This made me cry

This is from Chez Miscarriage, home of getupgrrl. Her son was recently born and she's posted the birth story. This stuff is really getting to me and I'm sure it's the hormones. But grrl's story is a little different. She had infertility problems because of some uterine issues and found a wonderful woman to be her surrogate mother. Grrl doesn't leave her posts up for long and doesn't maintain an archive because of someone stealing her work. I do hope you'll stop by to read this post that has made me cry every time I've read it before it's gone.

It's things like:

I remember the hospital administrator who attached two matching identity bracelets to Sarah's and my wrists - One for the egg, she said smartly as she clicked my bracelet closed, and one for the uterus.

and

I remember how our hospital room began to fill up as the day went on and our story got passed around the floor. I remember the nurses who stayed past their shifts, the shy medical students, the residents who kept popping in and giving us the thumbs-up sign. I remember the sense that they were all rooting for us, that they had seen our two families (all of whom were pacing the hall, fielding phone calls, and bringing one another food) and understood what we were trying to do.

and

When it was morning, before our families returned with breakfast and raucous demands to hold the baby, I said to her, I know you think that you created a life yesterday, but really, you created two. You have renewed me.

She reached for my hand across the bassinet and said, I knew it would happen like this. I knew it would feel like this. I knew he would be like this.

I knew I would love him this much.

that get me every time.