It was about 3:45 in the morning on a Sunday, where I found myself and my excited, wide-awake, good-looking boyfriend driving down a dark, eerie road to a hospital that was 61 miles away. Those 61 miles felt like light years to me I didn’t feel right all day today, I had a feeling deep down that my body was telling me that it was time. I was as nervous as I possibly could be, however, I had to remain completely calm because I could possibly be in labor and our first baby could arrive any time. So There I was, just Sitting there in that fast moving car, patiently waiting for the top of my big-ole belly to become super tight, tighter than a rubber band wrapped around your stomach 1000 times.…
Coming from a Mexican family and being a female is a bit difficult. It is difficult when you have family that is waiting for you to “grow up” to become a mother. Some family members belief this is still a norm for a female to get married, have children, and stay home to take care of the family. Just because some of the women in my family became mothers at a young age, I did not want to become a mother, at least not yet. On (Not) Getting By in America by Barbara Ehrenreich, she wrote “Happily, though, my fears turn out to be entirely unwarranted: during a month of poverty and toil, no one recognizes my face or my name, which goes unnoticed and for the most part unuttered.…
I am a middle child. I was born two years after my sister Meredith, and Caleigh came six years after me. Within my family and friends, I am known as the quiet, quintessential middle child. For the first 16 years of my life, I was always an afterthought to the craziness of the first-born and the baby of the family, and I loved it‒ it made me independent and self-reliant. I was very comfortable being the easy-going child, happily accepting anything that came my way.…
Tamia was the name I rarely had growing up. One of the challenges that I still continue to face in my everyday life is defining my individuality. With having an identical twin sister people constantly compared us since the day we were born. As we got older and our personalities developed people still grouped us as the same. They would always look past that we are two different people.…
It was January 4, 1997, during a terrible snowstorm that I decided it was time to start my life. My mother was forced to carry me for ten months, during which the doctors told her that she and I had not gained enough weight. The day my mother’s labor was induced she weighed 115 pounds. When I was born I was twenty-one and a half inches long and weighed only five pounds and fourteen ounces.…
Surrounded by a team of nurses, one doctor, and what seemed to be a grouping of blinding lights, I had a peculiar moment of serenity. I can’t quite explain whether it was the epidural or the fact that for twelve hours my body was engulfed by excruciatingly painful contractions which seemed to be attacking me in a sporadic manner, but in that one moment everything was perfect. Somehow I just let go off every single fear I had, I just remembered that in any moment there would be an extraordinary occurrence. Although a natural part in many women’s lives, since the beginning of time, it was a phenomenon in my life.…
With my heart about to beat out of my chest, I make my way down the long narrow hallway that takes me to the courtroom where my family is waiting . I remember seeing all of the yellow caution wet signs scattered down the hall, letting people know that they had just finished mopping the smooth white floors. As I stand in front of the tall wooden doors that separate me from the court room, I cant help but wonder what all could go wrong. Does my step dad really want to adopt me? Will the judge grant the adoption?…
She sat in the car, opened her mouth, and started to tell her grandmother everything that came to her mind, to her grandmother she never shut up. To the rest of the world, she might as well never opened up to begin with. The drastic changes in her life gave her issues that she had to overcome. Adoption changed my outlook on life; it placed some obstacles in my life that would hold me back for a long period of my life. My life was so changed by adoption that I gained some problems in my life that I had to find ways to get past.…
Becoming A Mother When I found out I was going to be a mother, I had so many emotions running through me. I was happy, scared and very nervouse. I had no idea what to expect the next nine months. What I did know was I had a lot todo and a lot to perpare for.…
Being a mother is the greatest job in the world. It is also one of the hardest. Especially when having 3 girls. We lived in a small city called Hammond. April 22, 2013 was the date I have been waiting for 40 agonizing weeks.…
It was a Saturday morning March 17, 1996 I was eight months in my mother’s tummy and my due date was in mid April. Uncle Benito had the crazy idea of going to the snow all because my mother had never seen the snow. My mother told me of a hill she sled down from, a great slope that didn’t leave her feeling to good “No me siento muy bien.” My uncle rushed her to Granada Hills Hospital on the morning of March 19, 1996; I was born seven pounds at eight minutes until eight.…
Every labor and delivery birth story isn’t the same, not ever women is the same. Not every women looks at it this way, but most soon to be mother can agree that the birth of a baby is one of the greatest feeling in this world. All the pain we go through at the end is all worth it. Every experience that child goes through may influence our action as an adult.…
Becoming a father was the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. It is such a special feeling living for someone else and not just yourself, knowing that your sole duties in life are now to love, provide, teach, mentor, and discipline. I always hear people say “ Im don 't think I 'm ready to be a parent.” and to be honest, I do not think anyone is ready to be a parent. I can still remember like it was yesterday the day my son was born.…
I then started to wonder, if I was pregnant. That afternoon I had bought a pregnancy test from the store. I rushed home to test to see if it was in fact positive. As soon as the pregnancy test read positive I bawled. I was happy, and scared, because I was only eighteen years old and I was scared to tell somebody.…
so I prepared myself to go to the hospital. At approximately 8:00 am I was at the hospital. I went to the maternity ward where I was examined. The Nurse confirmed that the process had began. I was told by the nurses to walk around a bit to assist the process of delivery.…