Let me get one thing clear so there is no mistake, I LOVE MY KIDS, with that being said there are those times! All parents have them, you go from the days when you have your sweet little one and they are just the joys of your life and they could do no wrong, to who is this strange being living in my house and eating my food? Okay that may be an exaggeration but you understand what I am saying. I have two children, the absolute loves of my life, would not trade them for anything in the world. I say that now however there are those lovely teenage years where you would trade them in only to pick them up when they are 18 okay 22.
I am a mother through and through and the twenty years I have been a Mom have been the best years of my life, but lets start at the beginning. When I got pregnant with my oldest child I moved to Texas, don't ask me why, and that is where I spent the majority of my pregnancy and where I delivered. I was very fortunate in that I had a very easy pregnancy, I was able to keep working and stay very active with exercise and spending time with family during this time. I was working at TGI Friday's as a server and the manager would always put me and another pregnant server in the area right next to each other, this was employee entertainment. Envision two very pregnant women trying to maneuver around each other in a narrow space. She is 5'2" and I am 5'10" and finally we figured out the way to get by each other and not drop our food, you see she was short enough that our stomachs would fit like a puzzle piece, my stomach on top of hers, so we looked like a human S and then we would circle around clockwise and we would be able to continue serving without a incident. Eventually I was forced to go on maternity leave, don't get upset this was not a bad thing, according to the manager he was terrified I would go into labor at the restaurant. So I started my maternity leave on Saturday and by then my foster Mom had come out to be there for the birth and to help me out the first couple of weeks. The next day we had plans, because I was not due for a couple of days yet and there have been no signs of labor, since it was my birthday Mom decided we will go to Red Lobster, and since I was the birthday girl I could have anything I wanted ((smile)). Well needless to say we did not make it to Red Lobster for my birthday dinner, we were at the hospital, and yes ladies and gentlemen she was born on my birthday. My doctor was in shock because it was a rather quick affair for to be my first child, 9 hours. Well I thought this is easy, this whole labor and delivery thing. I just knew I had it made in the shade, by the second night home she was sleeping through the night, she was not a fussy baby, and when she was a toddler she really did not like going into the kitchen or the bathroom by herself, and yes believe it or not she basically potty trained herself because she wanted to be like Mommy. I was in parental nirvana! Don't worry I did pay for all this parental bliss because three years later I got pregnant with my second child. Like the first it was an easy pregnancy accept, I got pregnant in January so I got to carry her through the HOT, HUMID 700 degree summer, at least it felt that way, I had her in September, still hot and humid. But this time instead of the normal baby movements that we all enjoy, the little flutters here and there, this one was doing Tae Bo and chin ups with my ribs ((ouch)). So the night I went into labor, I should say morning, it was 4 am, I alerted my foster Mom so she could come an pick me up and get me to the hospital. So there we are about to have a baby, and I being the big, bold individual I thought myself to be had decided to go with natural childbirth, stop laughing. Then by the time the doctor comes and checks on the progress a couple of times, my labor activity STOPS, nothing, it was like it never happened. Since I decided to go natural, we had to try all the natural ways to start the labor back up again, I never walked and bounced so much in my life. When that did not work the doctor decided to go with the labor inducing drug, pitocin, well that really got things going and going. It is at that point I decided that natural child birth was not the way to go for me so I announced this to my doctor, she smiled at me ever so kindly and said "I'm sorry it is to late to give you something for the pain". I think a scream got caught in my throat because I swear I remember screaming, but my foster Mom said I didn't make a sound, hmmmm. Well we are finally at the point of delivery, it had been 14 long hard hours (payback) and she finally made her grand entrance into the world, she let out a hearty scream, as babies do, and went silent. This had all the nurses on high alert and ready to do all the life saving measures they have been trained to do and much to their surprise my darling baby had fallen to sleep. It is then I knew I was in for something very different with this one...... stay tuned for part 2
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