lil V was born on December 7th, at 5:09 p.m. and it went a little something like this...
- hmmm...i think i have to get up and go to the bathroom. Shit...so hard to heave myself out of bed. (heave myself out of bed)
- hmmm...did i wet my pants a little while i was sleeping?
- okay, i peed. back to bed? no, am i still peeing?
- hmmm...is that pee or water? (back to bathroom)
- oh wait, if it was pee, it would be yellow (cue lightbulb above my head), it's first thing in the morning. my water broke.
- holy shit. my water broke.
- wake tim.
- should i shower? i'll ask the doctor...who is...not answering. shit. no shower. let's just go.
- well, that was a contraction.
- (calm drive)
- (calm checkin)
- (calm confirmation it is fact my water that broke)
- a bit of labor, some pain, a big needle in my back
- pushing for two hours with lots of pain
- "you can do this. you can do this. she's so close. i can see her. you're doing really good."
- fuck, my epidural was disconnected (new epidural boost). that explains a lot.
- panic
- doctor, "we need to use the vacuum"
- BABY!!!!!!! 9 lb baby girl! our baby girl
- tim brings me pictures and videos as I get stitched up and they check lil v out
- two hours later...
we hold her, our little girl - who is our love incarnate. and all we can say is, "we made her." i loved a boy and he loved me back but the sum of those parts was so much greater. there were no words. no poetry, no prose, no lyrics. just love. she is love and we.made.her.
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