This is another one of those that I wish I would have been blogging for as the details are much clearer when things are recent. I have been told I have a good memory though so maybe only the smaller details will be lost...
I found out I was pregnant on June 8, 2005. I had just finished my junior year of high school which means I was pregnant in April of my junior year. Not the smartest thing to do which is a given, but it is also something I wouldn't go back and change. In part this pregnancy got us to where we are now. Yes we had some tough times but we are stronger for them and we have a beautiful family to show for all of it.
Anyways I found out that I was pregnant at the hospital. I was suppose to be getting the metal rod and plate removed from my right arm and Aarron had come with as support. Funny how that worked out I guess. Anyways they automatically test you between certain ages and I fell into that category. Obviously the test came back positive. My response was "That's not possible." Such a stupid thing to respond with as it was, but I was in shock...in all honesty I was living in denial is more accurate. That response though had them running a blood test twice. Needless to say no surgery and we had to tell my parents. The only thing I regret about being at the hospital was that Aarron was not able to find out first since I was a minor. The knowledge that I was pregnant sent a spiral of events and drama into motion that is not important to be recalled. It was rough and words were said that unfortunately I remember but at this point have forgiven. I am glad none of those harsh words were from my parents. They were very loving and kind which I would hope to be if any of my children end up pregnant. I really just hope that my children are smarter then me in the regard to not get pregnant but I also hope they are as smart as I was so that they can find a wonderful spouse to share their life with forever!
Skipping forward 7 months. January 6, 2006 rolls around. I started having contractions at 10:20 that night. I remember this because I kept looking at the clock through my contractions thinking why is time going so slow. It was a very long night and I was up and down pacing moving around trying with all my might to get comfortable. That never did happen really. I didn't realize I was having contractions and did not bother to get anyone up. The next morning rolls around and the day moves along as most Saturdays do. I was up and about feeling very exhausted at 8:30. I woke Aarron up so he could go to work. I took him to work at 10 that morning and was still very uncomfortable and somewhat in pain but didn't mention it to him. Mind you I didn't realize still what was going on. I got home from dropping him off and started laundry no easy feat squatting down to do laundry when you have been in labor for 12 hours at this point. My mom noticed that I was in pain and offered to switch the laundry around for me. She asked if I was having contractions and I said "I don't know, maybe?" She told me to sit down and she was going to time them. Apparently time had decided to speed up finally at some point and I had missed the memo. She timed my contractions and they were less then a minute apart...not a good thing when they hospital happens to be at least 30 minutes away.
We hoped in the car and headed straight for the hospital. One of my contractions during that drive was over 3 minutes long I know this because I was counting slowly to get through my contractions. That is how I deal...I suffer in silence through my pain but I cope. Anyways we got to the hospital at 1:50 and I was dilated to a 10 and 100 % effaced. They popped my water and then it was just a matter of getting Aiden's head to stop hitting my pelvic bone. I pushed for about 50 minutes but once the doctor came in it was like that whole time had been wasted. He came right in as I pushed pulled up Aiden's head over my pelvic bone and out the boy came. He was born at 3:00 p.m. on January 7, 2006. Aarron had told a coworker that I would have Aiden that day. Apparently they had all been betting on when our little guy would come. Aarron missed Aiden's birth by just minutes because they had closed the door on him. The hospital didn't know that it was Aarron trying to come into the room. It is sad that he missed Aiden's birth but he was in the room right after his birth and was the second person to hold Aiden...I was the first of course. That day changed our lives and Aarron has been the most amazing daddy in the world. I love him so much and am so grateful to have him in our lives!
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