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Excerpt from The Day My Baby Was Born
Easy Pregnancy and Easy Labor
My entire pregnancy was perfect, with no morning sickness or anything. Except for the round tummy and the twenty trips to the bathroom every hour, nobody would have known I was pregnant (unless they noticed all the Mexican food I ate every day for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.).
At my 38th-week checkup, my doctor told me I was a little more than 4 centimeters dilated and could have the baby any day. I was surprised because I wasn't having any contractions.
On my due date, December 2, I started having contractions whileChristmas shopping with my sister-in-law Amber. At first I thought the baby was just moving, but every ten minutes, I felt like someone was blowing up a balloon in my stomach, letting it get bigger, and then allowing it to deflate. We went home, and I started pacing. I knew it was too soon to call the doctor, and I didn't want to call my husband, Nathan, yet either. Amber kept timing me and walking with me every time I went into a different room. She was like a little puppy, timing me with her watchshe was so excited that she was with me. She and her husband were trying to start a family, and I think she was taking notes.
My contractions were getting fairly strong, and around 3:00 p.m., my water broke. I knew then that I should go to the hospital. Amber drove me while I called Nathan from the car. I was having really bad contractions by then, so Amber had to talk to him. She then called my mom, her mom, and her husband.
Amber was driving like a total nut. She was driving way too crazily while using her cell phone. I didn't say anything, though, because the pain was so bad that I wanted to get to the hospital quickly. When we got there, I was in so much pain that I couldn't even walk. Amber dropped me off inside the emergency room door and went to park the car. A nurse came over with a wheelchair and helped me sit down. On our way to the elevator, Nathan and Amber both came running in. Nathan had seen Amber parking the car and ran over thinking I was still in it.
I thought for sure I was going to have the baby while sitting in the wheelchair in the elevator, but thank God, we made it to a room. When the doctor on call checked me, I was already at 10 centimeters. After just ten minutes of pushing, our perfect baby boy was born at 3:32 p.m. He weighed 6 pounds, 1 ounce, and was 19 inches long.
Nathan was so proud. We had decided to name the baby after him if it was a boy. My husband was the first to hold our baby Nathan after they cleaned him up and did all the stuff they do. My husband told me how proud he was of me. I couldn't believe that labor and delivery had happened so fastand with no pain medication. I hope that when I'm pregnant again, it happens exactly the same way.