Life.

I had plans to write a lot sooner than today. In fact, the goal is to write daily. After all, if this blog is going to grow into anything, I've got to post something. Si?

But, life got busy. Actually, life happened. Literally! On Friday, January 11 2013, I became an Aunt for the second time! Cayden Mathew joined the party and I gotta say ... He is perfect!

I first became an Aunt on May 4, 2012 when JaColby Alexander was born. Though now he is a wiggle-worm, curly-haired, smart and beautiful toddler he continues to change my life daily. I suppose I had a passing thought that second time Mothers have - "How will I ever love another baby like I love my Colby?!" but Cayden came with a great healing power, and with it he changed my life too!

Some women (more than you think) have mounds to cross when it comes to "the f-word" - fertility. Others have mountains. I face Mount Kilimanjaro when it comes down to me getting pregnant. (More of that on another day.) Because of this, I felt pretty sorry for myself; the chances I me ever seeing life enter the world, a childbirth, were slim pickins'. Colby came in unexpectantly. 14 hours of a non-progressing labor led to an emergency C-Section. When we knew Cayden was coming, I had already taken my spot in the shadows. My youngest sister is a very private, very modest person. So imagine my surprise when I was told to "sit on the bench and don't speak!" Ha!

So I sat. I didn't speak. And I watched life.

I was NOT prepared for everything that happened, nor how quickly it would all take place. Right before my eyes, my baby sister became a woman. She had a "pushing face" ... serious, determined, focused. Her cries at the end were enough to break my heart every time I revisit the moment. And finally, through a final scream came a breath. There he was. A gasp for air, a newborn cry and a just-as-excited doctor holding up life proudly so I could snap a picture.

Oh. My. Lawd.

They wrapped up life, put him immediately to his Mothers chest and he knew. He knew that was his Mommy.

It was hands down, one of the most memorable moments of my life. It changed me, in a big way. It healed me. It rocked me. Best. Gift. Ever.

Thank you, sister.

I'm back from Oz now in the Deep South. There are stories to be told here, in my new home. I'll be back regularly, now that life has begun.