It's hard not to reminisce

At this exact time last year, I was anxiously awaiting my pitocin induction. We had been at the hospital for almost 16 hours by this point. They had inserted cervadil at 6am so mild contractions had begun in the early afternoon. I was uncomfortable, exhausted, emotional and completely drained. Little did I know that in less than ten short (but very long) hours, I would be holding my little girls in my arms.