4am November 11, 2003
I thought waking up that early would be very hard for me. I was so use to sleeping in till 9 or 10 am. Not to mention the fact that I could not get to sleep the night before because of the anticipation. But at 4am when the alarm clock went off, I had no problem what so ever getting out of bed and getting dressed. Today I was going to become a mommy.
My pregnancy had gone really good. I had only minor morning sickness. Not a lot of weight gain, only 20 ponds or so total. And above all I loved the experience. Watching my belly grow, and grow. Not even realizing how big it actually was till after I had my baby, and looked back at pictures of myself. I loved to lay back in bed and watch my belly move, as she rolled and kicked inside of me. I loved watching my husband, become more excited as the day came nearer. But during my 7th month my blood pressure shot up. It went from 120/60 to 150/80. Dr. Childress put me on bed rest for the weekend to see if my blood pressure would go down. But it really didn’t. So it was bed rest for me. I was to lie in bed all day. Or if I was out of bed, I was to have my legs propped up. At first it was not that bad. Rusty waited on me hand and foot. Then mom came here to help, and I had her to keep the house clean, and to keep me company when Rusty was at work. But then the boredom set in, and I began to not follow the doctors orders all that well. Of course Rusty and my mother kept telling me to sit down any they would get me what I wanted. But it became very hard to sit still. On November 8th I had a doctors appointment. I had been having one once a week to have a non-stress test to make sure the baby was okay. My blood pressure was still high, and bed rest was not going well. The doctor was ending the appointment, and Rusty asked "How much longer?". Doctor Childress asked if Monday was soon enough. I really don’t remember what all else he said to me. I was in shock. All I remember was that he was going to induce me on Monday November 11th. But he did not expect it to work and told me that I was most likely going to have to have a c-section.
Today was the day. Today I was going to become a mommy. I was kind of in a daze; the long 30-min drive from my house to the hospital seemed to go by in only mere minutes. We dropped of the dog, because I was going to be in the hospital for a while and there was going to be on one to take care of her. They stared the patocin drip at 7am and right away I stared feeling cramps. It was not long before I was having very hard contractions. They had moved me into the labor room, and broken my water around 11am. By 4pm I was in a lot of pain, and still not dilated passed 2 centimeters, which I had been at for 2 weeks now. I was ready for my epidural. I felt much better after I got it. And made a personal note to myself not to wait so long the next time to get one. I thought that getting an epidural would slow labor and make me progress even slower. Well I was wrong, and I could have gotten it a lot sooner.
5pm Dr Childress told me he was ready to do a c-section. They stared prepping me. They shaved the area that they were going to make the incision. They unhooked my epidural, because they were going to give me a spinal instead that would make it where I could not feel anything during the c-section. At around 5:30pm he told me that I had to wait a little longer because my baby was doing fine, and there was some others woman's who’s baby was not doing so well. Finally at around 6:30pm or so I was being wheeled into the operating room. Rusty was very nervous. At first he was not sure he wanted to go into the room with me. He had to walk out of the room when I got my epidural, so I know that he did not want to see me cut open. But in the end he came into the operating room with me. Which I am very glad he did. I was very nervous, and scared. I was shaking uncontrollably, and ended up getting sick. I was very glad to see him walk into the room. He held my hand the whole time. I found out that day I had a high tolerance to pain medication. Even though the doctor was giving me lots of pain medication, I was still feeling a lot and in some pain. Then after some pulling and tugging, I herd her cry. They took her to the cleaning table, to clean her off. It was only a few feet away. But I could not see her to well because Rusty’s head was in the way. Then finally I got to see her. All I could see was her face, but it was the most beautiful face I have ever seen. I looked up at Rusty and he was crying. I didn’t cry. I was just in awe that this little baby was inside of me. That this little baby was the one who was kicking me from the inside. Then they let Rusty carry her to the nursery why they finished with me.
After closing me up they wheeled me into recovery. I soon found out that I would have to stay in there for 2 hours or so. But right away I started asking the nurse when I could go and see my baby. In about 45 minutes they took me to my room. Everyone was there. Mom, Rusty, Tina and Rose, and Rusty’s mom Sarah. They were all anxious to see the baby. They would not let her out of the nursery till I got out of recovery. They brought you to me, and then I was a mommy
