Submitted by ChildFun Mama Blondie
Me and my dh had been trying to get pregnant with our first child(my second) for six months. I knew within 5 days of the actual conception that I was pregnant but my dh was not that sure.
I was nauseous every time I ate something and I normally have a pretty stable stomach. When I went for a dr.’s appointment, they confirmed that I was indeed pregnant.
I had 24 hour sickness for the first trimester then it all settled down.
Due to the job I had which required me to stand for 8 hours a day, I had to quit. I had had a portion of my cervix removed years back and they were afraid that because I was gaining so much wait that the strain of standing may eventually cause the cervix to open allowing the baby to come sooner than we wanted it to.
Everything went smooth up until about the last month. First I wound up getting toxemia and was put on bed rest. Secondly, me and dh were at odds as to the name for the baby if it was a boy. I was so stressed out that I became hysterical one night (not used to being stuck in the bed;was getting to me). That night I went to bed and had a dream. In that dream I dreamt that the baby was talking to me. I looked down and my huge belly and it was transparent. I could see the baby and all. The baby told me not to worry. The baby opened it’s legs to reveal to me that it was a boy. I awoke the next morning with a peace that I have never felt before.
I told everyone of the dream and that the baby was going to be a boy. I was met with much skepticism. No one could change my mind. I felt as though I knew the truth.
My due date came and went. I woke on the morning of my doctor appointment bleeding and cramping as though it was my period. I called the doctors and they said to come right in because of me being a week late, there might be problems with the baby. I got in the car with my then 9 year old son and headed to the Dr.’s office. Halfway there I have a real sharp pain. I looked up at the clock in the car to see how much longer it would be before we were there. Not much longer I felt another pain. When I looked at the clock again I realized that I was having contractions and that they were 7 minutes apart. When I got to the office they sent me straight to the hospital.
When the doctor checked, I was not dilated any so they had we walk the halls. After about an hour of that, I could not stand any longer. The contractions were down to 2 minutes apart but I was only about 1/2 inch dilated. The doctor decided to break my water to see if that might speed things up. About 15 minutes later the contractions were right on top of another. I asked the doctor to please allow me to have an epidural. He decided that I could have one and walked out the door with the nurse to get the anesthesiologist. He was not out the door but maybe 2 minutes when I had the strongest urge to push. My mother (who was there with me because my dh was in NY at work) ran after the doctor to bring him in. As soon as the doctor walked within 5 feet of me, he told me that no matter what I did “DO NOT PUSH”! It seems that within the 15 minutes or so after the water broke, I went from 1/2 centimeter to fully dilated and effaced. My baby’s head had already crowned and one good push would have sent it out.
Now the doctor, thinking that I had a while left to go, had not set up anything. I delivered the baby with two nurses holding each of my legs up and the doctor half in his gown. He (the doctor) just did have enough time to put on the exam gloves before my baby was delivered.
When they stuck the baby on top of my chest they were about to say congratulations but I said that there was no need to say anything. I knew that it was a boy. My doctor asked how did I know because the sonogram never showed whether it was a boy or girl. I told him that I had my ways. When my baby BOY, yes it was a boy, opened his eyes and looked at me, he had a look as if to tell me “see I told you”.
Till this day, some 15 months later, we still seem to have this connection as if we know what each other knows.
Thanks for allowing me to share this story with you.