Through My Eyes: Chapter 18
A/N: Hey guys. Here's a new chapter! I hope that you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own 7th Heaven or anything pertaining to it. I just write this for fun!
November 8
Our trip was SO much fun! We stayed at my friend's house like I told you. We got to spend time on the beach, shop and do all of those little 'family' activities. Everyone is loving my "nine-month belly"! It's way too big. Hard to maneuver. Oh well.
One thing did cut some of the fun out of our trip though. While we were there, on the second day, I started to feel pain, just a little, but pain no less, in my low abdomen and I felt like the baby 'moved down' as they say. Well, I've heard that that means that your body is getting ready for labor! Oh goodness. When we got home, I called my doctor (Kevin made me) and he told me that I needed to come in immediately (GREAT!) so I have an appointment tomorrow morning. I'm nervous. Those doctor's visits are specifically pleasant, ya know? I guess I'll deal with it.
Guess what? I've decided to (as crazy as it sounds) bring this journal with me when I go to the hospital to have the baby. They say that it can take some of the stress away and give you something else to think about if you have something to do! I'll be writing in less than a month! Crazy.
I'm getting scared, REALLY scared, about the whole pain issue. I don't like pain. I don't know how I'll handle it. Well, Kevin will be there, and I guess I'll make it. I have to. There's no cancel button!
November 9
Well, well, well WELL. My appointment today was REAL fun. Oh yeah. I went up there at 3 pm (Kev stayed home to watch Jess), and when I got into the office, the doctor asked me questions. Ya know, the basic things like how are you feeling, what kind of discomfort are you in-stuff like that. So anyway, I described what I was feeling to him, and when I told him that I had felt the baby drop, he got all nervous and said that that was a sign that I'd deliver soon. He took me across the hall and had me lie down so he could do an ultra-sound. He said that she looks great, but I was right, she HAS moved down.
Of course, he next wanted to do an examination (FUN!-NOT) to check how low the baby was and see if he needed to move my due date again, and when he checked, his eyes got all wide and he sat up and told me that (are you ready for this? Well I WASN'T) the baby was really low, and that I was already dilated to 5 centimeters. He called he hospital right away and told me that I had to go in to get induced (aka they make you go into labor). I was totally freaking out by then, so I called Kevin and he met me at the hospital (my mom took Jessie) and they got me all settled in a bed and then they hooked me up to the monitor and induced me and all that jazz. Then, (my least favorite part!!!) the doctor broke my water. I didn't think that a doctor was capable of doing that. I was wrong! And it's not fun. Trust me.
So anyway, that brings you up to now. Here I am, laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to a big machine (2 actually) in labor. Where did my nice, calm day go? At least something a little good happened. Amanda did come to her decision about the adoption (remember, we wanted to know before the birth) and she has decided to close the adoption. It's sad, yes, but I think it'll be better.
OK, all of those people are right. Contractions hurt. A lot. I've been in labor for 2 hours. The nurse just checked me and I'm now at 6 centimeters. I have to get to 9 or 10! Oh, this is going to e a long, long day. This hurts.
Lots of people are here now. Mom, Dad, Ruthie, Sam, David and Jess (Remember, they were babysitting), along with Sarah and Matt (Shelly's with a babysitter) are here. My mom was in here earlier. Then I had Sarah come in. Of course, I gave her a hard time about not telling me how truly painful this experience is. Haha. Ruthie's been in here the most. She's always sitting next to me and talking to me and stuff. It's sweet. She's really excited about her new niece. A whole bunch of people are coming in and Mary's on the phone so I'm going to go. Be back a little later.
~Lucy
November 10
It's 2 in the morning. I think I'm going to go insane if this labor lasts for much longer. I got an epidural a bit ago so I'm feeling much better. I'm finally at 9 centimeters. One more to go, and then, well, I'm not even going to think about that. Everyone went home except for Kevin (of course) so it's getting quiet. I'm really really tired. Every time I try to go to sleep, something happens that makes it so that I can't. It's making me mad! It should only be about an hour now. Maybe even less. The nurse just checked me again and said it will be 30 minutes to an hour, so yeah. Until then, I guess I'll write in here. On second thought, I think I'll try to take a little nap. Don't go away---
Oh my! Time flies! I slept. The nurse just woke me up and checked me. I'm ready to go! I can't believe it. I'm so scared. I have to go. I know that I'll be really really busy now, so I probably won't write for awhile. Don't forget me. I'm having a baby! Here goes nothing.
