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As I said yesterday, finding out that Hubby was being recalled and sent to Iraq was the biggest shock I’d ever faced in all my life. But recall or no, we had a baby to have, and on August 23rd, 2007 (6 day’s before Hubby’s birthday) that’s exactly what we did.
I went in for my normal check up just a week before I was due, feeling very large and ready for this baby to come. When the doctor came in he did his regular check-up and surprised the heck out of me when he said, “You’re having a baby today.”
I nearly shut down thinking for a second, Now?!?! I don’t feel any pain yet! How could I be having a baby now?!?!? Our bags haven’t been packed yet!
So we flew back home to get our bags packed really quick and then we flew back to the hospital. When we got there Travis began the long list of calls we said we’d make to everyone while I simply waited for the nurse to do her thing.
I knew right away that I didn’t like the nurse I had due to her rather harsh attitude. She got my patosin (did I spell that right???) set up, asked me a hundred questions, and called the anesthesiologist in to get my spinal tap in. The longer I spent with the woman the more stressed out I got. It seemed like no matter what I said and what I wanted done she would tell me that it didn’t matter what I wanted because things will not go the way I wanted it to. It was like she was telling me that she was going to do things her way no matter what and I couldn’t do anything about it. Not a good way to start a labor.
When the anesthesiologist finally came in I was grateful for another person in the room besides the nurse I had. I still wasn’t feeling any pain yet, but I knew I was getting close to it so I was ready for the drugs. I did NOT want to be in pain!
Unfortunately he messed up and instead of being completely numb from the waist down I was only numb on my right side and felt EVERYTHING on the left side. It was the worst pain I had ever felt in all my life! Because I was in so much pain anything else I had to deal with only stressed me out even more. The nurse started barking at me for crying and said, “You don’t need to cry! I had 3 babies and I never cried!” She even made me believe that I was hurting my baby if I didn’t do things her way.
Thankfully our friend was there and immediately took action by asking the nurse to leave and not come back. Thank goodness for her because I probably would’ve hurt the woman before I was done having this baby!
Thankfully it was a pretty short labor and within 8 hours from starting I was very ready to push. However, the doctor was taking is sweet ‘ole time to catch the baby, so I was told to stop pushing. What a horrible thing to ask of a woman!!! It’s a good thing the doctor arrived when he did because I was going to push this baby out whether he was there or not!
I do sort of wish he never showed on time, however, because he gave me an episiotomy (these medical terms are impossible to spell!!) and then vacuumed my daughter out without even asking me. I was absolutely horrified, and it caused more damage to my pelvis than I ever thought would happen.
Holding Ariela Kule’aonalani Eiklor in my arms for the first time was an amazing experience. Travis and I held our new baby together and cried. There was no need for words to be exchanged. We both knew that we were crying about the new life we had, but also because he would not be able to be with us for very much longer. It was so bitter sweet.
The rest of the hospital stay was very long and tiring, but when it came time for us to leave I didn’t feel ready. I left with a lot of anxiety and fear in my heart, wondering how we were going to raise this baby…how I was going to raise this baby on my own? Though my labor and delivery was a stressful one, having all those people around to help me with the baby was comforting to me. Knowing that I was going to have to care for her alone (even though my husband was there for now) absolutely frightened me.
Stay tuned tomorrow to find out about those first few weeks and the scare our little one gave us.
Related posts:
- 30 Days Down Memory Lane Day #15: Losing My Father-In-Law And Creating New Life
- 30 Days Down Memory Lane Day #16: A Recall From The Military
- 30 Days Down Memory Lane Day #2: Getting To Know Each Other Over The Phone
- 30 Days Down Memory Lane Day #6: Getting Engaged
- 30 Days Down Memory Lane Day #11: Our Blissful Wedding
