15 years ago today, I was in labor with my first child. I woke up on the 9th knowing I had an appointment with my doctor and that I had a really bad stomach ache. Looking at the photo above, which was taken at my office baby shower almost a month before Annie was born, you can see why my stomach might have hurt. I am 5’3″ and I weighed more than 180 pounds, a lot of me hurt.
I told Mitch that I thought I was in labor and we should go and he said, “Can I meet you there, I’m really tired.” Sure, now he says he was joking but he didn’t sound like he was joking at the time. We went to the hospital but it wasn’t time yet so we took the dog to my parents’ house, went home got some stuff and went back to the hospital. The day progressed and I found out that labor hurts like a mo fo. I was hooked up to monitors for me and the baby. I could watch on the digital display as a contraction came on and I was scared of that little digital read out. “oh no, another one’s coming!” Seriously, labor contractions really hurt.
Then I thought of those three magic words: Epi Dur Al!!! I had a very long needle stuck into my spine and couldn’t feel anything below my hips, couldn’t feel my legs at all and blessedly, I couldn’t feel my contractions any more. I also started vomiting, slept, got a little delirious and the baby’s heart kept stopping. After the second baby heart stoppage, the doctor came in and said, “we have to go get this baby right now.” I told Mitch to call my mother. He did that and put on scrubs and 11 minutes later Annie was born! July 9, 1997 around 10 p.m.
Annie weighed 8.98 pounds, her given name is Anna, she was born on 7-9-97, she was palindromic.
She also aspirated meconium (look it up) and couldn’t breath very well so she spent our five days in the hospital in the Neonatal Intensive Care. That was embarrassing. I would get wheeled down to the NICU past parents who couldn’t even touch their tiny preemie babies to see my giant almost-9-pound baby Huey. Hahahaha.
Annie was a wonderful baby. She slept through the night at 11 weeks and woke up smiling and happy every morning. She was the Sunshine baby.
Happy Birthday Dear Annie, Happy Birthday to You!
I am so proud of my girl. She is brave and funny and smart and kind. Mitch and I did good. Now I’m crying.
In other news, I weighed myself this morning. The baby weight is almost gone, they say that last 10 pounds is the toughest.