Today is her day. I am here for her. I will hold hands and show love and support. We will laugh and cry and work together.

But today is also my day. Today I come back to the hospital where I delivered Jack. Two hours ago I walked past the OR hallway where I waited for my nurse to fight the anesthesiologist. My chest tightened for a second, but today is not about me. Today I walk past my demons.

Today I drink my coffee.

Today I go back to where it all started. My journey into motherhood. My passion for childbirth. I go back to the beginning, I remember how my journey started.

Today is a new day.

Today I am strong.

Today I give my strength to her.