Ok, so yesterday was my baby girls birthday and I found myself walking down memory lane all day. I wasn't exactly sad, I guess I was just reflecting.
I thought about the day I found out I was pregnant. I walked out the door of the doctors office giggling. CCBoy knew right away what my "problem" had been. I didn't even have to tell him he knew.
I remembered the morning I went into labor. I endured 2 hours of it until the contractions were 5 minutes apart before I woke up my husband. Little did I know that I was NO WHERE close to giving birth. It took 47 hours of labor, 4 hours of pushing, and a C-section to get that kid out of me! She was beautiful though.
I remembered Nurse Winifred. Oh yes, I remember her name. It is burned forever in my psyche! I hadn't slept for 2 days. After Taylors birth all I wanted to do was sleep. But that freakin pulse ox thing-a-ma-jig kept going off everytime I dozed off. I begged her to take it off and she kept putting me off. She told me she was going to come and take me for a walk before bed that night. I pretended to be asleep. That is all I wanted, was to sleep! She "woke" me up and dragged my butt out of bed. When she was satisfied with my walk she said we could return but being the freak that I am I told her if she wanted me to walk then by gosh we were gonna walk! Yeah! I said gosh. I meant it too! :)
I remembered her first birthday. We went sooo overboard with the gifts. She was just as happy with the boxes as with the things inside.
I remembered admitting her to the hospital when she was only a toddler. I was scared to death. We couldn't break her fever and she had broken blood vessels with all her vomiting. Once again, no sleep for me in the hospital. I kept checking to see if her fever was spiking. The nurses had a whole ward of patients to tend to. I could focus on one. We never found out exactly what made her so sick. To this day I take fevers very seriously.
I thought of how fast the time has gone. Before long she will be wearing make up and wanting to go "out". She is already interested in boys.
I thought about how I look forward to an empty nest with my husband so we can have all sorts of "quality time". And how much I am dreading it at the same time. How can I take care of them if they aren't here?
It's a wild ride. I have loved every minute of it.
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With Little Bones, I was in labor for five hours and 20 minutes of pushing.
With Little Red, I was in labor four hours with less than two minutes of pushing.
I think it's safe to say that I was very fortunate.
BUT...
Little Bones threw me into labor four or five times from about two weeks before he was born. And I had to keep going to the hospital for shots of tributilene to stop the labor. Little Red threw me into labor I don't know how many times from about four weeks before she was born, and I had to get the same shots. And with her I had many tests done, saw a maternal fetal medicine specialist, and had about ten ultra sounds and sonagrams.
Little Bones was born at 38 weeks, and Little Red was born at 36 1/2 weeks. Both were completely developed and healthy AND weighed seven pounds or more. After both deliveries, my OB/GYN apologized for having my due dates all wrong and making me have to go through all that testing, poking and prodding. She guessed she was about two weeks off with Little Bones and nearly a month off with Little Red. She had done what she was supposed to and went by my last cycle. But my cycles aren't normal. They're about 36 days long with only three or four of them being "the visitor". That's why nothing matched up in neither the time estimate nor the testing.
I don't want anymore babies. I honestly don't think my body could safely go through all that again. And two is enough for me anyway.
Wow!!! To go through 47 hours of labor and 5 hours of pushing and still have to have a C-sec!!! You are an incredible woman!
I was able to skip all the labor and just have a C-sec. If I hadn't, my son would probably still be in me...heehee!
Wow red I would have killed for a short labor like that.
Trinity- My second child was a scheduled c-section. It was a whole different ball game!
Oh my God! It just hit me. You're all grown up! I know I'm way younger than you, but I remember when it was just you and Jen and Teresa. I remember watching you graduate high school and thinking about how grown up you were then, but now.......... Now you're REALLY grown up. Wow. Wow.
LBB- I don't know about a suppository, I had enough business going on all up in there! Now, epidural.....thats the stuff! I think I could go for one right now!
Shane- LOL! Yep I'm a big girl now!
Eagleman- I remember! Thanks. I love you!
Wait till she's in her 30s---the connection just get stronger, and it never goes away, and that's such a good thing. My daughters are so precious to me---my son is a lovable enigma, and I can't imagine my life without them
Lorna-Thanks for the words of encouragement.
Heather- Honestly the labor pains weren't as bad as I had built them up to be in my head. We walked all over town while I was in labor trying to help things along. C-section takes longer to heal too. It isn't awful though. They cut you nice and low now so you don't even notice the scars. I did it twice and I'm just fine!
The day you gave me my first child, was the day my love for you grew. And my admiration. The way you toughed out the labor, to the point you were passing out between contractions was an incredible feat to me. I still remember seeing her for the first time, she was so beautiful she stole my breathe, and I could barely hold my shaking hands still to cut the cord.
You are My hero. Thanks for two of the greatest kids a man could ask for.
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