Jun. 6, 2007 - My son...
Eleven years ago today I was in a great deal of pain and scared. I could barely remember my name and I wouldn't let Kelly out of my sight. I had to go to the bathroom like you wouldn't believe, but I just couldn't go. Did I mention that I was scared and full of so much pride? By this time (10:42 p.m.) I had been in labor for about 36 hours and still hadn't delivered a baby. I thought for sure that the baby would be born on this day, there was no way that labor could go on forever. I mean, pregnancy lasts forever, labor is supposed to be quick. All I knew is that I wanted to have a home birth and was willing to do anything for it. I realize I was a bit extreme, but if ever the Lord blesses me with another baby I'd still go for a homebirth- so there. I had been trying to push this baby out since I had fully dilated 6 hours ago, but he was stuck. Grrrrr. Finally, my daddy called and told me that he thought I should go to the hospital. The midwives and Kelly had been telling me this but I kept telling them that I knew I could do this, but when my daddy called I realized that I couldn't do it any longer. So we headed to Stayton hospital where I had the best doctor. He told me why he was choosing to give me a C-section and assured me that next time I'd most likely have a home birth without any kind of problem. I liked him immediately. I liked the doctor who gave me the epidural, too. His name was Christopher, but that is NOT why I named my son that. Now, I'm an all natural kinda girl but when that epidural kicked in I almost fell in love with this anesthiesiologist. I wanted him to hold my hand. I think I'll blame my crazy behavior on lack of food, water, and sleep. I was so loopy that I gave myself many reasons to be completely mortified in the morning! Anyway, in the end I had this incredibly adorable and perfect 22 inch long, 8.8 lb boy with the brightest blue eyes (now turned green). He was so alert. I wanted to nurse him right away, but he wasn't ready until several hours later. He stayed awake a long time just looking at me. Babies are amazing. Did I mention that Christopher was finally born at 12:35 a.m. on June 7. In my head I always think it is the 6th, then I remember he waited a few minutes. Can I just tell you that childbirth is amazing and it has blown me away every time I witnessed one. I've only seen 3, but I'm so curious to see if I'll get that same feeling the next time I get to witness one.
Comments
Jun. 7, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Rebeca
Oh, happy happy birthday to that boy! I still remember the first time I saw him in the dining room at GCS; he was just a tiny little thing and so sweet! Give him a big kiss for me. (Or an affectionate shove!)
BecaBBB
Jun. 7, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Anonymous
What a wonderful blog entry! Even though it wasn't as you'd planned it to go, how blessed you are to have him now, and that experience to gain from! (that's how I feel about my first, which wasn't as planned either!) Tell Christopher Happy Birthday for us! Much love!
~Shannon
