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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