15 Day Challenge 2012: Day 9

I have totally fallen behind on the challenge. Time to play catch-up my friends...
and no, I don't mean the condiment! [ba-dah-bing, ba-dah-boom!]

 [9] Describe the best day of your life to date.

I know the typical answer as a mom is the day I had my child.But if there's anything you should know by now when reading this blog - I can be kind of honest. And honestly, Lillie's birth day was not my best day. It had some of my best moments, there's no doubt about that.

• I held my beautiful baby girl in my arms for the very first time.

• I saw my husband tenderly hold our little girl with so much love, it's indescribable.The picture can't even do it justice in that moment.

 

•  Alfred and I actually fist bumped while I was pushing because when we're supposed to be serious, we.simply.can't. 

• And as I watched my mother hold her granddaughter for the very first time, I understood every decision she made with regards to her children.

Like I said, great moments.
But let's look at this logically - I was holed up in a hospital, with no food, contractions that felt like Chuck Norris was roundhouse kicking me in the uterus every few minutes, and the realization that a watermelon was about to come out of the ol'cooter hole. Uh, no. Not the best day. All I wanted was some damn WingStop and sleep. Oh, and to not have an 8 lb 12 oz child being delivered from my nether regions.
[I got the WingStop, I did not get away with the no kid from the nethers.]

But I think that's what life is - no best days. Just moments. 

Like dancing for the first time as husband and wife.

Graduating.

  Being silly with my family, which isn't often since we don't live in the same state.

 

Random 'Mullet' nights.

 

Guitar Hero&Mullets. How a pregnant person parties.

  Watching my best friend marry her best friend.

 Going a little too far with a 1st Birthday Theme.

 Being able to reminisce about our high school experience with my husband because that's where we met.

Some of my best days aren't because everything was perfect on that day, but because there were perfect moments scattered throughout.

“Forever is composed of nows.”
― Emily Dickinson