It's funny how when you're pregnant for nearly ten months, you still don't actually realize that when the pregnancy is all over and done, you'll have a very tiny little person to care for.
It's not what I would call dramatic, my water broke around 9:00 pm on Saturday the 26th of August. My sister and I played a dice game and then went to Barnes and Noble.... nothing too exciting, it was pretty relaxed, and No, I didn't even realize that I was about to be a mother. I suppose subconsciously I knew a baby was coming, but it certainly wasn't in the forefront. Contractions started around 11pm. Shit, if this was what latent labor is like - there is NO WAY! So, we get out of bed. Walking around was a blur, but puking, I remember puking. Seth thinks it's time to call the midwife, but why? I mean, in the class we took and from everything I've heard, this is supposed to be latent, not the "holy crap we're about to have a baby" part. But, he calls anyway. She (the midwife) comes over around 2 am, and while we're certainly not at the here comes the baby part, we are well on our way. An hour passes, Seth hold's me up though crazy, kick you in the butt, contractions and then I crawl around on the floor. The floor that, I am now thinking, I knew I should have vacuumed that morning. Lupin seems upset, he peers around the corner and timidly comes closer to me, purrs, then probably gets smacked - by me of course because while I love him, he still just a furry hairball that pooped on my bed once. Erin offers me scrambled eggs. EGGS?!? What, are you kidding? (I'm pretty sure there was a little profanity at that point) But really, eggs and crazy contractions just don't seem to go hand in hand. 3:30 or 4 am I get in the birth tub hoping for the relief that I've heard so many women talk about. (Still not realizing I'm about to be a mother) The tub was warm and I felt weightless... some comfort, finally! Oh, just kidding, then by body went into overdrive and it was time for our dear daughter to make her entrance. Wow, that is one experience I will never forget! In between the most pain I've ever felt but also the most peace, someone makes me eat a popsicle. Not just any popsicle though - a green popsicle. This, I refuse at all costs because while I may not be thinking straight at the moment, I don't eat green candy or green popsicles (except the occasional green peanut butter M&M because it reminds me of being a kid and always hoping my big sister would share one with me - her candy always tasted better than mine) especially now, so they offer me an orange one instead... haha, not much better - oh well!
After 45 minutes... a soft pink body, dark ocean eyes and so much black hair, "hi punkin" a tear rolls off my nose, Seth is beside me arms around both of us (his back hurting from leaning over the tub) but she's here. The little girl my sister saw in her dreams before she even knew I was pregnant. The little girl that until this second, I didn't even realize was real. A baby is born. A father is born. Begin a new chapter. The Life of a Mama.
It's not what I would call dramatic, my water broke around 9:00 pm on Saturday the 26th of August. My sister and I played a dice game and then went to Barnes and Noble.... nothing too exciting, it was pretty relaxed, and No, I didn't even realize that I was about to be a mother. I suppose subconsciously I knew a baby was coming, but it certainly wasn't in the forefront. Contractions started around 11pm. Shit, if this was what latent labor is like - there is NO WAY! So, we get out of bed. Walking around was a blur, but puking, I remember puking. Seth thinks it's time to call the midwife, but why? I mean, in the class we took and from everything I've heard, this is supposed to be latent, not the "holy crap we're about to have a baby" part. But, he calls anyway. She (the midwife) comes over around 2 am, and while we're certainly not at the here comes the baby part, we are well on our way. An hour passes, Seth hold's me up though crazy, kick you in the butt, contractions and then I crawl around on the floor. The floor that, I am now thinking, I knew I should have vacuumed that morning. Lupin seems upset, he peers around the corner and timidly comes closer to me, purrs, then probably gets smacked - by me of course because while I love him, he still just a furry hairball that pooped on my bed once. Erin offers me scrambled eggs. EGGS?!? What, are you kidding? (I'm pretty sure there was a little profanity at that point) But really, eggs and crazy contractions just don't seem to go hand in hand. 3:30 or 4 am I get in the birth tub hoping for the relief that I've heard so many women talk about. (Still not realizing I'm about to be a mother) The tub was warm and I felt weightless... some comfort, finally! Oh, just kidding, then by body went into overdrive and it was time for our dear daughter to make her entrance. Wow, that is one experience I will never forget! In between the most pain I've ever felt but also the most peace, someone makes me eat a popsicle. Not just any popsicle though - a green popsicle. This, I refuse at all costs because while I may not be thinking straight at the moment, I don't eat green candy or green popsicles (except the occasional green peanut butter M&M because it reminds me of being a kid and always hoping my big sister would share one with me - her candy always tasted better than mine) especially now, so they offer me an orange one instead... haha, not much better - oh well!
After 45 minutes... a soft pink body, dark ocean eyes and so much black hair, "hi punkin" a tear rolls off my nose, Seth is beside me arms around both of us (his back hurting from leaning over the tub) but she's here. The little girl my sister saw in her dreams before she even knew I was pregnant. The little girl that until this second, I didn't even realize was real. A baby is born. A father is born. Begin a new chapter. The Life of a Mama.
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