~Lucy
A/N: Hey guys. Here's a new chapter! I hope that you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own 7th Heaven or anything pertaining to it. I just write this for fun!
November 8
Our trip was SO much fun! We stayed at my friend's house like I told you. We got to spend time on the beach, shop and do all of those little 'family' activities. Everyone is loving my "nine-month belly"! It's way too big. Hard to maneuver. Oh well.
One thing did cut some of the fun out of our trip though. While we were there, on the second day, I started to feel pain, just a little, but pain no less, in my low abdomen and I felt like the baby 'moved down' as they say. Well, I've heard that that means that your body is getting ready for labor! Oh goodness. When we got home, I called my doctor (Kevin made me) and he told me that I needed to come in immediately (GREAT!) so I have an appointment tomorrow morning. I'm nervous. Those doctor's visits are specifically pleasant, ya know? I guess I'll deal with it.
Guess what? I've decided to (as crazy as it sounds) bring this journal with me when I go to the hospital to have the baby. They say that it can take some of the stress away and give you something else to think about if you have something to do! I'll be writing in less than a month! Crazy.
I'm getting scared, REALLY scared, about the whole pain issue. I don't like pain. I don't know how I'll handle it. Well, Kevin will be there, and I guess I'll make it. I have to. There's no cancel button!
November 9
Well, well, well WELL. My appointment today was REAL fun. Oh yeah. I went up there at 3 pm (Kev stayed home to watch Jess), and when I got into the office, the doctor asked me questions. Ya know, the basic things like how are you feeling, what kind of discomfort are you in-stuff like that. So anyway, I described what I was feeling to him, and when I told him that I had felt the baby drop, he got all nervous and said that that was a sign that I'd deliver soon. He took me across the hall and had me lie down so he could do an ultra-sound. He said that she looks great, but I was right, she HAS moved down.
Of course, he next wanted to do an examination (FUN!-NOT) to check how low the baby was and see if he needed to move my due date again, and when he checked, his eyes got all wide and he sat up and told me that (are you ready for this? Well I WASN'T) the baby was really low, and that I was already dilated to 5 centimeters. He called he hospital right away and told me that I had to go in to get induced (aka they make you go into labor). I was totally freaking out by then, so I called Kevin and he met me at the hospital (my mom took Jessie) and they got me all settled in a bed and then they hooked me up to the monitor and induced me and all that jazz. Then, (my least favorite part!!!) the doctor broke my water. I didn't think that a doctor was capable of doing that. I was wrong! And it's not fun. Trust me.
So anyway, that brings you up to now. Here I am, laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to a big machine (2 actually) in labor. Where did my nice, calm day go? At least something a little good happened. Amanda did come to her decision about the adoption (remember, we wanted to know before the birth) and she has decided to close the adoption. It's sad, yes, but I think it'll be better.
OK, all of those people are right. Contractions hurt. A lot. I've been in labor for 2 hours. The nurse just checked me and I'm now at 6 centimeters. I have to get to 9 or 10! Oh, this is going to e a long, long day. This hurts.
Lots of people are here now. Mom, Dad, Ruthie, Sam, David and Jess (Remember, they were babysitting), along with Sarah and Matt (Shelly's with a babysitter) are here. My mom was in here earlier. Then I had Sarah come in. Of course, I gave her a hard time about not telling me how truly painful this experience is. Haha. Ruthie's been in here the most. She's always sitting next to me and talking to me and stuff. It's sweet. She's really excited about her new niece. A whole bunch of people are coming in and Mary's on the phone so I'm going to go. Be back a little later.
~Lucy
November 10
It's 2 in the morning. I think I'm going to go insane if this labor lasts for much longer. I got an epidural a bit ago so I'm feeling much better. I'm finally at 9 centimeters. One more to go, and then, well, I'm not even going to think about that. Everyone went home except for Kevin (of course) so it's getting quiet. I'm really really tired. Every time I try to go to sleep, something happens that makes it so that I can't. It's making me mad! It should only be about an hour now. Maybe even less. The nurse just checked me again and said it will be 30 minutes to an hour, so yeah. Until then, I guess I'll write in here. On second thought, I think I'll try to take a little nap. Don't go away---
Oh my! Time flies! I slept. The nurse just woke me up and checked me. I'm ready to go! I can't believe it. I'm so scared. I have to go. I know that I'll be really really busy now, so I probably won't write for awhile. Don't forget me. I'm having a baby! Here goes nothing.
~Lucy