Nine years ago today about 8 am, we had a big scare. Monitors started blaring and beeping. People rushed in. My family was rushed out. I had no idea what was happening. All I knew was I needed to remain calm because it was not going to help the situation if I panicked.
The nurse threw an oxygen mask on me and rolled me on my left side. I gripped Duck’s hands and looked at his eyes. I can tell a lot from his eyes. They were teary and praying. The nurse rolled me on my right side. Nothing would shut those monitors up.
A doctor came in and broke my water. I didn’t know my water wasn’t already broken. All I knew was I’d been in labor a long, long time. The monitors finally went back to their regularly scheduled beeping, and all the people who had flooded my room left. Baby Girl was fine for now.
Baby Girl’s heartbeat had dropped — I can’t tell you if it stopped or not. The nurse said occasionally that kind of thing happens. She usually warns patients that she may at any time, start spouting off directions and we need to follow them and not hesitate. Yeah, that might have been good to know beforehand. Most likely the umbilical cord was wrapped around Baby Girl’s neck, but the water breaking moved her around and got her unstuck — at least from the umbilical cord.
It would still be about 7 hours before she was born by c-section. We joked that she didn’t want to mess up her hair. Whatever the reason, this wasn’t the delivery I just knew God was going to give me. But Doodle was born completely healthy and completely stubborn just like her mamma.
It’s been awhile since I’ve thought of the day she was born and that scare. I’ve been having such a rough time with her lately, and I know it’s my fault. I’ve been lazy. I haven’t been making her do the things I know she needs to do. I haven’t been setting the boundaries I know need to be set.
All I can do now is learn from my mistakes and look to God to grow me into a better Mom. There have actually been times over the past 9 years where I have begged God to take me from this world because I just knew there was a better mom for Doodle out there. I mess up so much — every day it seems. Today I’m thankful that God doesn’t answer all my prayers and that I am Doodle’s Mom. Then again, she’s still sleeping.
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Ok first off, you’re a great mom… because if you ARE a bad mom, I’m an even worse mom… but i can feel for you because Sam and Doodle sound ALOT alike…
Secondly, my labor with Matthew sounds ALOT like yours only not as long and I pushed him out… but I was 5 minutes away from a C-section… and it was scary. But I knew nothing about this God that you speak of then…
I figured I was just being punished for getting knocked up. ha ha… 
kidding… 
Happy Birthday Doodle!
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Happy Birthday! What a scary thing you went through. I would have probably freaked out when they all came running in and all the monitors went off!
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girl – you are a good mom. Callie is a great kid. Gracious knows, we can all use help and pointers. I hope her special day is great! Enjoy her
Welcome home from your conference. I would love to hear about it!
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Scary delivery moment, but totally worth it in the end. I also had all the beeps, alarms, oxygen mask, huge sighs of relief (from the nurse) when her heart rate would speed back up after every push because it slowed dramatically during the push, and a threat of intervention if I didn’t get that baby out NOW. She had her cord wrapped twice around her neck, but it was all okay in the end and she sounds just as ornery as your daughter
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