a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Saturday, October 29, 2011

And I Begat Maria...

and she begat Andrew and Zander.
Today Maria is one year older with two fine sons. 
 And now the tale of her birth.

My second pregnancy was no easier than the first, sick for five months, twenty-four/seven.  I got so tired of being pregnant I would crawl on my husband's lap and let him hold the baby for awhile.

One week before Maria's birth, I began labor...the real thing, but for some reason I stopped.  Did the hospital run and every thing, felt like an idiot when four hours later they sent me home.  I was informed of an appointment and said, Nope, wasn't coming back until I had the baby.  They laughed.

Back was hurting, so I mopped floors, did dishes, started laundry, took a shower and then decided I needed to wake the driver.  By the time he was awake, I had waited so long, Hubby had to put my shoes on for me.

We are forty-five minutes from the hospital.  We are flying! Didn't even have time to take the first child down the road to Mom, she met us at the highway.

We walked into the clinic and the lady laughed and said, I see you're here for your appointment.  I said, No, Ma'am, told you I wouldn't be back until this baby was coming and I'm here to have it.  They didn't believe me.

Doc says, don't make me miss my cake...they were celebrating his birthday, I think.  I laid in my room and kept waiting...I got on the intercom and said, Ladies, I think we better do something.  I'm not even prepped and this baby is coming out. 

The ladies came in laughing, looked and said, OMG, call the doctor.  Needless to say, he missed the party but they saved him some cake.

Totally natural child birth, no pain killers, no gas, nothing.  Hubby was with me.  The doctor was joking about going into business together...us the breeders, he the deliverer and then we sell the baby. 

Less than an hour after we reached the clinic, Maria was born.  Nine pounds and eight ounces!  I begged Doc to let me walk out of the delivery room.  I said, Come on, let's really shock them.  He wouldn't go for it...but he did let Maria and me go home that day.  Things sure were different in the seventies.

Today, I say, Happy Birthday, Maria.  I love you, I'm proud of you and you will always be my baby girl!!

16 comments:

Debi@7Gates said...

Happy Birthday to Maria - she was almost a Halloween baby. They will always be our babies no matter their age.

Jo said...

Happy birthday Maria. (((hugs))) Jo

Dreaming said...

What a fun story - probably not so at the time!
Happy Birthday, Maria! Blessings to you and your family.

Linda in New Mexico said...

Oh I just love begatting stories. This one is so similar to my own daughter's birth. So Happy Birthday Maria. Happy Birthing Day, Gail. Good weekend to your whole family, Linda

the canned quilter said...

Happy Birthday Maria : )

Nezzy said...

Happy Birthday dear Maria. You arrived into this world much the same as my second.

I was at a ballgame lettin' Hubs finish the game. I'd sat in the car in labor for almost too long. I was only in labor two hours and the hospital was a little over an hour away. Needless to say...we broke some speed limits!!!

Social Butterfly made it into the word before the Dr. made it to the hospital!!! Heeeheehhe!

God bless and have a great day celebratin' your lovely girl!!! :o)

Sue said...

I had my daughter in 1978, and it was a great day. Natural, as so many of us did back then.

It was painful. And exhilarating.

So worth it.

=)

PS. Happy birthday to your girl! And to you.

DesertHen said...

Sending very Happy Birthday wishes to Maria! Great story!

Mama Zen said...

Happy Birthday, Maria!

The Golden Eagle said...

Happy Birthday to Maria!

Buttons said...

Happy birthday Maria.
B

Farm Girl said...

Very nice birth story. Happy birthday to your daughter. It was different then wasn't it?
I hope you all have a wonderful day.

Far Side of Fifty said...

Happy Birthday to your Maria..great birth story:)

Nora said...

What a birthing story, Gail. You sure got there just in time. And it's funny, but I always think of Andrew as your son. Happy Birthday, Maria.

TechnoBabe said...

You are so right that things were different back then. My first was born in 1965 and like you I was told to go to the hospital and when I got there I was given something and told that when I woke up later I would have the baby with me. I awoke in the morning still pregnant and they sent me home. A week later it was the real thing. And natural birth too.
I hope your Maria has a lovely birthday. She has some amazing sons.

SaucyKod said...

Happy Birthday (belated) Maria. What a great story Gail - my Sister had her first baby at the traffic circle, with traffic backed up and a police officer directing the traffic, delivered the baby - lot going on in the traffic circle that day. Horns tooted the arrival of the baby as Mum n child whisked away by ambulance. I love these stories.

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