Remembering when...

Two great friends in Austria have just started a blog for their son, so I decided to reminisce and post a picture of JT when he had just been home from the hospital two days. Or maybe one. It is all a blur. I just remember that I drank two pitchers of water every hour at the hospital, and the nurses got tired of filling them up and finally showed me where the water was. And you would think they would want me to drink, since I had to keep track of all fluids in and out! (That was not really fun, but the mesh underwear was kind of neat.)
Anyways, here he is wearing his pavlik harness and looking slightly confused about why his head is no longer a rest for my bowl while he was waiting to be born.

Dear JT,
Sorry, kiddo. It doesn't make it any better, but I did think your rear end was up there by my ribs.

Yes, the midwife assured me that the hard thing in my ribs was your rear end, thus misrecognizing your breech position until it was too late to persuade you to turn. And yes, we tried many techniques - I stood on my head in the swimming pool, we played music and tried to get you to follow a light (thus the lamp has no lampshade on it). And the doctors even attempted a version - they pushed and prodded my belly, but you were stuck fast.
Luckily you recovered quickly, and with a little physical therapy, a harness, and later a helmet, you got everything sorted out.