My son, Jed, just turned 20 yesterday! How did that happen? I just turned 20, didn't I? And last time I looked he was turning 1! Then I blinked and now he's 20? Where did the time go?
Jed has always been my sunshine! I can't remember what I had for dinner yesterday, but the memory of his birth is as clear as a beautiful AZ spring day! My mom and both of my sisters were there with me. My sister, Shannon, was supposed to be my labor coach, and my sister Erica, who was 9 and very curious, was there for the show. Mom was there to keep Erica calm. Well, we got to the hospital at about 11 p.m. on the 22nd. Shannon walked the halls with me all night. Sounds pretty typical of a birth right? Oh, it gets better. On the morning of the 23rd, there we were, in my room, my mom and both sisters, the doctor and the nurse, and a bunch of medical students. The anesthesiologist came in and I asked through gritted teeth who he was. The doctor, trying to be funny, said "That's the guy that made this all possible!" To which I replied, "No, that son of a gun (using cleaner language than I did at that point) isn't here!"
As things really got going, I could hear several things happening all at once. Erica started yelling "It's a boy! It's a boy!" The doctor was saying, "You can't tell her that yet! It's just the head!" Shannon was standing up by my head with her hands over her face saying, "Breathe! Oh my gosh! Oh gross! Oh my gosh!" And my mom was wrestling with Erica, saying, "Move out of the way so that doctor can catch that baby!" Had I not been trying so hard to remember how to breathe and not to push, I would have found it quite hysterical!
Then the doctor put this squirming little bundle up on my belly and he lifted his head up, looked around at the room and then looked up at my face and smiled! Yep, he actually smiled at me! He came into this world with a smile, and has always brightened the world for me ever since!
LOL! Later, some friends and cousins came to visit me at the hospital. They came into the hospital room with a boom box playing "You Pushed It" by Salt and Peppa, doing a dance, that they called the "Missy dance" where they walked to the beat of the music, with their bellies stuck out in front, hands on their hips and waddling like ducks (or big pregnant girls)!
After I got out of the labor room, into a regular room, a student nurse came in to see me. I asked her when I could have him casterated. She looked at me, perplexed, and said "They don't do that." I insisted that they did, that I had talked it over with my doctor and that we both agreed that if I was going to have it done, I should do it right away, because it would be better for him to go through it now, rather than later down the line. The student nurse was visibly upset and insisted that they didn't castrate boys here. A nurse came in at that point and asked what the problem was. I told her that I wanted to have my son castrated and that this girl kept telling me that they didn't do that. The nurse choked back a laugh and said "Honey, do you mean circumcised?" To which I replied, "That's what I said! Isn't it?"
All in all, Jed's birth was a pleasant experience for me, but now it may be easier to understand why he is so crazy! LOL