Another child’s bday missed while I am out here on the trail. But like I said way back in March, sometimes we must miss things to do what we really want to do and that is okay. Society puts such stress on us to conform to what it thinks we should do and not what we know is right for us. We never let special days go unnoticed. They are always celebrated, just maybe early or late.
Since I elaborated on Patch’s bday it only seems fitting that I should give the same journal time to Stephen. He was an early bird also. I was about 37 weeks with Stephen and as huge as a house. I know every women feels this way but I really was. I am 5′ 3.5″ and I started out at 135 pounds. My last weight check was 192 pounds. All baby weight, huh. That’s my story and I am sticking to it. Thank goodness I delivered 3 weeks early. Or else they would have been calling in the whale rescuers to put me back out to sea.
I went in for a check up with my husband and Surprise, baby is coming. All during my pregnancy my biggest fear was not knowing when I needed to go to the hospital. My doctor kept telling me not to worry I’d know. Well, I didn’t. I didn’t know with Stephen and I didn’t know with Patch. He sent us over to EMMC and had me admitted. Once all settled in, My doctor who was actually on call checked on me and said with my first I would be several hours and he was leaving his shift so he wouldn’t be delivering. He said good-bye and left. A few short minutes later the nurse checked on me and ran out of the room and caught my doctor who had his coat on and was leaving. Wrong again. I delivered within 3 hours of being admitted.
At one point during the very short and intense delivery process I realized I was actually alone in the room. Everyone had left to go get something to eat. Nice. I must have shown some anxiety because I heard a voice that said, “it’s okay, just remember to breathe”. No, it wasn’t God, even though he thinks he is sometimes. It was my brother, Richard who I forgot was also in the room perched in a very inconspicuous and tasteful place filming the birth. It was so nice to have him there when I thought I was all alone. At that point he was kind of like God in a symbolic way. In life when you think you are all alone, you really aren’t. God is there. So Stephen, have a wonderful 21st birthday and even though I am not there physically with you know that my heart is.