It rained for his birthday. About this time in 2012, I was starting to feel gas pains and needed to get into the bath to ease them. Probably just some more false labor pains. I was in the middle of editing pictures from the DeCrescenzos photo session from earlier that day. And suddenly I needed to get on all fours and then into the bath. Well, I knew it was time - I could feel he was ready. We had let him know that weekend that he could come now that all my other jobs were done. The only thing left to finish getting ready was finish drying my laundry... that dang laundry. My husband diligently hurried about trying to get laundry and clothes together in a bag and as soon as I got in the bath, the hard labor pains really started. I called my doctor but she seemed annoyed at me for calling her. This was now about 11pm Sunday night, December 2nd 2012. She said oh the nurses will call me and let me know if I need to come in when you get to the hospital. I was trying to let her know this baby was coming, and fast... Well, before I knew it I was doubled over on our bed, and every time I moved or tried to get up another new contraction would start. It became unbearable, that point where you dont think you can make it anymore... Virginia was there by my side, rubbing my feet and legs, ready to stay the night and watch over our daughter while I went to the hospital (boy we sure have some funny memories from the following day dont we!). I told Leif I didnt think I was going to make it to the hospital. Somehow it was suddenly about 1 am, and Leif was practically lifting me by one arm to the door, a bag in hand, telling me we were going and that was that. Every step I took was hell. All I wanted to do was roll up in a ball on the bed and get that baby out. But somehow I made it to the car. It was pouring rain. Through the sheets of rain hitting our car, we sped off to Glendale Adventist hospital from Valencia. There was mostly just the sound of the rain, my husbands supportive voice here and there. But mostly just concentrating on channelling the contractions. There was nothing I could do to stop it now, my body was ushering Londons new body into existence in the real world. As we pulled into the garage of the hospital and my water broke, there was no mistaking my body was actually pushing this baby out. I told Leif hes coming out, and he ran out and ran to the elevator to get some nurses to help me out. This was Hollywood movie production material at its finest. Within a couple minutes, in a fog as another contraction waved over me, I could see Leif dashing back to the car with two nurses running with a wheelchair. London was literally almost coming out of me as I heaved my bloated body into the wheelchair and they ran me back upstairs and into a room and I got up on the bed... within about 10 minutes, London was out. Calling out to the world he let out a cry. He was placed on my chest and I held him dearly all wrapped up, feeling triumphant. Within about four hours, from start of contractions to birth, he was born at 2:05 am. But almost in the car. And then we were taken to another room, where we all slept. Only, I didnt. I just lay there elated, in love, in heaven with this little bundle. And ever since then, Ive only grown to love you more and more London. You have challenged my heart to love outside the capacity of what I thought it could love. And you have melted my heart to complete and utter goo at the same time. You are an incredibly amazing human being. Oh, how I love the sounds of rain outside...
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 06:24:39 +0000
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