Unfortunately, my kids will have to rely on this website for their personal histories

October 24th, 2007

I saw this post on stickyfeathers and loved it.

Here’s a post all about my first born’s trip here to planet earth.

My first born

1. Were you married at the time?
Yes.

2. What were your reactions?
Before he was born, I was all, “Yay! Pass the nachos!” After he was born, I was all, “Holy crap, what have I done?”

3. How old were you?
I was twenty-one, which seemed a LOT older at the time.

4. How did you find out you were pregnant?
Missed period and pregnancy test.

5. Who did you tell first?
Ryan

6. Did you want to find out the sex?
I did. Ryan didn’t. We didn’t find out, even though I KNEW it was a boy the entire time. (Of course, I had a 50/50 shot at being right, but I had a hunch.) Ryan had a dream at one point that we were at the doctor’s office for an appointment and his mom was with us (which seemed perfectly normal in Dream World). The doctor reached in, pulled the baby out to check it (which seemed perfectly normal in Dream World) while we closed our eyes since we didn’t want to know the gender. Right before he stuck the baby back in, Ryan’s mom peeked and blurted out that it was a boy. Ryan was really mad at her when he woke up.

7. Did you deliver early or late?
I think it was exactly one day before my due date.

8. Did you have morning sickness?
I had some, but not a ton. I remember throwing up Ovaltine one morning. Mmmm.

9. What did you crave?
Nothing specific that I recall. Judging from the amount of weight I gained, I craved Crisco with butter and heavy cream.

10. Who irritated you the most?
My fictional brother Lyle. Actually, I take that back. I don’t think I was a moody gestator.

11. What was your first child’s sex?
My first child has not had sex yet!

12. How many pounds did you gain throughout the pregnancy?
183 pounds, or so it seemed. I gained a lot of weight because I had not been in the habit of ever monitoring calories or fat. As soon as I was pregnant, my pre-pregnancy metabolism packed its bags and moved to Miami for retirement. One month I gained 11 pounds, when I probably should have gained one. I had no idea that I was so far off the mark until I was weighed at my regular appointment. Ryan was sitting next to me as I received the bad news. We sat in silence for a minute and then Ryan said, “I bet your shoes weigh at least a couple pounds.” I will never forget that moment of sweet, tender encouragement.

13. Did you have any complications during your pregnancy?
Yes, I got a kidney stone at 7 months along, which put me into early, painful labor. I would much rather give birth to a dozen babies than have another kidney stone. They offer epidurals with babies.

14. Where did you give birth?
Cottonwood Hospital

15. How many hours were you in labor?
I checked in around eight in the morning, and was induced within a half hour. A couple hours later, I began feeling mild pains and promptly asked for my epidural. A short while later, the doctor gave me the control to add more epidural juice should I need it. Having never given birth, and feeling very afraid of any pain like unto the kidney stone pain, I treated myself to a LOT of epidural juice. At one point, I wasn’t progressing and the nurse checked me and said my bladder was full. I offered to get up and go to the bathroom and she laughed at me. My brain sent the message to my legs to move and my legs sent back the following reply: “Yeah….riiiiiiiiight.” They drained my bladder in front of my small audience; I vowed to someday regain my dignity; and Christian was born during the six o’clock news. Seriously, the TV was on right up until the big moment.

16. Who drove you to the hospital?
Ryan

17. Who watched?
Ryan, our moms, my dad, three French hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree. I was very overwhelmed with the amount of people there.

18. Was it natural or c-section?
Natural with a generous side of epidural.

19. Did you take medicine to ease the pain?
I probably could have attended rehab after that epidural.

20. How much did your child weigh?
Eight pounds, seven ounces. I think.

21. Did your child have any complications?
He was quite blue when he was born, having had his neck wrapped tightly in the umbilical cord. He didn’t breathe/cry right away, and his APGAR (is that right?) score was pretty low. However, he bounced right back and was asking for food and a Playstation 2 within minutes.

22. What did you name him/her?
Christian Sidney. We both loved the name Christian, and Sidney is Ryan’s dad’s name.

23. How old is your first born today?
NINE. Seriously? Nine? Yes, NINE.

So, do you feel like you just watched an episode of TLC’s A Baby Story?

OK, now it’s your turn. Tell me about your first born, and if you don’t have one, tell me about your own birth. Do you know your story? You should. Here’s part of mine: I was born at home. On purpose. Wait, that’s enough about me, let’s hear about you.

4 Responses to “Unfortunately, my kids will have to rely on this website for their personal histories”

  1. Soul-Fusion says:

    I think I need to ask my mom to guest write this on my blog. As usual, very funny. Especially #11.

    Oh, and thanks for reassuring me that a kidney stone is worse than labor. I have had a kidney stone and it was THE WORST MOST HORRIBLE TERRIFYING MIND NUMBING VOMIT INDUCING PAIN I have ever encountered and if I was told child birth was worse I might have to pass (my male doctor who experienced neither claimed the kidney stone was the worst). You have given me hope.

  2. Misty says:

    This is a great form! love it… and really, this website (or the very idea of a blog at all) will likely be so archaic by then as- who knows what will be the trendy/posh form of self expression- that it will be just as average as reading their history from a book. :)

  3. Heidi says:

    I love how you tell stories through asking questions.
    A quick recap of my entrance to the world…Her water broke. She finally realized that it was her water breaking and that she didn’t pee her pants. She got a blessing (where the term ‘babies’ was used. She didn’t have time to ask questions why my dad said ‘babies’. She got life-flighted to Provo. She had some trouble with the flight. She finally showed up to the hospital. She had a c-section. Then she found out the best news of her life…she had two babies at the ripe old age of 21.

  4. Katie says:

    Number 13. Honestly I could go on, and on, and on. My last two pregnancies were cursed with kidney stones. I would rather lay down in the street and have one of those tar-paving truck things run over me time and time again, then have a kidney stone. Seriously, I wondered why they wouldn’t give me an epidural for those times in layed in the hospital puking my guts out and bawling. Better yet, they should have knocked me out. It’s a good thing I’m not having any more kids because my kidneys are starting to hurt just thinking about it. Thanks for getting me all worked up!

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