According to my Facebook; this time 2 years ago I was posting about the aftershocks. On the 4th September 2010, Christchurch had it's big quake and there have been plenty more since. Some small aftershocks and also some massive ones; ones that not only rock your city, they rock your core and play with your mind.
It was also on the evening of the 6th September, that I took myself to (well, mum took me) the afterhours clinic as I was having tremendous pain, my waters had leaked a couple of days earlier, and Addi wasn't moving very much. I was taken to hospital and hooked up to monitors; Addi liked it in hospital and settled down. I could finally relax. I got home and she started again.
9am on the 7th, or thereabouts, I began having 'proper' contractions. The first one, I wasn't quite sure was real. I was on the phone to one of my midwives and I said I had to go because I was in pain.
Eventually they got stronger and I went from 9am-12am(on 8th Sept) without sleep or pain relief, and decided I'd had enough. Took myself into hospital with Mark and, well, things happened and Addilyn Faith arrived at 5.19pm on 08 09 2010. My magical miss.
You are addicted to Cheds crackers "Kickers", bananas "NARNAH!", Thomas the Tank Engine "Tamasss", drawing pictures "Pitcherrrrs", Peppa Pig "PIK *snooooort*" and your Daddy. Oh and Monkey. Poor Monkey.
Your face when you wake up after your daytime nap; your cheeks burning, eyes wide and bright, hair askew.
The way you ask for "koowau"s (cuddles) just to get from A to B- like from the highchair to the floor.
Monkey love. How you sniff him and bite him and shake uncontrollably.
How you sneak crackers out of the cupboard, gently shut the cupboard door and run out of the kitchen before I see you; hair bobbing up and down ontop of your head and crackers "hansel and gretel-ing" from one room to another.
The excitement when you see either me or your dad after a stint apart. He has a new car, and you don't realise he is here until he is at the door- you go crazy!!!
How you have brought out the best in all of us; you have brought me back to life and restored my inner balance- somewhat- as crazy at it seems... Children are supposed to knock you around a bit but finally I feel centred and grounded. I have wanted to feel that for a long time- I drank clay once to feel grounded. This is much nicer.
I'm exhausted and I need to sleep. I used to be okay staying up until 3-4am but (you just woke up 11.10 and I went and gave you koowau's :) ) I know if I stay up late, I am grumpy and 'not at my best' for the day, which I need to be for you :)
You are my best friend; you were my best friend even before you could talk- even before you could see. I felt you growing inside me and that was more than words could ever say.
