Monday, November 29, 2010

The Day I Became A Mother

On this day eight years ago I gave birth to my first child. I became a mother for the first time. I must say that it was one of the happiest days of my life. The others being the day I gave birth to my second and third children, and the day I wed my husband. I have many blessings in my life, but by far my family is my most cherished.  This morning as I was fixing Shelby's hair I explained this to her, that 9 years ago I was not a mom.  Just a wife!  Her response:  "That's creepy!"

Shelby was born in 2002 the day after thanksgiving, or black Friday as it is commonly referred. She was actually born ON her due date which is a very rare occasion. Thanksgiving was good. I ate more than my fair share of dinner. My sister in law made her famous SPICY mexican chicken casserole. I ate WAY too much. I was up a big part of the night thinking that I was just having indigestion from the casserole. I could drink water and get heart burn at this point. So, anyhow I was up doing e-mail playing on the internet (I hadn't discovered the wonderful world of blogging as of yet) and I started having a few mild contractions. I dismissed it later as gas pains.

My sister and I had big plans to go to wal-mart for the "Blitz" sale. They had a Christmas tree half price. Since I had thrown away my old ratty one the year before, it was VERY important to me that I get a tree for my soon to be baby girl. She must have a beautiful tree for her first Christmas. I was up around 4ish. I woke my sister up and we got ready for the adventure. I also woke hubby up because he had not been hunting all year because he was afraid he'd be in the stand when I went into labor. So, he got all his gear gathered up and headed to the woods as we headed to the battle grounds of wal-mart!

We were there about an hour before the sale actually started. We headed back to where they had the trees wrapped in black shrink wrap. We found our place and prepared for that moment when the shrink wrap was to be cut and we'd grab ours and proceed to the the check out counter. While we were waiting, we made friends with the folks around us. They helped us time contractions that started out at 10 minutes apart and quickly progressed to five minutes apart. Lots of the women there were concerned and told me that maybe I should go on to the hospital. I know that was just a ploy to get me away from the trees so they could have them all to themselves!!! Anyhow, when the time arrived they cut the shrink wrap from the trees and the nice people that were timing contractions with me turned into demons. There were people climbing on top of people and big Christmas tree boxes flying over my head. My sister helped me to get a box into our cart and we got outta there. That was the first and ONLY time that I have ever been stupid enough to go to a Friday after thanksgiving sale! We made it to the hospital. Hubby made it there, although when we called him he was hysterical. He came straight from the deer stand to the hospital. He was fully dressed in camo when he arrived by my side at the hospital.

Little did we know that we'd be there for a while. At 5:02pm our first little bundle of joy arrived after a long 10 hours of labor. It was worth every hour, every minute. I would do it again in a heartbeat for her. If someone is out there reading this that does not have children, you cannot understand the love that you can have for another human being. Children are the greatest gift that God can give us. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband and I always will. But, the love you have for your children is so different. I look at them and think to myself, WOW I helped to create this life. How in the world could I have had a hand in something so perfect!? (Then they wake up, but while it lasts, it's a good feeling)
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So, on this special day, I hope that my daughter Shelby has the bestest of birthdays!  You are special and always will be special to your family.  I love you to the top of the moon and back, sweet girl!

5 comments, add yours here:

Twisted Cinderella said...

Happy Birthday to your beautiful girl

Anonymous said...

Your daughter's comments reminded me of the time I took my oldest daughter out to lunch (just at McDonald's) when she was four or five. We sat near an unhappy looking woman and my daughter whispered to me, "I bet she's unhappy because she doesn't have a little girl to love".

Crazy Working Mom said...

The things they say are sometimes priceless. Other times, we wish we had duck tape, right?! *LOL* Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Working Mom said...

Thanks TC! I will pass on your birthday wishes.

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