Saturday, November 29, 2008

Drama Queen


Drama Queen, aka Britt, aka Twitty, aks Princess, aka The first born. Who is she? She is my clone with her dad's crisma and spunk. She looks just like me but she has his eye color, his long legs and fingers. She was born June 17th, 1991 20 days late. Yep, that's right 20 days late. We knew she had a hole in her heart. When, I went in for a ultrasound at 5 months, the dr heard and saw irregular beat and blood flow. An echo showed she had the same defect as my brother, uncle and grandad. Passed down on my mom's side. My mom and I left in tears. I think she was more upset than I was. I had to be strong. I wanted my baby to be born safe and healthy. The specialist, said there was a chance it close up before birth or she would need surgery. I prayed. I prayed every night. I was put on bed rest after that. She needed to bake as long as needed. I had two other ultrasounds and echo after that. The hole was getting smaller and smaller. The doctor felt, as long as everything was ok, he was not going to induce until after 21 days. I was a first time mom and had irregular periods. From when, I knew I got pregant and ultrasound was 7 days off. But, I knew. The weekend before she was born, I had some spotting. Went to the hospital, I was not having any contractions and my cervic was clamp closed. I continued to spot all weekend. No contraction. Nothing. Nothing moving down below. Just closed up all tight. Well, Sunday night, I woke up in the worst pain ever. Took a shower. Contraction were there and I thought I was going to die. Went to the hospital. I was having contractions and barely a finger tip. They made me walk the halls, be checked again. Woo hoo I made it to 2. Let's do some more walking. I made it down to the chapel and prayed. Prayed for over an hour. My baby needed to be safe and healthy. When, I came back to be checked I was at a 4. The magic number. I was able to get some pain meds and sleep. It all went down hill from there.I stopped progressing, had to give poticin(sp). I made it to 7, when they came in to pop my water. Well, they were in for a surprise. It was green and brown. Now, they were concerned. They were not going to let her cry, they were going to whisk her away and make sure she had not sollowed any of the stuff. She didn't, thank God. When, I did finally get to 10, I pushed for over 2 hours, had to be cut from there to way down there, tore a muscle in my bum, and finally they used a vaccum on her head. Here was this cutest baby girl with tons of brown hair. 8lbs 2oz 22 inches long, Brittani Anne. The dr said if he had known she was that big, he would have done a c-section. Guess, my body isn't made for plump babies.Her apgar was not very good when she was born. She was gray in color. I do not remember what they were. After, about 3 hours later, I finally got to see my girl. We found out later, the hole in her heart had closed. Chest xrays were also clear. She was going to be ok. My little girl was going to be ok. I thanked God. He had answered my prayers.I thank God every day for this child. She is so free spirited, funny, her eyes twinkle when she smiles, she is smarty, too smart sometimes, she is beautiful, I am proud of her, she has brought joy to my life, she has been a rock for me and most of all she makes me enjoy life and smile every day.

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