I will forever remember Monday, August 9, 1999, after waiting 8 years, being 41 1/2 weeks pregnant my amazing OB/GYN, Dr. Lunn decided I needed to be admitted and labor induced. I admit it scared me to have labor induced but this baby wasn't coming on it's own and this was a GOD thing, his plan. I was woken up early that morning with contractions but it was time to get ready which for me included taking a shower, fixing my hair and putting on makeup. I had spent the day before totally cleaning the entire house so I was ready and excited. I took one last view of the baby's room and placed my hand on my tummy and said, "OK baby this is the day, this is it, the moment I've waited so long for and at last after 9 months to see you face to face" I had dreamed of what it would be like to look into my baby's eyes for the first time. I didn't know if I would be bringing home a Kayla Dawn or a Jeremy Ray. We arrived promptly at 7am and was excited to be hooked up to the monitors and see the baby in birth position. Dr. Lunn came in at 8am to break my water, talked for a bit about the day and said she would be back. The nurse came in shortly thereafter, put me on my side, gave my oxygen to see if it would raise the baby's heart rate and left. I honestly didn't think anything about it because they told us in birthing class that could happen. The next vision was the nurse come back in with a guy in a mask and say, "Dr. Lunn doesn't like what she is seeing and wants to do an emergency C-section" now that scared me. Dr. Lunn came in to explain that the baby was in fetal distress and needs to be delivered. I calmed down. It was amazing at exactly 9am, I could hear my baby cry for the first time and was told we had a baby boy and after they checked out Jeremy I got to see him face to face, glance into his eyes and wonder what is he thinking. It was God's plan, he knew J was going to be born on August 9 and with hydrocephalus, so me being induced allowed us both to be monitored instead of me being home and going into labor so the first sign of distress we were off for a C-section. Jeremy didn't have a traumatic birth experience. I can't imagine my life without Jeremy and can truly understand the dept of a mom's love for her son. Happy Birthday to my amazing son, Jeremy Ray and I am grateful beyond words that God sent you to my life. You have inspired me, taught me more than I could have ever learned on my own....
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