Several years ago. About 2 years and eight months ago I texted my best friend to tell her that I was pregnant. I remember I was sitting in a training. It was the fourth time I had told her I was pregnant since Victoria was born. I was scared and I knew she was scared for me. I gave her my due date as around mid August and she said well that would be cool if he came on my birthday. I laughed and said not likely because my other two kids were born ten days and a week early. I went to the doctor and was given the due date of August 17th. August 17th came and went. I was huge it was triple digits. I went to a good friends good bye party on my due date and did dance dance in the hopes of making this little guy show up. He didn't. August 20th came and I had a doctor's appointment. My doctor asked if I wanted to induce. I didn't really but this same friend had tickets to fly in. I wanted her to me the little guy. We set up an induction at 7 am on the 21st. Lee took the kids to my parents for the night and I had contractions. Lee got in the shower and I timed the contractions they were all over the place but Lee insisted we go in. I went in. Still at a four which I had been for nearly two weeks. They suggested I walk around come back in sixty minutes I couldn't walk for more then 30 minutes. When they came back in they found out I was a seven. My only thought was I better be able to get the drugs. I was. :) I slept through most of the labor. I was so tired. Andrew was born at nearly four in the morning and after being up for nearly 24 hours I couldn't keep my eyes open to push. He was the most calm chill baby ever. Right from the get go. He cried for about five seconds after being born and then all eight pounds and three ounces of him just chilled out. I remember asking him what took so long for him to get here. He didn't respond. :)
L:ong story short I came across something that made we want to add back to this. Not sure why but hwere we go. Life is constantly chaning and I feel so mnuch surround bu death lately. Not diredctly although I fee like that is coming but more just heartbreak for so many around me. Yesterday Victoria quailfied for state. It was an answer to a prayer. I prayed she would qualify and felt strongly she would. As we left her away at the meet she was certain as were we that she hadn't qualified and then the clouds parted and she will be able to run. She told me she prayed that she would have a good last high school race. and her last race was not grea. There were tears. And rears when she called me to tell me she qualified. So rad trip to ther side of teh state next weekend Wednesday Jake is going through the temple. So many mixed feelings for so many reasons. I shouldn't expect people to show up but sometimes it is just so hard when my mom is the only "church...
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