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Kalten's birth story, and a year later.
- Feb 19, 2008 at 11:46 AM
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2/19/07 3am
Good morning! The nurse says you're coming soon! We're just waiting for the doctor. It's not Dr. T because Dr. B was on call. The nurse doesn't want me to push cause she said you could come before he gets here. I can't wait to meet. you.
2/19/07 11pm
After a lot of hard work, you were born at exactly 4:00 this morning. For the first time, I'm writing to you while looking at you. Everyone is so excited that you are here. You and Daddy and I are very tired from our long day.
Yesterday I woke up at 6:00 am with contractions. They were not too strong and about 15 minutes apart. So Daddy and I went to church, and I kept track of them. After church, Daddy bought me egg drop soup and I sat on the couch watching TV and keeping track of contractions. They got stronger and closer together and when they were about four minutes apart regularly, I called Grandma. It was about 3pm. She was at Aunt Kym's house with her sisters. They were about to watch a movie. Grandma and Aunt Cindi came over to ride with us to the hospital. Daddy packed the car and Grandpa came up to say good luck and that he would come to the hospital later.
On the way to the hospital the contractions kept getting a little stronger and more regular. We followed a car that was going slow and it seemed to take forever. We finally got here and I wanted to walk in by myself. I did NOT want to ride in a wheelchair. The nurse, Carmen, was very nice. She took us to the labor/delivery room and had me change into a gown. Then she hooked us up to a monitor like the ones we used to have to do twice a week. We listened to your heart and watched the contractions go up up up. The nurse checked and I was hardly any different from the appointment on Friday. That was a little disappointing because it felt like the contractions were for nothing. They got worse and worse, but Carmen wasn't sure if they would want to admit me because there was no change. She checked again after a bit and there was just a little change. Then after she left the room, the contractions got a lot stronger and came faster. Carmen said they would definitely keep me. That meant you were coming soon! Grandma and Grandpa and Cindi had to leave at 8, and then it was just Daddy and me. We just stayed there and waited. Soon the contractions got so bad that I cried. Daddy and I walked up and down those halls, and I tried to relax my body and breathe through them but I was so tired, I just couldn't. It was a very hard time to get through, but it helped to think that soon I would be holding you and all of that pain would be so worth it. Eventually, Carmen gave me an IV and some medicine that took some of the pain away and made me fall asleep. The contractions kept waking me up, but they were easier to manage, and I fell right back to sleep after them. But soon they were too much for even that, and the new nurse, Erica, called Dr. P, who gave me an epidural to stop all the pain but still let me feel what was going on. I didn't like it. It's a really weird feeling. It felt like I was falling, even though I knew I was safe in bed. I think it was about midnight.
Then Daddy and I both went to sleep. The machine took my blood pressure every half hour and then beeped so I had to push the call button to get Erica back in there to shut it off. Sometimes she checked me to see how close you were. My water broke, but I was so tired I didn't care. One time when she checked me, she said "He is coming soon. I'm going to call Dr. B." Out doctor wouldn't be in until the morning. We woke Daddy up and I wrote you one last letter before you were born. Then we worked on pushing. At first, I couldn't feel my body telling me to push. Erica watched the monitor and told me when it was time. It was frustrating because it didn't seem to be doing any good. When Dr. B. came in, they took apart the bed and turned it into a delivery table while I was still on it.
Soon I could feel my belly tighten with each contraction and felt that I needed to push, and I trusted my body to tell me when instead of Erica. It wasn't long after that when I felt you coming, and exactly 4:00 in the morning, you were born.
2/21/07
When I saw you for the first time, I couldn't believe it. Erica laid you on my chest and you looked at me and stopped crying. We just laid there and looked at each other, and all that pain and waiting just didn't matter anymore. It was the most amazing moment of my life.
One minute I was pregnant and the next I was a new mom. I knew the moment was coming and I was anxious for it, but nothing could have prepared me for it. Daddy got to cut the cord that connected us. He wasn't going to do it but when the doctor asked, he said "yes!" He also gave you your first bath.
We stayed in that room for about an hour, then Erica helped me wash up and we picked everything up and moved to our room, #422. Erica said if I walked there myself she'd take out my IV so even though I felt lightheaded and probably shouldn't have, I walked by myself to our room. We wheeled you in your little clear crib and we settled in and tried to get some sleep. We had been up early the morning before, and most of the night! We got to order breakfast and they brought it up to our room. I took a shower and so did Daddy. The nurse that day was Diane. She took good care of us. That day is a little fuzzy. I think we did a lot of resting. Dr. M came to see you and told us that you are a healthy, perfect baby. That evening, you had a lot of visitors. My cousin Nick had come up with Aimee and Wyatt earlier, and then Grandma & Grandpa M, Scott, Mary, Audree, Grandma S, Debbie, Cindi, Camae, and Chyler came. There were a lot of people there, and you pretty much slept through it. Then after they all left, you woke up and it looked like you were going to be up all night. The nurse, Donna, came to get you to weigh you again and take your picture for the website and baby board. I slept until she brought you back to eat.
The next day we brought you home. The nurses helped us set up your car seat and get ready to go. You wore the skull outfit I made you. It was pretty big on you, but you looked cute. It was really strange not carrying you in my belly. When I pushed on the place you used to be, it was just soft and felt empty.
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2/18/08
My little man,
Tomorrow is the day you turn one year old. I am thinking about this past year and how it went so fast, but at the same time it feels like you've been a part of my life forever.
You have come so far in this one year. You went from a helpless newborn to a strong, independent, intelligent, cheerful, hilarious little man!
I have a lot of different feelings right now. I am sad that your first year is ending and that I can't keep you a baby. I am proud that you are so smart and can talk and sign and walk so well and know shapes and what a pig says. I am excited for the future and seeing more of your personality emerge. I am scared that as you grow up, you will not need me as much and I won't be your favorite person anymore.. Mostly, though, I am happy. I am happy you are healthy, happy, and strong. You are growing, learning, understanding, changing. You are a wonderful person and I am so glad I get to be a part of your life. No matter how old you get or what choices you make or where you go, I will always love you, and you will always be my baby.
Loving you my little big guy,
Momma
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I am crying here! My little/big boy is 6 now, I can remember the day he was born like it was yesterday! I wanted him to stay little too. They grow up way too fast!!!!
Cherish each and every moment he is this little.
He is still my little boy, but I can not pick him up and snuggle him like I could when he was little. He still loves to snuggle some though.
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