July 10, 2013, my due date, came and went. I remember feeling so anxious to meet our little one that everyday past my due date felt like an eternity. My husband and I decided early on in my pregnancy that we would not find out the sex of our baby so we gave him/her the nick name of minnow and that we wanted to deliver minnow naturally as possible. With everyday coming and going and still no signs of labor I decided to take on the old wives tail of tricks. I tried the raspberry leaf tea, long walks, pineapple, kiwi, pressure points, bouncing on a medicine ball, stimulating my nipples and even sex! Nothing seemed to work and I was not about to try castor oil! I waited and waited to feel any signs of labor. I kept asking people, “how will I know?” Their response, “you will know!”
On July 17, 2013, one week past my due date, I went in for a scheduled monitoring session. After about an hour of monitoring and minnow showing no signs of movement on his/her own we lost the heart beat for about 3 to 4 minutes. It was the longest 3 to 4 minutes of my life! In a matter of minutes I was calling my husband to let him know that I would be needing a ride to the hospital and that he needed to get to the doctors office as quickly as possible! 20 minutes later he arrived and off we went.
When we arrived I was checked in and was escorted to a room. From there I was hooked up to all these monitoring machines for further monitoring on minnow. Every time I would move or have contractions, minnows heart rate would drop below 90 BPM. My doctor came to me and said that we were having this baby today. That inducing would not be an option because minnow wasn’t handling the little contractions I was having, he/she wouldn’t be able to handle full on labor and even if we did induce it would be a very long labor that would probably end up in a C Section. I was devastated. I broke down into tears. I started blaming myself and wanted to know why this was happening, after having a smooth pregnancy with no complications. Asking myself what I could have done differently. I was angry I wouldn’t be able to experience labor but I new I needed to do the right thing for minnow and I. My doctor reassured me that it had nothing to do with me it was just minnow letting us know that he/she was ready to come out. My doctor was very comforting and wanted the best for minnow and I.
So, into the OR I went. My husband was right beside me the whole time and at 4:39 p.m. I heard the most beautiful cry I had been waiting for the past 9 months. My husband turned to me and told me it was a boy. A beautiful, healthy 6 lbs 9 oz baby boy named Elliot Allen Main. He was perfect. And at that very moment my life changed for the better. All my doubts, blames, fears and anger flew out the window. I never thought I could love something so small and so innocent that much in a matter of minutes.
Being a mother is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Words can’t describe the love I have for my little guy. Everyday is better than the last and more rewarding than the past.