Five years ago I was sitting in our apartment in the back of Cascade Market when I started getting pains in my back. Around 10 I decided I should go on and try to get some rest. My loving husband was up playing X Box at the time. I'm not sure when he came to bed, but I was still awake and was in pain. I remember going on the front doors of the market ever so quietly and sitting on a bench outside and calling my mom. I think this was around 1 am. I told her that my back was really starting to hurt and asked her what I should to. She told me to go to the hospital. I went back inside and woke my loving husband who proceeded to get on to me telling me that he'd only been in bed for an hour. I told him that I was very sorry, but that I thought I was in labor and needed to go to the hospital. We drove to Bedford County Medical Center where it was confirmed that I was in labor and far enough along to admit. I remember the nurse coming in and telling me that there was someone there to see me. When she told me it was my parents I told her to go tell my father that he drove too fast. I went upstairs and they started my IV and not long after that my brother got there. As soon as he walked in the door I was sick to my stomach. I threw up and my brother left the room quickly. I think he told me later that he went outside to lay on the grass. I remember the nurses telling me to get some rest. I don't understand why they tell you this. You're in labor and rest is not exactly an option. I do remember watching everyone else in the room sleep though. I did my best to try, but I don't think it worked very well. I remember being moved to the labor room and getting my epidural. From there things seemed to move fast. I asked for ice chips at some point, but did not get to eat them because it was time to push. The doctor told the Labor and Delivery nurse that she wanted the head of the baby to be partially out before she was page to come up. We got the that point and the nurse told me to quit pushing. I did and the call was made. She turned around just in time to catch the baby. All our family was out in the hall looking in and I remember hearing my sister in law saying, "It's a baby!" We didn't know what we were having. I have stubborn children like their father and this one would not cooperate when I had my ultrasound. In fact when we got to that point I seem to remember her crossing her legs and turning around. We were so excited that she was here that we didn't check to see if we had a baby boy or a baby girl until the voices from the hallway asked what it was. We had a baby girl! We named her Elizabeth Michelle and it was love at first sight.
Elizabeth,
You're 5 years old now. It seems like only yesterday that I held you in my arms at the hospital in Shelbyville. You had so many wonderful visitors that day. There are so many people that love you and care about you and I am truly blessed to be one of them. God gave me a precious gift the day you were born. I love you so much and though you're much more like you father than I would like you to be at times (she's stubborn just like him) I love you more than words can say. I can't believe how fast the time has gone. There are no more diapers, no more bottles, and now no more preschool. I can't believe you're about to start kindergarten. Even though you're nervous about it I know you will love it because you love to learn. I hope you never loose that. I hope you always love books just as much as you do now. I know how much you love princesses and I hope that one day (far, far away of course) you meet a prince that sweeps you off your feet. I hope that you have the joy of having beautiful children just like I do (again, this is far, far away). I love you, Elizabeth. Thanks so much for letting me be your Mommy. It's the best job I've ever had!
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