As it turns out, doing a 10-mile treadmill run at the gym when you’ve forgotten your headphones and you’re starting at 11pm at night is just as every bit as miserable as you might imagine!
On the upside, I did have time to reflect on the very meaningful day into which my run segued…on 8/12/2009, at this hour, I was happily sleeping only to be awakened at about 6am with some contractions. 12 hours later, my dear li’l gal Cameron was born. She was so quiet when she was born (I, on the other hand, was anything but quiet), but boy did she find her voice!
When she’s moving, she’s dancing or practicing handstands or tricks on monkey bars; when she’s sitting, she’s building with Legos or thumbing through a book (and, ok, she’s trying to style her’s or someone else’s hair!). She’s my spirited and sensitive big girl and I’m looking forward to everything she has to teach me about the world and her take on it. Happy bday sweet thang, you mean the world to us!
