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Happy Birthday Pookah

Today is the 6th anniversary of the day I became a mom!

6 years ago, on Thanksgiving Day, I was laying in the hospital bed, HUGELY pregnant looking at my midwife skeptically as she told me that they were going to start Pitocin.

Being a Labor and Delivery nurse, I had noticed 3 things:

  1. The strip was flat
  2. I wasn’t dilating
  3. Despite being ruptured almost 24 hours, there were no REAL contractions

I knew it wasn’t going to work. I mentally prepared myself for a c section and was a little pissed that I would be missing Thanksgiving dinner, including that good pound cake that I had made the day before.

Then, at around 1 in the afternoon, I remember telling my mother and Cdub that if Pookah’s heart rate dropped again, I would be rushing back for a c section. I prepared them. And five minutes later,as I was rushed down the hallway for an emergency c section, my family wasn’t really worried.

Strangely I wasn’t either.

It wasn’t until I heard his cry that I started crying and couldn’t stop.

I remember the baby nurse Melissa bringing him over to me and he looked so chunky and MAD! LOL

And afterwards, when he was finally in my arms I could only think: there he is.

Today is the 6th anniversary of the day I became a mom!

He was so beautiful, so precious and so CUTE!

That dimple!

I was so in love.

Now, 6 years later, here it is, Thanksgiving Day again and my little precious is now SIX years old.

Time flies, But I still remember every minute detail of that day.

I still remember how heavy he felt when I held him for the first time.

I remember my mother’s face when she saw him.

I remember CDub’s look of pride.

I remember my brother being nervous when I couldn’t stop shaking.

I remember my friend Mickie( who was my nurse) doping me up with all the good drugs. SO good that I didn’t feel any pain the entire time I was in the hospital( side eye).

I remember my Dad telling me that his prediction had come true: he had dreamed a year before that I would have a curly headed son.

I hope I always remember all of the details.

Because it was the best day of my life.

And the beginning of yours.

Happy Birthday My Precious Pookah Bear Baby.

Happy Birthday.

Happy 6th Birthday Pookah

 

 

 

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