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As I sit here today, my thoughts go back to 9 years ago... It's hard to believe my first born is nine... Where did the time go?...
He wasn't due until the 31st, but the morning of the 26th I began having stomach cramps. I didn't put "two and two together" at first, and it wasn't until I was on my way to work (my husband and I owned a business together at the time) that it dawned on me that these "cramps" were coming and going frequently. I began timing them at regular intervals of five minutes. My husband and I kept track all day... they continued on and off until noon, and after that, they were sporatic. My hopes fell as the contractions grew further apart.
Later that night after supper, they began again. My husband suggested a walk. I barely made it around the block before the pain was strong enough it made it hard to walk. I called my mom and she picked up my step-son (almost 8 at the time). I continued to labor until eleven that night. Never having done this before, and not knowing what to expect, I wanted to go in for a "courtesy check" and see what I was dialated to. (Funny how I worried the baby might "fall out"... oh don't we women wish!)
We hadn't pre-registered (a suggestion that I'd made to my husband but he saw "no need"), and the lady there was new (and frustrated) so it took 30 minutes (No need, huh?). Meanwhile, I sat in the waiting room breathing infront of passers-by (the beginning of "loosing your modesty in labor" stage...) I have to chuckle now, thinking back to my "ever-so-cool" husband. Since he'd already had a child, he remained calm about everything. It wasn't until the lady asked my birthdate, that I realized my husband was actually excited, nervous, and just plain... flustered. What did he do? He gave the lady his ex-wife's birthdate (mind you.. we'd known each other for almost three years... and he DID know my birthday!). How did I respond? "WRONG WIFE, MIKE..."
I finally made it into the delivery room (small town, so it's all in one place) and found out that I was dialated to a "4". The nurse began hooking me up, and my husband looked at the clock. It was just before midnight, so he said not to do anything until after midnight. (We'd been told that anything before midnight still counts as a "day", so he didn't want me to loose a day in the hospital over a few minutes.) I'll never forget the look on the nurse's face. She could hardly believe they let this "chauvinist pig"! Just to make sure, she turned to me and asked if I agreed. Of course, I did. I made it another 15 minutes and strangers began coming into my room, changing my clothes and monitors, and poking and proding (did I mention how your forced to loose any modesty you had while in labor?).
My husband and I had never went to any birthing class, so when it was finally time to push and the nurse asked if I knew how to breathe, I panicked inside. She was very reassuring and helped every step of the way. When I got distracted, my husband "pulled me back" with a magical sentence looking into my eyes... "We're going to have a little baby..." It still brings tears to my eyes, as he's said it to me with every child we've since brought into the world. "I see black hair!" I heard the doctor exclaim, and with renewed strength, I pushed out God's blessing.
The feeling of releasing that moving body from within, is an amazing thing. One moment it's there, and then... the life you've carried for so long is gone... "You have a boy!" Tears of joy and elation. And then... time stops. The world continues to turn, and people continue to sleep, eat, and mundanely live... nothing has changed for them, but the lives of two people are forever altered. A new life has entered the world. There have been no trumpets sounding, yet something magical happens as a miracle enters the world. If you soak in the moment... time stops, as it never will again.
Amy Verlennich is the "bride" to her best friend, Michael, and homeschool mom to six precious blessings. If you ask her, she would tell you her interests include; "writing, I think I'd really love to sew, and I'm sure I'd be a great maid (if the pay was good). Other than that, I'm 'just' a mom who starts every day over (after messing SOMEthing up the day before), knowing God's grace is overflowing (just like my laundry), and I'm so thankful He's blessed me more than I'll ever deserve." Michael and Amy make their home in Staples, Minnesota.
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