Looking back, last week seems like a blur. A mad dash to the finish line. Finals week. It was crazy, I was crazy, but it all culminated with a wonderful birthday party for Noah on Saturday.
Ahhh! She’s one!
I know I owe you lots of details. What was the theme? How was the food? To smash or not to smash a cake? Everything. And I promise I will give them to you… but not today. I was so busy being hostess and mommy that I barely snapped any pictures! Blogger’s nightmare I know!
Thankfully, friends and family managed to get lost of great pics so hopefully I can share all the details with you soon.
In the meantime, I thought I would fill you in on how we spent Friday night, the night before the big day.
Friday night was a family night for us. I night for Michael Luke, Noah, and me to spend together before ALL the family arrived in town. Since I had been so busy preparing for the party I wasn’t about to cook dinner for us too. This little Momma needed a night off.
I thought it would be fun to celebrate and remember the night before we had Noah… the night we went to the hospital. One might ask, “How do you do that?” Well, for us it meant going out for Chinese food. Specifically egg drop soup!
Egg drop soup was my final meal request before heading to the hospital. A little strange I know and practically the only craving I had the entire pregnancy besides water. I think it was just that I didn’t think I could stomach a meal but soup sounded really good. And the local Chinese restaurant was the closest place to our house that served soup.
About five or six hours into labor (around 8:00 at night) I decided I should probably eat before being admitted to the hospital where I knew they wouldn’t be offering me anything. ML called the local Chinese place hoping they would deliver. All we wanted was an order of egg drop soup though and since it didn’t total over ten bucks they wouldn’t deliver! Not even when we told them I was in labor. So being the frugal couple that we are I told ML just to drive over a pick up the soup.
He left and so did my sanity. I kind of panicked with each contraction, completely forgot all the relaxation methods we had been practicing, and prayed for him to return quickly. Thankfully, he did!
He brought the soup upstairs to our bedroom, where I was. I was so excited to finally get a little something to eat. Until we uncovered it and saw that they had given us Hot and Sour Soup. Ok… Hot and Sour are two things you really don’t want to eat while in labor. I managed to stomach a few bites but that was it. So much for my last meal.
Next, we unwrapped our Fortune Cookies. MIne read:
You will soon receive pleasant news of a personal nature.
Then we called our parents and headed to the hospital. And well you know what happened next.
So after such a memorable “last meal” experience you can see why it would be the perfect place to celebrate the night before Noah arrived. Just not at the same restaurant.
Friday night Noah got to experience Chinese food for the first time. A special little night out with her parents.
I finally got my egg drop soup and got to share it with Noah. She loved it and all the other food… even her fortune cookie. We haven’t found much she doesn’t like.
I think this might have to become a little family tradition for us.
What about you? Do you have any quirky family traditions in your family? Any funny memories of the night before your little one? I would love to hear them!
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Loved this story!
Thanks, Melanie! Sometimes it’s the unexpected things that make the best memories.
Great story! Haha even on a regular not in labor day I would be very upset if I received hot and sour soup. Definitely not something I enjoy. Ruby also had her first Chinese food a couple weeks ago. She only seemed to like the fried rice. We’re bummed we missed Noah’s birthday party. We spent the whole day hiking. I can’t believe she’s a year old!
We missed you too but it sound like y’all had fun.
With my 2nd child, we knew it was to be a repeat C-section. I worked at the same hospital as the secretary in the Food Service Dept., so I knew the meal schedule. I ate dinner at home that evening, then checked into the hospital early enough to have dinner at the hospital, too. I was scheduled for surgery early the next morning. Well, my son decided to be born that night instead. Shortly after dinner, as we were watching TV, labor pains started – 2 min. apart. Hubby ran to get the nurse, but by the time she got there, the contraction was over. She decided it was gas. I tried to tell her it wasn’t, but she was already gone. The next pain came, hubby went running, the nurse came, pain was gone, she left again. We went back and forth like this until I started crying and told the nurse to please call my doctor because the baby was coming and I knew because this was my 2nd child. They finally called my Dr. and my son was delivered at 11:30 that night.
Wow! That’s crazy! Isn’t it funny how God likes to take us by surprise like that. I bet you had given up any hope of going into actual labor by that point. At least it went quickly.
You’re right – our son wasn’t even due for another week! When the Dr. arrived at the hospital, his clothes were all wrinkled. He apologized for his appearance, telling us that he’d already gone to bed anticipating my surgery early the next morning. Our son just turned 31 yrs old this past Sept. and I sent a pic of him to the Dr. that delivered him since he is still practicing and always had pics of the babies he’d delivered all over his office. We got a nice letter back from him telling us what a handsome man Marc had turned out to be. Made me cry!
She is so very, very cute! What a great story about the Egg Drop Soup. And that photo of you and her at the restaurant? That’s adorable!
Thanks! I was so glad we got one. I’m pretty bad about remembering to take pictures of the two of us. I’m sure you know how that goes.
Hahaha! What a funny birth story! I think having Chinese for her 1st birthday is very appropriate 😉
Thanks, Ashley. I think it might have to become a tradition for us. Besides who doesn’t love an excuse to eat Chinese food.
She is such a doll! Happy birthday to your sweet girl!
PS – Hot and sour soup is my fave!! 😉
Thank you! That’s funny. It wasn’t that bad… just not what I was looking for.
What a cute story! Happy birthday to pretty little Noah =)
I am trying to remember what I ate before I had Kevin. I think a rice cake and an apple…I don’t know if I want to have that for a meal again!
PS-she is so adorable and you guys look great!
Thank you! I can’t believe the year went by so quickly.
I probably wouldn’t have remembered what I ate either except for the fact that my order was screwed up. Oh well… it’s funny looking back at it now.