Birth story

So when I was home laying around all day I had finally decide to get up. And I felt wetness dripping down. It wasn’t an exaggerated amount but like enough to know that yeah I felt it happening. no spillage on the floor or anything just on my clothes. My sister didn’t know it had happened until I decided to tell her. She told me I had to go to the hospital because my daughter Nova Lee was coming. And she was right. My boyfriend was running a bit late because he was hanging out with my sisters boyfriend and it was so hard to get into contact with him because he always has his phone dead... so they did the stress test I think it was, did some ultrasounds and yes it was confirmed my daughter was coming but very slowly. My boyfriend came with a bag out of like 4 that I had prepared so my sister dropped off the rest. He stood by me for hours. Having to cancel work. And they moved me to another room. They had to induce labor to speed up the process. And yeah little by little I felt the pain increase. At first the pain wasn’t that bad so I was laughing the whole time. But later on my step father came to visit and he stood there for a while asked me how I was holding up. Suddenly it was so much pain and then I was laughing one moment and crying the next. Laughing one moment and crying the next. Repeatedly... I put up with it for an hour and decided I couldn’t anymore so I got an epidural. Which my sister warned me about saying that it ruined her back. But lord when I got the epidural they told me to stay still at all times. While they kept pushing the needle in and out and in and out adjusting it because I kept telling them that they were butchering my back. And I was surprised that I wasn’t like twitching the whole time they did that. Because I had to correct them the whole time saying “it hurts here” or “it hurts there”every time they had to adjust the needle. I couldn’t hold those tears for once I felt like a guinea pig being experimented on at the same time I was feeling all those horrible contractions. Clearly during all this my step dad and boyfriend has to step out of the room so the procedure could happen and when they stepped back in my boyfriend was like “ I heard you yelling so bad” and I was like “no duh the internet is a liar it said it wasn’t going on that deep. Felt pretty deep in my back to me.” Then it took a while to stop the pain from being unbearable. I started getting sleepy and a nurse came in talking about when I give birth I’m going to feel the ring of fire when I push. I looked to my step dad and was like “ finding Nemo, bring out the ring of fire.. THE RING OF FIRE! Ah oh wa he ha oh oh oh”. We both didn’t take that part seriously because we were both thinking about the scene in finding Nemo and said it at the same time. Suddenly the night comes close to 1am and my step dad had to leave because he had work the next day. So my boyfriend just kept watching me saying that he’s worried. I had him go get me some chocolate glazed munchkins in the small Dunkin’ Donuts inside the hospital. And I remembered him saying that he saw an old friend of mines from high school also being in the hospital birthing center. And suddenly I fell asleep I woke up really early in the morning for some reason and a nurse came in saying she has to send my boyfriend to sleep because he was watching me sleep for hours. Even took a picture of me when I started falling asleep.

But after waking up around 5 or 6 in the morning I couldn’t fall asleep I felt wide awake. Soon enough my daughter came and I felt so exhausted. But so happy.

I teared up a bit 😢 when I first saw my daughter. And you know I was trying to get as much sleep as I can whenever she was full taking naps. I was focusing on my small family. My step dad came in and held my daughter. He was so happy. And soon enough he left and my uncle came with my grandfather they all adored her and my uncle was so close to crying because he thought she was so cute. They had to leave early because they weirdly only like to be out during morning time and head home before 12pm.. So then discharge day comes we all go home and my boyfriend tells me my old high school friends baby daughter passed away. It was that little adorable girl on the news that died from fentanyl I was so upset to see that had happened to her so I contacted my old friend. I said even though we don’t talk much now I give my condolences and if you need anything I’m right here. She said thank you love. And I heard about it more on the news and I realized my daughter was born on the same day and time that little girl passed away. A life went and another came at the same exact day and time.