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Two very different ones:
1. Waking up in labor with my firstborn. I knew my whole life would never be the same. I just treasured those two hours, knowing she was coming and I was progressing, before I finally woke my DH. I just wanted my final moments before motherhood to myself. Such a distinct feeling. She (and her younger brother) have been the joys of my life. 2. The moment I climbed into my hospital bed in detox when I finally decided to check into rehab for alcoholism. I will never forget how my feet felt on the linoleum and knowing that I was getting into the hospital bed drunk, but I would never be drunk again, ever. It was like a page was turned in a book. That's almost 4 years ago and I was right. I've been sober since that day. |
Yes, not too happily. But I was like a fly caught up in honey. Knew there was a catch but tried to persuade myself I was wrong. |