Elinor Traister, or as we call her, Nori, was born April 15th, 2012 at 7:24am. 6lb 13oz, 19.5 inches long. And today she is a year old.
My labor started around 3:30am, but after being in labor for forty hours before, when I give birth to Maya, we were in no rush to head to the birth center. I remember my husband setting the timer and saying that if this time it will take half the time it took with Maya (40 hours), he will be satisfied.
We tried to get back to sleep (yeah, right), but around 5am my water broke. I didn’t experience this before so we thought it was a good idea to call the midwife. She ordered us come to the birth center.
We got to the birth center around 5:30am. My contractions became so intense so fast that Elinor was out by 7:24am. It was a painful, natural, beautiful birth. An out-of-body experience. My body took complete control over the situation. All I had to do was think to myself whose the idiot who choose natural birth for me and how am I going to kill this person in cold blood right after this baby is out!
This person was me of course….
But it was soon over and this beautiful purple baby was in my arms. There were no nurses to take her away or doctors to perform million check ups. Only her, me, and her daddy. We were all doing very good and there was no need to stay at the birth center. We got home that day around noon. Right on time for grandma’s lunch.
Nori became the little sister to a very caring big sister. Maya, even though only nineteen month older, was always very helpful and considerate of her little sister.
Nori never cared for a pacifier. Instead, she loves to suck he thumb. But the funny thing about her is that she can’t find her thumb if she doesn’t have her blanket or some other kind of fabric in her hand.
Nori loves sand and soil. In fact, she loves eating it. That day we brought the beach home with us even though I washed her before getting in the car. The little girl pooped sand for days, until her bottom was as red as a rose.
Today is Nori’s first birthday. But it was also Israel’s memorial Day. A day when we remember all of our soldiers who died protecting their country. In Israel it is a very sad day. The faces of those who sacrificed their lives are everywhere. People go to visit the graves of their loved ones who will never come back.
My first thought was how can we possibly celebrate on a day like this one. But then it occurred to me that the death of those soldiers is what gives us the freedom to have a family and to raise kids in a safe environment.
And so, what’s better then remembering those heroes in a birthday of a wonderful, beautiful, little girl.
Thank you dear soldiers, and happy birthday baby Nori.