Kenny's Birth - Part 1

As promised a little story about a not-so-little boy.....

Jim and I had been married two years and decided it was time to get pregnant. It didn't take long and we saw no reason why it wouldn't go along without a hitch! Things did go well - I craved lime (which translated to Tex-Mex in Bham) and slept alot. My blood pressure started going up in about my 6th month - I had lots of doctor visits and they drew blood every time. I have since lived in other towns that didn't have the lab right the office and I've learned what a blessing that was. I had more frequent visits that all the other mommies - the doctor was watching my blood pressure.

Just to let you know - I wasn't worried. I remember telling someone later that I had 5 sonograms and they were surprised. She told me she would have been worried! I just didn't know any better.

At about 32 weeks, the doctor put me on partial bedrest. This meant alot of time on my left side (I thought I'd lose my mind trying to sleep on my left side!) and watching TV. Mimi came to visit and attend my baby showers. We went to the mall and she made me use a wheelchair! I felt fine! I didn't need a wheelchair! It seems so silly.

One night while Jim was at work (he went in at midnight,) I started to have the worst indigestion. I got up and took some antacids and tried to go to sleep but I just couldn't. I tossed and turned and finally got up and lay on the couch. None of this is out of the ordinary for an expecting mom and I was watching for the pain under ribs that would signal a preeclampsia problem.

Jim came home early (about 6:30) and we called the doctor. I had an appointment that day at 10:00 but he told me to come in at 8:00. Jim woke up Mimi and told her we had to go! At this point I was ready to get something, anything in me that would help so I couldn't believe it that Mimi was taking a shower! I wasn't taking a shower! Mimi has since told me that she had no idea when she would get to shower again.

Off we went to downtown Birmingham....