From Mom
August 7, 1982
3pm-6pm
the next three hours became increasingly more energetic.
breathing soft
hee hee blow blow's
became
hee hee blooowww,
hee hee hee blow,
blow, blow, blow,
hee hee hee blow.
while i never screamed
or raised my voice
i did moan a good deal.
sister cindy prodded
and poked
and at five ish
she determined
based on observation
when the baby's head pushed close enough
for viewing by the naked eye,
that
"the baby has girl hair."
yes your head was peeking out
and then pulling back,
peeking out
and
pulling back,
just the tip top of your
headdy
head
head.
nurses, cindy and dad were holding my legs
up so i could properly push.
i was tired and weak.
they hung in there and pushed with me
for what seemed like days.
more breathing,
moaning,
begging for some pain medication.
NO NO NO.
not for sandy.
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