Happy Birthday to My Baby

It was September 29th, we were at Greg's college football game. My original due date was September 26th. 3 days overdue and I kept having to go to the bathroom, to what I thought was pee..... Then 3 days later, it was much more apparent that it wasn't urine. It was Tuesday night, Kevin was working his second job at Home Depot and I was at home at the apartment in St. Charles. I called him at work and told him I kept having to change my 'delicates' and he then told me to call the doctor 'just in case'. So I did, they told me I needed to come in to test for amniotic fluid. I called Kev back, told him to come home, we needed to go to the hospital. So when you are pregnant and watching TLC, The Baby Story and Bringing Baby Home, you expect everything to be perfect. To have your bags perfectly packed, to look around your home and think......this will be forever changed when we bring her home.... But no.....I didn't want to go to the hospital that night! I was soooo tired! So we went, checked in, they did the test, nurse came in and said, "Sorry hun, you're not going anywhere, you have a slow leak."

Damn, I thought. No sleep (for 10 more months since she was a terrible sleeper). So there we were about to become parents. Everything started at 9:30 that night. Kevin video taped the monitor measuring my contractions (that were incredibly intense and painful due to the pitocin to induce my labor) and Chloe's heart rate. I could have killed him with the damn camera! First time mommy, super woman that went though lamaze, insisted NO DRUGS! Kevin's mom was there, his sister, and youngest brother. I tried the damn exercise ball, that didn't last long. Chrissy brushed my hair as I sat in the rocking chair. When she stopped I rocked hard, pressing my head into the back of the hard wooden chair. By 1:30 am, the nurse came in and finally talked me into an epidural, I was in so much pain. After sobbing because I 'wasn't strong enough' I accepted the incredibly huge needle to puncture my spine. I thought Kevin was going to pass out. After a short while I was finally relieved from pain, all pain, my legs were numb. I then relaxed in bed with my mother-in-law by my side, in my very-medicated 'happy place' watching Rollie Pollie Ollie. By 9am it was time to start pushing. The nurse had to tell me when I was having a contraction and to push, because my legs were still numb.

32 minutes later Chloe was born, 7 pounds 7 ounces and 21 inches long. Bright ocean blue eyes and blonde hair. My PERFECT baby girl. Kevin cried, we kissed.... this was a PERFECT moment, everything it was suppose to be. So on this day, I reflect and cherish my family, my marriage and the privilege it is to be a mother. I love you Chlo Bug.