May 18th, 2009
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In honor of Scout’s birthday I have decided that I will NOT embarrass him (and myself) and share a little about his actual BIRTH DAY.
So, here is part of the story of a crazy L&D nurse having a baby after 7 years of helping other women have babies...NOT ME!
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When it was becoming clear that I was going into labor, I did NOT think it would be a great idea to have a nice Mexican dinner. After all, I would be breastfeeding and who knows when I would be able to enjoy beans and spicy food again...
I realized that was NOT a huge mistake when my tiny newborn was squealing and then having major TOOTS just hours after he had his first meal of
Spicy Mexican colostrum!
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For years, I did NOT fantasize about how I would spend my time getting through
early labor. Yes, I was sure that I would labor in the bathtub. That would be so relaxing...
NOT! I got in the tub and didn’t even get through the first contraction before I literally jumped out of the bath water.
I did NOT spend the next couple of hours on my hands and knees, washing the kitchen floor.
No, it did NOT feel better than any bath that I could have imagined.
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Acting like my own nurse NEVER crossed my mind. I did NOT fill out my own admission assessment, put myself on the monitor, and give myself an IV bolus when my blood pressure bottomed out after my epidural.
And finally, I did NOT scream “GET. IT. OUT!” as my baby was crowning.
(no one told me it hurt really bad at the end!)
I did NOT freak out at that moment thinking that everyone at the nurse's station might have heard!
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Happy 12th Birthday Scout!
(Thanks for forgiving me for the salsa and refried beans!)
