The Making Of A Mother

It's mothers day. I know, some of you hate mothers day. I love it. I love being a mom. And these 3 cuties are the ones that made me a mother. This blog is for them. I'll try not to embarrass you all too much. :)

I have already posted a story of Mindi's birth. If you already haven't read it, you can read it here. http://dazeedreams.blogspot.com/2010/04/pregnant-dreams.html. (sorry don't know how to just type here and have it go there).

I then posted a story of Justin's birth. If you haven't read it, you can read it here.http://dazeedreams.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-generation-birthday.html

Now I'm going to post the birth story of Brandon. He was by far my easiest pregnancy and birth. I threw up for 4 months straight with Mindi. Only 2 weeks with Justin, and was only nauseated a week with Brandon. He was always big. At 4 months people thought I was due any time. Then everyone started saying, you are going to have twins. Again, no mandatory ultrasound. I went to work the day before he was due. Started having some small contractions. So I went home thinking, is this it? You have to remember, I was induced with my first 2 babies. Baby number 3 and I still have never timed contractions. But alas, nothing happened, I went to bed and thought, maybe some other day. About 1 o'clock in the morning, I sat straight up in bed with the worst contraction I have ever felt. Being the ever loving wife, I crawled out of bed, and went downstairs. Didn't want to wake my hubby unless it was really time. Started timing my contractions. 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes. Good, this is not going anywhere. About 5 o'clock I went to the bathroom and there was some blood. Thought, well heck, what should I do. Called my mom and she said to call my doctor right now. So I did, he was already at the hospital delivering another baby, told the nurse what was happening and she said to come in. Woke up my hubby and told him the good news, and waited for my mom to get there to watch the kids. We get to the hospital, the nurse checks me and lo and behold, I'm already at a 5. Hooks me up the the contraction monitor. You are having contractions every 2 minutes. I say, that is not right, I'm only feeling them every 10. Good thing I had to pee. Anyway, the nurse got the epidural ordered, I only had one hard icky contraction before he got me set up, and a few hours later, time to push. Now, all of you that have had babies, love to hear the words, ok, now push. The thing is, she said, ok push and about 3 seconds later said stop. Don't push anymore. I'm calling your doctor. Panic on my part. Try not to push, even tho everything in my body is saying, push, push, push. We even asked her if she has ever delivered a baby before and she said "she had caught a few". Doctor arrives and Brandon is born. They take him down to weigh him and he is 10 lbs 4 ozs. What the? And he was my easiest birth. His blood was too thick, so he ended up in intensive care so they could thin it out. Do you know how funny it is to see a 10 lb baby in NICU with little 3 lb babies. I had parents looking at me like, get that huge child out of here now.

Dear Mindi. I love you for your deep love of others and for all the times you were such a good big sister. I am so happy that you came to us at a time that was really a sad time for your dad. You came 9 months after his grandma died. She would have loved you. And you looked just like your grandma. How awesome was that for your dad.

Dear Justin. I love you for your never ending humor. Even as a little boy you were always cracking us up. You had such short little legs as a baby that me and dad would call you stubby, or gerkins. Gerkins are a little pickle. Sometimes you would get stubby gerkins. But now you are so tall. You would have never known that you had short little legs.

Dear Brandon. I love you for your sweet disposition. As a baby you were always so happy. Even today you are happy, until someone really makes you mad, then watch out. I think you got that "watch out" trait from your mother. :(

I am one lucky mom. I have 3 kids that have grown up and become wonderful adults. They always called me if they were going to be later than they said, because they knew I would lay awake and worry that they had been in an accident. Being a mom is an neverending learning experience. Just when you think you have it figured out, they become adults and it's a whole new rule book.

I love this song. It's exactly how I feel about my husband and kids.