real Deal, and he needed to call my midwives, stat. By 2:45 that afternoon, Will was
|The proudest papa in the world.|
|Exhausted after nursing.|
|Our first night at home. That was probably the only time she slept.|
Happy first birthday, Alessandra Isabel. You are so very, very loved.