My best day ever
“Breath Jessica, just breath and give me one more big push.” The doctor said to me as I try to push my baby out. Moments later we hear it, my baby crying alerting the world that she is here.
The birth of my daughter was long and exhausting. Joseph and I had stayed out late the night before not realizing what we were in for the next morning. As we crawled into bed that night I remember talking to the little baby in my belly asking for her to stay strong as it was almost time for her to be here. After having two miscarriages the thought of my full term baby not making it scared the life out of me. We had tried for a very long time to get pregnant and carry full term. It was hard to imagine that next day we were going to be parents.
We woke up the next morning and made sure we had diaper bag full of clothes, diapers, bottles, formula, and plenty of binkies. Some might say we were over packed, but for your first child you can never be sure. My husband Joseph then made sure we had the car seat securely placed in the car and we were all ready to go. Leaving the house for the last time before we had our daughter was strange. I knew that when we would return things would be very different. It wouldn't just be the two of us anymore.
As we drove to the hospital I felt an overwhelming sense of excitement, yet I was very nervous. I wasn't sure how this was going to go and after hearing everybody's stories I felt a little uneasy. It was like all of those emotions I had thought wouldn't come flooded me at once. I wasn't sure if she would come out healthy or if we would make it through the labor and delivery process. There were so many problems with our last two that I was so scared she wouldn't make it either. I’m not sure how I could have handled another miscarriage.
Upon arriving to the hospital we got checked in and the nice nurse showed us to our room. We made sure our family knew where to find us...
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