Time Travel Tuesday Memories (We're having a baby)
My Life as Annie sponsers Time Travel Tuesday so we can post about Memories her Topic this week is We're having a baby I guess I will do my first birth experience.
I was green most of my pregnancy while working at a bank doing customer service. Since they knew I was leaving they replaced me about halfway through my preganacy and moved me to be a receptionist where I answered the phone over 30 times an hour. I only had to run to"emergency" Dr. appointments twice once for round ligament pains that kept me from standing up fully most of the last 2 months and once for excruciating pain in my ribs I swear he had his feet braced on my ribs and was pushing out for dear life..
But I digress ...
The weekend R was due my sister and her family were in for a memorial day visit but to me it felt more like labor day. They were in the process of leaving Sun Aft and i went to the bathroom and I thought I think this must be my water breaking because this is not normal..But I was not sure and I was embarressed so i didn't tell my sister or hubby she left and Hubby was going to talk about his 2 years in Central America at a church meeting so I laid down and rested.
He came home I slept between uncomfortable feelings in my tummy hmmm... next Am I thought I should call Dr and they said get in here quick everyone scolded me for not coming as soon as my water broke. After all the humiliaing proceedures that I do not even think they do anymore all the shaving, enima, etc.. I kept contracting but no progress... he was posterior so they decided I could push him out or turn him. I got an epidural but nothing numbed except my legs totally and completely so for the 4 hours I pushed hubby had to hold up my legs my back was killing and after 4 hours of exhaustive pushing and 30 some hours of labor they used forceps to pull him out. I was horrified when I saw them .....
but when I saw him I cried he was here finally...1:31 AM Tuesday, he was so small(relatively speaking)...8lbs 13oz :) so cute and so strong he was looking around the room stretching his neck as soon as he came out, one eye was swollen but he had all ten fingers and toes and was sooo alert and listened intently when I spoke. He was jaundiced and I had a severe tear so we had to stay in the hospital for ^6 days I had to use that milking machine and cried as he was under the lights in the nursery I was weepy but got over that soon he was such a Happy smart baby and I could not get over the fact that he had been in my body and was so recently w/ Heavenly Father I knew this childcould teach me so much.
Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons! ************ "Joy is what happens when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are." **************
"A vigorous five-mile walk will do more good for an unhappy but otherwise healthy adult than all the medicine and psychology in the world." --Paul Dudley White
************ "Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired." - George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian
108 miles walking 7 yoga class 6 weight session 2 water aerobics class 15 mins arc 2 mile running Top Ten in YMCA Tour de Texas actually #5
May Workout stats
8 Yoga Classes 8weight sessions 82 miles walking 90 minutes on the new arc cardio machine
April Workout Stats
8 Yoga Classes 7 40 minute weight sessions 74 miles walking 5 miles biking 1 Zumba class
March work out Stats
49 miles walking 10 1 hour yoga classes 9 40 min weight sessions
February "Heart Month" Work out Stats
45 miles walking 5 yoga class 5weight session
January Workout stats
48miles walking 4 yoga classes 4weight sessions 5.5 miles cycling
December Workout Stats
36 miles 7 yoga classes 5 weight session
November Workout stats
56 miles walking 5 miles biking 4 yoga classes 4 weight sessions
October Workout Stats
68 miles walking 5 yoga class 5 weight session
September 2010 Workout Stats
80 miles Walking 6 yoga class 1 balletone class 6weight session 115min bike 15 miles 5 min elliptical
Poem: “Welcome to Holland” by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this… When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting. After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome To Holland”. “Holland?!?” you say, “What do you mean “Holland”??? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy” But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place. So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills…Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned”. And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away…because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss. But…if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things…about Holland.