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Tasha's
Story
I hated being pregnant but I loved giving birth. For the first six months,
I was vomiting all day, every day. Before I started gaining weight, I was
20 pounds below my pre-pregnancy weight. However, in the last 3 months, I
gained 50 pounds very fast. I have horrible stretch marks to show for it.
I had a really hard time breathing because my stomach was so big and it felt
like my baby was in my ribs.
One week before I gave birth, I went in for my 38 week checkup. The doctor
ordered a sonogram because it looked like my baby still hadn't dropped.
There were a couple of major shocks for us determined by that sonogram.
First of all, my baby was completely breech. That was the baby's head that
had been squishing the air out of my lungs. The estimated fetal weight at
that time was 9 lbs. 12 oz. No wonder I felt like I was carrying a bowling
ball. The doctor said that there was no way he was going to let me try to
have this baby naturally. So, he ordered a ceserean section.
Exactly one week later, I was laying on the operating table after very
painfully being injected with a spinal block so that I was numb but still
awake. My husband was right beside me holding my hand, watching the whole
thing. All I felt was pushing and tugging, a little jam here and there.
Then I heard it, "Whaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
"Here's your little girl," my doctor said. All I saw was the top of her
head. Dark curly locks like her father's. I was so overwhelmed I started
crying. Later, I realized just how powerful love at first sight can be.
It was so hard for me to lay on the table as they sewed me up when I could
here my daughter screaming on the other side of the room. I kept telling
her from across the room that it was all okay. Her daddy had gone with her
as they did their tests. But, I still hadn't seen her face.
What seemed like an hour later, the doctor walked around the curtain with my
daughter in his arms. My heart sank. How could I have had such a beautiful
creature inside me for nine months and been so miserable? In that one
second, it was all worth it. I knew right away that I would do it all one
thousand times over if the end result was always so beautiful.
Chloe Alanna Wells was born on March 2, 2000, weighing in at a huge 9 lbs.
14 oz. Her hair is now straight and strawberry blonde. She has her
father's gorgeous blue eyes and the rest I claim to look like me. My
daughter is definitely the most wonderful addition to this world. My
husband and I are currently planning on another in the not so distant
future.
I would never wish pregnancy on anyone but I wouldn't hesitate to will
someone a child. |
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