Birthday Eve ~ Isla's birth story
WARNING (sort of) - I should say that this post may not appeal to everyone. I'm not being graphic or trying to scare anyone, it just may not interest some or you may be expecting a baby and don't want to read about it just yet. That's OK but you've been warned. The reason I want to post it is for Isla and for me. It's a part of her life and mine and I want to remember it. So if you don't want to read it, stop right here .... Just remember, there is a happy ending. We had Isla. If you want to read it, continue reading.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ June 2007 - I discovered I was pregnant the day before Father's Day and as much as I wanted to tell Colin the next day, I can't keep a surprise so I went out and bought him a Father's Day from the cats - HA! - and Baby Black.... He didn't get it right away but he caught on pretty quick! So, I would love to say I went into labour at 5 p.m. she was born at 8 p.m. and it was a day in the park but it