12/02/12
10 yrs ago today, I got up, got dressed, nervous, talked to Spen1 as he left for work to manage our business then spoke to my dad about his meal plans while I was gone (in 10yrs a lot can happen--for those of you that don't know, our business closed in 2003, my father died in 2005and my husband, Spen1 died in 2007). My mother picked me up and we left for Good Sam Hospital... pulled into the parking area reserved for expecting mothers going into deliver. I had to convince the lot attended that I was, in fact, going to give birth THAT day. Though I didn't look at all pregnant, I was. Moreover, I was uncomfortable and not leaving the hospital until someone took this child, who was clearly already in the process of perfecting his flip turns, out of me.... that was non negotiable.
I had an amnio to confirm that the lungs were fully developed. The doctor proclaimed that they were and while 3wks early it was safe to take him out. Good deal, cuz he WAS coming out, the flip turns were brutal!
I went into pre-op, Spen1 isn't there yet. They hook me up to monitors and determine that I was having BIG contractions....I felt NOTHING...well nothing except the flip turns! Spen1 isn't there yet.
I get an epidural....Spen1 isn't there yet. Delivery time scheduled for 1pm...Spen1 rushes in at 12:44! Gets scrubbed in puts on the mandatory green gown surgical cap and mask..and proceeds to CLOWN posing for pictures... my lower body was numb so I couldn't get up and choke him! Into the OR we go...my sister arrives just as we head out. 1:00 they make the incision. Ob/Surgeons do everything they can, but they can't get him out...they call for the head of High Risk Ob... he gets there ,scrubs in, while the 2 lil ob/surgeon docs pull from either side, he comes in and lifts the boy right out ...1:31pm then declares "that's a ten pound baby!" They wipe him off and present him to his daddy.... who declares "oh my God, he's beautiful!" Then he leans down so I can see...
I had an amnio to confirm that the lungs were fully developed. The doctor proclaimed that they were and while 3wks early it was safe to take him out. Good deal, cuz he WAS coming out, the flip turns were brutal!
I went into pre-op, Spen1 isn't there yet. They hook me up to monitors and determine that I was having BIG contractions....I felt NOTHING...well nothing except the flip turns! Spen1 isn't there yet.
I get an epidural....Spen1 isn't there yet. Delivery time scheduled for 1pm...Spen1 rushes in at 12:44! Gets scrubbed in puts on the mandatory green gown surgical cap and mask..and proceeds to CLOWN posing for pictures... my lower body was numb so I couldn't get up and choke him! Into the OR we go...my sister arrives just as we head out. 1:00 they make the incision. Ob/Surgeons do everything they can, but they can't get him out...they call for the head of High Risk Ob... he gets there ,scrubs in, while the 2 lil ob/surgeon docs pull from either side, he comes in and lifts the boy right out ...1:31pm then declares "that's a ten pound baby!" They wipe him off and present him to his daddy.... who declares "oh my God, he's beautiful!" Then he leans down so I can see...
THIS CHILD IS LILLY WHITE. What the heck???
I scream "he's white!"
Spen1 says "he's so beautiful".
I say "he's WHITE!"... he's not paying me any attention he now (and from that moment on) only had eyes for his son!
Then I smell something burning...and I kinda see some smoke... I finally ripped Spen1s attention from gazing into his sons eyes and asked
Then I smell something burning...and I kinda see some smoke... I finally ripped Spen1s attention from gazing into his sons eyes and asked
"am I on fire?"
He looks down and gasps "damn baby that's you!"
Now I am really pissed "you are going to let these people kill me! Go get my sister, NOW." Well, the medical professionals assure me I'm OK, the just had to cauterize and I was getting sewn up right now.
Back to recovery room. Uncle Albert had shown up with the girls Nikita and Camille...who were anxiously awaiting the arrival of there cousin.... He was given to my mother who, like Spen1 immediately became entranced... and Camille leans over her shoulder to look...at which point mini-me proclaims
Back to recovery room. Uncle Albert had shown up with the girls Nikita and Camille...who were anxiously awaiting the arrival of there cousin.... He was given to my mother who, like Spen1 immediately became entranced... and Camille leans over her shoulder to look...at which point mini-me proclaims
"he's cute....but why is he WHITE?"
My mom was pissed, he's not white (yes he was), he'll be just fine. Cheryl tried to make it better
"let's look at his ears, oh, hmmm they are white too!"
They put me in a private room with my little white baby (8lbs 5oz by the way, not 10) and my mom calls our pastors, Teresa Smith and Michael Langford, and I could hear them screaming in excitement thru the phone.... my mother thought I was distracted by a nurse so she whispers something about the baby being a little "pale" but beautiful....I believe prayers started then ---prayer works!
So, here I am today, 10 years later, having travelled a very rocky road, saying. Happy Birthday, Spencer Craig Boyd II! You are a mighty little man of God. You are blessed and highly favored. Your father owns the cattle on 1000 hills so never let it be that you have not because you've asked not. Ask and it shall be given. Knock and the door will open for you. Never let fear enter your life because there is nothing too hard for God and with God all things are possible. Always remember that God loves you and so does your mommy!
So, here I am today, 10 years later, having travelled a very rocky road, saying. Happy Birthday, Spencer Craig Boyd II! You are a mighty little man of God. You are blessed and highly favored. Your father owns the cattle on 1000 hills so never let it be that you have not because you've asked not. Ask and it shall be given. Knock and the door will open for you. Never let fear enter your life because there is nothing too hard for God and with God all things are possible. Always remember that God loves you and so does your mommy!
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