I am so sorry for not posting for a while! Life has been hectic these last couple of weeks. Well today I have decided to continue my journey with you. Last post I talked about my first meeting with the adoptive family... today I am going to talk about the delivery of my precious baby girl.
On July 13, 2005 I began to feel something I was not used to. My stomach kept getting tighter and tighter like every 10 minutes. I didn't know what this was but I knew that it was not very comfortable. I was used to being slightly uncomfortable, I had been this way for about 6 months now! My mom and boyfriend (who soon became my husband) had a bowling tournament that day so I pushed the "cramps" aside and went to the tournament. My boyfriend had to work that night, and as usual I was going to make him his lunch and bring it to him at midnight. Well this particular night I was kinda getting the feeling that this would not be happening. The doctor gave me some remades that may stop the what I soon realized was contractions. If nothing worked than I would need to come to the hospital and have a baby. He told me to take a short walk, take a bath, and try to be very relaxed. I took a bath, and still nothing, my contractions were coming about every 5 minutes at this point and getting more and more aggressive. I tried to relax and take a little nap, but waking up every 5 minutes to breath in pain was not helping the relaxing. Finally, I took a walk with my sister and my mom. This was about 10:00pm. As I was turning the last corner to go back to my house to get my stuff to go to the hospital, because clearly these things were not going away! I suddenly felt a pop in my lower abdomen and, my socks were all wet. "Uhhh... Mommy.... whats this???" My mom began to panic a little because the hospital that I was to deliver at was a 45 min. drive. We went home as fast as we could, you know with a 200 pound mass it takes some time!! But all I could think about was getting my boyfriend his lunch. So I had to make him his Mac N Cheese before I went to have a baby, and we had to stop at his work on the way out of town! The things women do for love! i told him that I was going to have a baby and he began to panic. Not much he could do until he got off of work, so I told him to meet us down there when he got off. We started to head out of town. Not only was I contracting like crazy but I felt like I had to pee every 5 minutes too! So we had to stop at every rest stop and off ramp we came to so I could relieve myself. With it being so late I had a hard time getting a hold of my case worker. I needed him to know so he could tell the adoptive parents! I may have only had a 45 min drive but they had a 4 hour drive. I finally got a hold of him and he immediately reached the parents and they raced down as fast as they could. As I got to the hospital when the nurse checked me she told me it would take a while still because I am contracting but I am only like 40% effaced and I was only dilated to a 2. Little did I know that a little while was going to be 12 hours! I had finally gotten my epidural when I had my first contraction that brought me to tears. What a wonderful medicine! I was numb from my chest down! I took a couple naps and just relaxed. When Jared, my case worker got there he informed me that there was a new law that just passed about a week prior that the parent may be in the room with me when the baby was born if i wanted them too! I was thrilled ! I wanted them to be there every step of the way. When they finally arrived I was more at ease than ever before. The parents of this sweet baby get to be apart of her birth.
Well, I was finally at a 10 dilation and I was 100% effaced. Time to start pushing! Hour 1 still no baby.... hour 2 nothing..... hour 3 still pushing!..... Finally at hour 4 of pushing the baby made a little mess... aka Poop . Which means 2 things.... 1 she is officially DONE and we had no worries about her being premature.... even though she was 2 weeks early, and number 2 she needs to come out NOW. There is Maconan in the poop that can poison the baby if it gets into her lungs. So at this point we had no other option. we were preparing for a C-Section. At this point I didn't care how they got her out as long as it was now!! I was done with this whole miracle of life thing! My mom about gave herself an ulcer thinking about it, so I had to calm her down. The doctor told me that I could have 2 people in the operation room with me. Both my boyfriend and Travis, the baby's adoptive father, stepped back! So I chose Jessica, the baby's adoptive mother, and my mom. When we got in to the room it seemed like everything went to quickly, the baby was out in a matter of minutes and everything was over that fast too! they let me touch her and kiss her and then they too the baby out and Jessica followed close behind. I did not seem to be bothered by that at all, then they told my mom that she had to leave while they sewed me back up and as she turned around and walked away.... I lost it! I could not stand the fact that my mommy could not stay. I freaked out so bad that the doctor told me that I had to stop crying because I was moving so much and he couldn't sew me up! They ended up having to give me something to make me go to sleep so they could finish! I ended up having Aftom Mikel on July 14, 2005 at 6:24pm.
The C-Section was really a blessing. I had 2 extra days with Afton and more importantly with her parents. This was a real bonding time for all of us. It was a wonderful experience and it really made me think that everything DOES happen for a reason!
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