Happy Birthday Audrey
Audrey turns twenty today. Wow, how is that possible? I remember when she was born like it was yesterday. I got an emergency call at work at about 5:30 A.M. . My supervisor at the time sent one of my friends to “gently tell Bryan that his wife is in labor”. It was very cold that night, a snowstorm had come through the day before. I drove home after scraping just enough of the windshield to see out of it. I got home and whisked Pearl off to the hospital. We hurriedly got her admitted and then we waited … we listened to the woman in the room next to ours scream her lungs out, and waited… and waited, you get the idea. We were there at about 6:30 Audrey was born in the evening about 12 hours later. The whole time Pearl was on her back because they had purposely broken her water and placed a monitor on Audrey’s scalp. Very little progress was made all day long . Strong contractions a couple minutes apart most of the day. No progress. Until they gave Pearl drugs. While they were administering the epidural Pearl’s mother and sister showed up. Pearl was not in a good place at that moment, a lot of pain and it showed. It scared the crap out of Anna, her eyes looked like saucers and she turned pale. She excused herself and came back after the drugs had taken effect. Pearl was much happier now.
Audrey was born a while later. I remember going to the restroom just before they took Pearl to the delivery room. I looked at myself at the mirror and said to myself ” Are you ready to do this?, You have to be strong for her.” I was scared to death but couldn’t show it. I was also exhausted, I had been awake for almost 30 hours now. I know all the women out there are saying “You were exhausted?!! Poor baby. What about Pearl”. Sorry I was tired, emotionally and physically.
Finally she came out. This little slimy blue bundle was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. But she couldn’t breathe. They hurried her away to get her breathing and place her under an oxygen hood. We saw other new mothers holding their babies’ ours was in intensive care. We didn’t get to hold her until until later. Seemed like forever. But she was OK. Thank God.
Now she’s Twenty, married, and expecting her first child. Where did the time go. That was the longest day of my life. And the best. I would do it all over again. The love I have for my daughter is immeasurable. I look forward to meeting my granddaughter. I hope she looks like her mother. Happy birthday Audrey.