10 years ago at this moment, I was enjoying some peace and quiet after just being bombarded with a room full of people I didn’t know. The phone rang. It was your father. He wanted to know how many jugs of milk I could pump out so he could take you for a visit. Funny how he didn’t care when you were in my tummy. All those people he brought up to the hospital didn’t even know about you Noodle, until the day you were born.
It was 6:00am on November 12th, 2004. It was a crisp, clear fall morning. 6:00 was pretty early considering I didn’t get a wink of sleep the night before. I was so excited to see you Noodle! I had been patiently waiting for nine whole months! The hospital staff escorted us up to a room. Grandma and Aunt Susan had come with me to see you come into the world. Your dad showed up a little bit later. At first they just put the IV in me and started giving me some fluids and pectocin. That is medicine that makes mama dilate faster. Makes the contractions harder and faster. Contractions are like cramps in your belly. It’s the uterus’s way of pushing you out into the world! It’s pretty amazing.
Mama had back labor with you. It felt like a sharp, hot knife, ripping through my back. So, since it was so painful I decided I was ready for my epidural. Well, by that time I was already dilated to 7cm, and at 10cm is when I would push you out. Since the epidural was given to me so late, it didn’t work. It couldn’t work it’s way up to where the pain was because you were so far down into the birth canal already. Boy was I ready to have you! They gave me extra pectocin when they gave me the epidural because epidurals can slow the labor down.
Before I knew it, it was time to push! One push! Two push! Three Push! There’s the noodle’s head! Four push! Noodle is here! You were put on my chest immediately. You cried, but that was a good thing. Then you started shaking a little bit too much, so they took you from me. They did a blood test to make sure you weren’t diabetic. To make sure your sugar level was ok, and it was. They cleaned you off, wrapped you up, and gave you to everyone in the room, and then back to me.
I was so in love with you. You were 7lbs. 5oz, and 20 inches long. Just perfect. Your APGAR scores were 9/10. Everything was perfect about you! 10 toes and 10 little fingers. We had to stay in the hospital that night and I believe we went home the next day or two after. The first day in our house was a little scary. I had never been alone and was feeling very sad. I wanted your father to be there with us.
You cried the whole first night we were home. It didn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t make you happy. Then I tried rocking you in the rocking chair and guess what? You fell right to sleep. That’s how we slept the first six weeks of your life. I had to go back to work when you were six weeks old, and you stayed with Aunt Susan during the day. Everyone I showed you to fell in love with you instantly.