Scared, excited, nervous were the feelings, which swirled around inside my stomach as I walked what seemed to be miles of hallway inside Dr. Jones’s office. He had just told me that I was pregnant. Scared but not scared like I just watched my first horror movie with the lights off scared, but scared because I had never had a baby before. I was excited because deep down I knew, this was the best thing that would ever have happen to me. I was nervous because I didn’t think I was ready to me become a mother. I had always been a good baby setter, but that is way different than having one of my own. As I drove down the long, curvy lake road, in the middle of April, with tears in my eyes and lumps in my throat, I had one question running through
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I had never been so sick in all my 28 years, and yet the whole time I was happy, still scared, excited and nervous but more than anything happy. I remember worrying a lot and calling Dr. Nelson to ask questions about baby development. He was always so nonchalant, like he had babies every day. He always was able to get me in if I need a little reassuring that things were going as they should. I don’t know how it’s possible but time seemed like years and not months that this little baby was growing inside me. I know longer could wear any of my clothes, I hardly recognize myself when I looked into a mirror. It seemed like every time I slept I would wake up with additional weight attached to me. I was tired, so tired that many afternoons I could be found sleeping at my …show more content…
After months and months of waiting and waiting the doctors were inducing me. As we drive to the hospital I noticed how quit the street where that we didn’t pass many cars. I can still remember the smell of the hospital as we walked in to check in. After laying in the hospital bed for hours and hours with needles in my arms and not being able to think about anything other than finally getting to see this little baby boy for the first time. He was born at 1:36 that afternoon. After thirteen years of having the best thing that could happen to me, I’m still scared. Scared because I worry if I’m doing a good job with him. Excited because he is one pretty incredible kid. Nervous because I still don’t know all the answers, but most of all I’m happy because I’m Tyler’s
I had never been so sick in all my 28 years, and yet the whole time I was happy, still scared, excited and nervous but more than anything happy. I remember worrying a lot and calling Dr. Nelson to ask questions about baby development. He was always so nonchalant, like he had babies every day. He always was able to get me in if I need a little reassuring that things were going as they should. I don’t know how it’s possible but time seemed like years and not months that this little baby was growing inside me. I know longer could wear any of my clothes, I hardly recognize myself when I looked into a mirror. It seemed like every time I slept I would wake up with additional weight attached to me. I was tired, so tired that many afternoons I could be found sleeping at my …show more content…
After months and months of waiting and waiting the doctors were inducing me. As we drive to the hospital I noticed how quit the street where that we didn’t pass many cars. I can still remember the smell of the hospital as we walked in to check in. After laying in the hospital bed for hours and hours with needles in my arms and not being able to think about anything other than finally getting to see this little baby boy for the first time. He was born at 1:36 that afternoon. After thirteen years of having the best thing that could happen to me, I’m still scared. Scared because I worry if I’m doing a good job with him. Excited because he is one pretty incredible kid. Nervous because I still don’t know all the answers, but most of all I’m happy because I’m Tyler’s