My mom was excited and worried at the same time, and so was I. My mom started texting & calling people. She called my cousin and told her the news. She and my little cousins were so happy, but my youngest cousin felt disappointed because she thought her and Javier would be able to share the same birthday. My due date was December 19, 2017 but I had him a month early. The following morning my doctor came in at 6:15am and induced me. After that, my mom, my cousin, and I played the waiting game. I was starting to grow impatient, so my cousin brought board games, books, my tablet, and other things to keep me entertained. I couldn’t feel my contractions at all, so they gave me some medicine and sure enough I was in SO much pain I couldn’t keep myself distracted. The last time my doctor checked my cervix around four or five in the afternoon, she said I was dilated to a 7.

When I’m feeling pain, I automatically hold my breath to help bear with it. That’s where things got complicated with me and the baby. I wasn’t taught to breathe through the contractions, so every time I felt one I did the opposite. About two hours later, my doctor told me I would have to have an emergency Cesarean section because the baby’s heart rate started dropping and my blood pressure started getting worse. They gave me a kind of numbing medicine and I was waiting on them to have my room ready for me. I was so scared. I wanted my mom and my cousin both to come with me, but I could only have one, so my mom came. About an hour and a half later, my doctor came and gave me my epidural. I was still waiting on my room. About 30 minutes later, my room was ready, and they took me. I still felt drowsy and drained, so I couldn’t quite tell where I was going or what was happening. All I remember is being taken to my room and the doctors throwing a sheet over my face. I kept hearing my mom call my name and asking if I could hear her and I kept nodding my head yes. I started feeling pressure on my stomach and started wondering what they were doing. I couldn’t see my mom anymore. I couldn’t hear. I was trying to speak but I couldn’t, and I didn’t know why.

-Kyra