Final exams for nursing school were on December 12, 1980. I finished my final, knowing the every two minute contractions that I was having through the exam could easily turn into real labor since my due date was December 15, 1980.
I saw Dr. Bradley on Tuesday December 16, with concerns of going overdue and not being able to finsih my last semester of school. She stripped my membranes. I had been 3 cm. and 80% for weeks. I had not even had an ultrasound with this pregnancy, and had no idea what the sex was, however, we did not even have a boys name picked out, only girls names.
On December 17, 1980 I was in bed, but awake. Bill had gotten ready for work, and at exactly 8AM he was opening the front door to head for work. At that moment, I had the first REAL contraction and asked him if he could wait a minute to see if it was gonig to be the real thing. It was. The contractions started at 8AM and were every 3 minutes. I had gotten dressed and laid on the bed at 8:20 to call Dr. Bradley to tell her that I was in labor. I wanted to make the beds, but Bill insisted that we leave, which was one of the best times I could have chosen to agree with what he said. As we drove to St. Vincent Hospital, I squeezed one of his fingers with each contraction, he was quiet and probably quite nervous. He dropped me at the ER door to park the car. The ER staff had me wait in a wheelchair in the hallway. I told them that I had a lot of pressure, I was immeidately rushed to L&D.
My nurse, Marlene, was a friend of mine who I had worked with. She casually told me to change, which I couldn’t do. Bill was not there yet (he was still parking the car). The nurses came in the room, helped me changed and quickly checked me. I was completely dilated and was crowning!! They rushed me to the delivery room, I asked where was Bill. They told me he was changing into scrubs and would be right in. They rushed him in.
Dr. Bradley was in the delivery room next to where I was and ready to make the incision for a C/Section. She was called out to come deliver me. Bill was there, and they told me to push. I never had any feeling of needing to push, even though I didn’t have anything for pain. I pushed about four times and it was a GRL at 9:23 AM……Apgars were 8&9. My entire labor was one hour and twenty three minutes long.
She was so pretty and pink. They asked her name, we had not decided. We said Mary Elizabeth or Sarah Elizabeth. Everyone in the room voted on Sarah Elizabeth, so there she was, 8′ 15 oz. bald, and pink and pretty. I never even needed a Tylenol after delivery, I didn’t feel like I had even had a baby.
The first time she was brought into the room she looked so filled out and perfect compared to her older brother, who was long and lean. Bill said, “She is a MOOSE….” So she had a nickname for a short time of MOOSE!!! That was replaced by Lilly Belle.
She was a perfect, pretty baby and slept long hours. If allowed she would take eight hour naps and was very calm. I realized that I had a real weakness for all baby clothes that were pink, ruffled and sweet. Today she is 32 years old and it truly seems like just a few years ago that she was born.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!!! I LOVE YOU!!!