I can't believe yesterday was a week! A week since I became a momma, and one week since his daddy asked me to be his forever! I was induced on the 14th, I wasn't dilating fast enough, and with every contraction his heart rate would drop down to between 75 and 88... by 2 on Monday they said I was only dilated to 6.5 and they were giving me until 7 that night to dilate or else they were going to do a c-section. By 3 they rushed in and said they were taking me right away. Didn't give me any explanation, just told me to sign the papers and gave my fiancé his dressings. Anyway, baby and I are both doing well. Later that night, as I was nursing our baby boy, his daddy pulls the chair up next to the bed, and starts telling him about life. About how life is one big crazy puzzle that will seem really hard to put together sometimes, but at others, the pieces will just seem to fit perfectly. That he is one of the perfect pieces to our puzzle. Then he told him that although he is finally here, our puzzle isn't quite complete yet, and that is when he pulled out a ring and asked me to marry him. I know to some women, it isn't a big flashy proposal. And some would think it's stupid. But, after the day we had, the fact that our baby boy was finally in our arm, I couldn't imagine it going any other way. It was just us, our new little family, making it all official. It really was (and it was even the song baby boy was born to) the best day of my life. ♡♡