Where was I, yes...Epidural in place, cell phone in hand and a room full of family while husband and mother took a breather and prepped for the "big push," we had reached the final hurtle...delivery. Lets do this! Just as soon as I could stop shaking. "Why are you shaking so bad- what are you afraid of?" asked the midwife. "Um I don't know...Maybe that when this is over, there will be another human being here and I will be his mommy" was my reply. Duhhh
11:00pm- Cell phone off, family out of room and husband and mother each holding a leg, the work began. Umm, "I can't feel my parts. Is it working?" Sort of, at this point I asked for them to turn down the drugs so I could feel what I was doing. Over the next hour it went: hold breath and count to ten and imagine pushing a grapefruit through a keyhole (ok, last part was in my head). I didn't feel too much for most of the time but the epidural was started to wear off and I was able to get a taste of the hell I would have gone through sans epidural. At this point, I'm feelin it! "Push the button, I need more drugs!" People, don't ever let your crazy die hard mother hold the drug button. "Matt tell that bitch to push the G#D D#$&;N BUTTON!!" (sorry mommy). To which the answer was "Sorry babe, you only get 1 click every 10 minutes and he's almost here." Those damn clicks don't last very long and next time I'm holding the button!
"Would you like a mirror to see him come out Mrs. Hutchison?" "NOOOO, Just Pull him out!!" "Oh God, please just get him out!"
December13, 2011...Tuesday (Finally)
12:05am- And then the pressure ceased, time stood still and laid on my belly was the most incredible, amazing, perfect (I could keep going) thing I have ever seen or felt in my entire life...my baby boy. Uhhmm (correction) Our baby boy.
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