My first pregnancy was a happy one. No morning sickness, no swellings, just happy! The day I gave birth was a different story. On December 2, 1993, I was admitted to the delivery room too late to have an epidural administered on me. Therefore, my delivery was "natural." 4 hours and 13 minutes later, a healthy baby boy was welcomed to the world. I had a hard time pushing him out, so the doctor had to use forceps to help him come out. This caused me to tear and I needed stitching afterwards. However, once he was in my arms, nothing mattered. My baby boy was here and very healthy! He even allowed me to sleep normal because he was such a good baby! Today he is a young man of 19 and doing very well in college!
My second pregnancy was a total opposite. I was crabby, sick, and hating! So much so, that I was put on bed rest because of my blood pressure and the swelling. However, my delivery was the easiest one! My water broke about 1:30 am. I told my hubby that it was time. We had everything ready and was admitted into the delivery room by 2:00am. The epidural was administered at around 5 am. At 6:29 am, my little one was born on February 27, 2011. After the high blood pressure, my age (I was 38), and the constant health scares, this baby boy was worth it! Today, he is a 2 year old toddler who is also very curious about his surroundings. He keeps me busy and I love him nonetheless!
These 2 boys are the reason why the "Mommy" title is so special to me. I love watching them grow up and learn and for the most part, re-learn in their world. Anyone had to re-visit fractions and Hemingway yet? Just a forewarning, it will happen soon as you hold the title of "Mommy".