To my dear loving son,
I can't believe that you are 7 years old today! I can't believe that it's been 7 years! Mom feels old! And I'm only 25!
I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday! So tiny when I held you in my arms. So innocent and needing me to take care of you!
I remember the day of 11 1/2 hours of labor and pain.
Well I should say I only remember half of the pain. Up until the epidural it is hazy still. But I do remember a few key points... Let me tell you about that day!
5am we arrived at the hospital to be induced! You were two weeks early you know. (I know becuz I threatened the doctor to get you out of me before I lost my mind)
It was me, your sperm donor, aunt Taye, uncle Jerry, cousin Aaron, my two best friends from school (Chrissy and Bridget) and a few other random people who showed up.
They settled me into that hospital room gave me the potossin to induce labor. 2 hours later I'm griping the bed rails and praying for the labor pains to stop! They broke my water and it felt like I peed myself.
Up until about 1pm I was refusing the epidural. I was trying to 'tuff' it out and be brave and have you naturally. NEVER again will I be that brave or stupid! (should I decide to have more kids that is)
It was time for the epidural when I ended up throwing a bed pan at a nurse and punching cousin Aaron in the face becuz he was making fun of me in pain.
Ahhhh that epidural was nice after the drugs kicked in! I didn't feel a thing... How about you? Then there you were! 6:36pm you came into this world! It was your birthday. All slimy and slippery and screaming like a banchee. But there you were... I remember watching you come into this world (yes I watched)
They had a mirror up on the wall where you can watch the baby make it into the world. Boy now I wish I hadn't watched. You wiggled and squirmed and fought to come out. I pushed and looked and thought I was going to die from loosing so much blood. I remember even asking the Dr. why I was bleeding so much... He nonchalantly told me it was because he just 'cut me open' (ahhhh great... cut me open and let me bleed to death)
So into this world you came... Your sperm donor cut the cord. Aunt Taye snatched you up as soon as they laid you all wrapped up on my tummy. (Nope sorry I wasn't the first person to hold you) It was all in all a pretty painful and happy day :)
They took you away to bathe you and clean you up and make sure all your little inside parts worked. They sewed me up and shuffled me off to a room... And for about 6 hours I waited and waited and waited for them to bring you back... Shortly after 1am there you were... All cute and cuddly and smelly good. And sleeping... Boy was I glad that you were sleeping... And shortly later I was sleeping to.
I remember waking up to two frumpy ladies standing over you and me. They were there to 'teach me how to breastfeed' 'ok I thought this couldn't be to hard, right?'
OUCH! I remember you tried to bite my friggin nipple off! I knew right then and there that breastfeeding wasn't for me and never would be!
Oh and how about the first time I changed you in the hospital! Oh wat a night. Being a mother at that age isn't what it's cracked up to be! Sure I crawled out of bed. Sure it felt like my crotch was in one of the 7 layers of hell and in so much pain I might bite my tounge out of my head..But there you lay needing that diaper changed... So I started to change you. All cute and tiny and being oh so very careful from the circumscision. And then IT happened. I turn back to you after grabbing the diaper and you PEE IN MY MOUTH! I have never been so grossed out! But you were a baby... (even tho I swear I saw you laugh like you did when you tried to bite my nipple off)
That was 7 years ago today! Boy how time as flown!!! My dear son, I hope you have an amazing birthday and that you are happy in your life!!! I can't wait til I can see you again and hold you in my arms! And maybe one day tell you this story in person! I love you !!!!!
(*Yes I have a child. Yes this is really how that day 7 years ago went)
Signing off ,
Sabrae Carter
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19 comments:
You can certainly hear how much you love him and miss him. Hope you do get to see him again, sooner rather than later.
My labor was quite similar with the first and the second, LOL but I never did have the drugs...went all natural and it was a blur right up to the moment they were in my arms.
Last two were c-sections so was numbed up;)
You have a son?? That is awesome!
Tell us more about him! Where is he?
holy crap!!!!
why did i never know this????
It's amazing how much detail you can recall from that day. Happy Birthday to him.
Wow. That was both touching and funny. Happy Birthday to him! :-)
Wow! I'm completely surprised, in a really good way. Happy Birthday to your son, and I hope it's a happy day for mom too. :-)
wow who knew!!!!
what a wonderful tribute....all 3 of mine were induced as well
What a beautiful tribute! I cracked up over the whole pee in the mouth thingy! Hilarious!
When I found out I was pregnant with child #2...a) I was 38...b)uh, I hadn't forgotten the pain from birth #1...I was flippin scared to death!
I'm with everyone else-- Holy cow!! And what a story for his 7th birthday... It is amazing and incredible how those little babies fight there way into the world. Either fighting to get out or fighting to stay in.
I took every drug they thought I could handle and it STILL hurt too much. :) *Congratulations for being young and wise.*
I did not know you had a son!!! wow!
Aww...happy birthday to your baby boy! I hope you do get to see him soon. Don't you just love those epidurals? :o)
I never knew. How come u never speak of him? That is great. Happy Birthday big guy
And that's why we love them so much. We'd never put up with all that crap from someone we didn't.
Awesome story. I hope you will get to see him soon and spend some time with him. Boys are great! I have 3.
That post was just too freakin' cute! It's so amazing that you remember absolutely EVERYTHING about such a horrifying experience. I think that if I were to suffer the pains of childbirth, I'll develop post-traumatic stress disorder later and forget about the entire thing. Haha but I guess being given such a sweet angel makes all the pain worthwhile hmm? :)
Let me get this straight...
You tried to tough it out without an epidural??? ARE YOU FRIGGIN NUTS!?!?!?!
I'm asking for drugs as soon as I step foot in the hospital. Screw Pain! Pain can just go suck it!
And you have a son? AWESOME!
Wow! Happy birthday to your little man! You are one amazing Mom...18 and dealing with all of that? You had things a whole lot more together than I ever did at that age. I had my kids in my 30s and barely lived to tell about the experience.
I have to tell you that I wasn't quite sure which of your blogs to check out. It actually took me a minute to realize that I wasn't looking at your blogroll, but rather the list of blogs you maintain. Holy moly! I think you hold the record for the most blogs I have ever seen for one person. :)
-Francesca
Happy Birthday!! You tried it without drugs??? Are you crazed?
I read about it some days ago in another blog and the main things that you mention here are very similar
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