My babies are my little miracles! It took me 12 years to get pregnant with my first born daughter. I went to see a fertility specialist several years before and he told me that there was nothing physically wrong with me. He said that when I was ready to get pregnant, come in and he would put me on a fertility pill, and I would get pregnant.

I had always wanted to get pregnant, as soon as I started actually, but it never happened until that night, no matter what I did to try. I even know the song that was playing during her conception. Afroman- Because I Got High! In our room on vacation at the Stratosphere in Las Vegas, Nevada in 2002!
I wasn't ready at the time to get pregnant, but was curious why I had never gotten pregnant before having had previous long-term relationships. I continued to have intercourse with my partner without birth control for 6 years and never got pregnant until I went on vacation to Las Vegas. When I came back, I was pregnant. I thought I had to have stomach flu, but the flu was intermittent and lasted over a week, so I thought, I think I better get a pregnancy test. I did two of them, and both were positive, went to a clinic same thing. I was so surprised. I was not where I wanted to be in my life to have my first baby, but she was on the way so life sent me down a path I had never planned to take.

I instantly became protective of my unborn baby, drinking as much milk as I could to make sure she was as healthy as I could make her. Friends of ours had gotten pregnant and their baby was born with no bones and was dead. They said it was extremely rare, but it scared me so badly that I was drinking more than a baby cow!!
I bought all the best books, and subscribed to all the best baby magazines, and bought classical music, BeBe Sounds to talk and read to her, and began to learn how to be the best mom I could be for my unborn baby.
My baby girl was due in the middle of May but the Nurse Practitioner's father passed away so she had all her patients come in early and induced us. The delivery room was full of visitors all day and into the night as we waited for me to dilate. I didn't very much even after they broke my water and gave me the Potossin. It hurt so bad at times, but I remained under control and made no outbursts like what I had seen on t.v. and in movies. I had a room full of people, and I wasn't going to act that way. I was determined.
My baby was under distress, according to the monitors and the nurses, so they told me to get a little rest because they were going to take her at 8am. It was so hard to rest, every time I'd close my eyes someone would come in. The anesthesiologist had a hard time with the epidural and ended up giving me shots all the way up and down my back before he "found the right spot." I hate needles. I also have a rare blood that puts my babies at risk if I don't get a shot before and after birth so my body will not reject them. O negative, I believe. Anyway, they finally got it in, and when I got to into the delivery room, I could barely breathe. My chest was sooo heavy. It was a scary experience. A few of my babies daddy's friends gave me detailed descriptions of their girlfriends c-section delivery beforehand so I had a visual of what was happening that was not pleasant, but when I heard them pull out my baby and heard her cry I was overjoyed, as I felt the push and move my body around, as they put my guts back in my body. They brought my baby girl over to me and she was the most beautiful little thing I had ever seen, and I started to cry. The took her away so quickly, but I told their dad to stay with her, and not leave her side.

The doctor that was supposed to assist in case of an emergency was not available so we had a new doctor that I had never met before. My beautiful baby girl was born a healthy 8 lbs. 14 oz. The doctor cut her ear, and they put me in a recovery room by myself, and a lady came in and pushed all over my stomach and asked me, "Does this hurt?" I told her it did, and she said, "Good, cause I can't take you in there until you can feel it." It was my first baby, I had no idea what was to expect in the delivery room. That wasn't in What To Expect When You're Expecting. She came back and put me in the room that everyone had been waiting for me to deliver in originally. Then I had to wait some more while I had to watch the nurse wash my baby roughly in a sink and bring her over to me and try to shove her on to my breast. I told her I had it from there, thank you, and never let her leave my side again, except to get pictures in the hospital with her dad. I managed to get her to latch-on and breast fed her for 6 months, until I got pregnant with my second child.
My baby also didn't have her lungs cleared out enough after she was born so luckily our wonderful pediatrician, at the time, caught it and had her go in for x-rays. She had pneumonia, it was so scary, I slept with her on my chest just so I could feel her breathe. She had to have a Nebulizer and medication, but luckily she made it through it. I could not bear to lose my child. I loved her from the moment I found out she was inside me. It was so magical feeling her grow and move inside me, it is was and is the most incredible experience ever to create another life, another human being with their own personality right from the start. She is so precious to me and will always be my first-born baby, a special miracle that I thought I would never have.

My second child came very quickly, in fact, I got pregnant again 6 months after my first baby was born after having intercourse only 6 times in one week period. I was hoping to have a son to protect my daughter so I wanted to get started right away because I had no idea how long it would take to get pregnant with my second. Wasn't so hard the second time around, obviously. This pregnancy other than the morning sickness all throughout the day everyday with every pregnancy, went really well. I had an awesome Ob/Gyn that I totally loved. She was laid back and had a completely different style than the nurse practitioner's style. I had a scheduled c-section, and it went really smoothly, she did a beautiful job. My daughter felt so small compared to my first she was on 7lbs. 7 oz. when she was born, and my doctor immediately let me hold her, I didn't have to wait. She said I was coherent enough, so I didn't have to leave her side, except when I got so tired, the nurses took her for a little bit to get her blood and measurements. They brought her back to me after just a little bit and said, "she is so cuddly." I fell in love with her wee little face when I first saw her in the ultrasound, she was so perfect, and still is, to me. Sweet, and very sensitive. You don't dare raise your voice at her, she will cry like you broke her wee little heart. I love her so much, she is Momma's baby girl forever.
I said before I got pregnant with my daughters that I only wanted to have boys because if I had girls I would probably have a nervous breakdown. But, as a child I spent much time daydreaming and planning my future down to every detail, even how many children and their names and their father. I wanted to have four children, two boys and two girls, Amanda Grace, Ashley Pearl, Johnathon Andrew, and Christopher Michael. I was half way there, to my original plan.
After I had my girls I couldn't imagine my life in a world that wasn't filled with pink and pretty things! Finally though, in March of 2007 I got pregnant again with my first son, and delivered him in late December 2007. When they pulled him out I heard him cry and they said, "Looks like you got a little redhead." I was shocked. I do I said. And they brought him over to me, and I saw him for the first time and my heart melted around his little pinky.

Unfortunately, my Ob/Gyn left the state after the law was passed that made malpractice unlimited in the state, so I had to find a new Ob/Gyn. First, I went to a homeopathic doctor but was treated rudely by one of his staff, and he had never done a c-section before, so I discontinued services with him. So, then I went to a highly respected Obstetric Surgeon who has delivered 1,000's of babies here in this town, and several of my friends babies. He had the doctor that basically fired, assist in the delivery, then the Insurance company paid them, and the doctor that I went to first tried to recharge me for his services during the delivery that he wasn't even supposed to be at. I called up the second Obstetric Surgeon's office and they said that they would take care of it. I still continued to get bills for few months but eventually they stopped. On top of that, the nurse that put in the IV popped the vein in my hand, completely collapsed it, but she came in later and said, " You want your tubes tied?" Because when she was in the room with us, we were talking about how I would go through all this again to have another baby. I told her, "No. I don't." I filled out the paper about my delivery requests like epidural or not, that type of thing and never once did I say that I was ever considering a tubal ligation. As far as I know, she corrected the paperwork and there was no tubal ligation. But, I am not certain.

I would still like to have one more someday, possibly, if the time is right, with the right man. But, if not, I have three of the most precious little humans that I could ever create, and I adore my little eggs!!
I am blessed and I hope when you see my children's faces you see them for the miracles that I see them as.
Children are incredible little humans born with a piece of God in each of them. They are born innocent and good and I think it is our job to protect and love our children and teach them all they need to know to not only survive in a global world, but thrive and succeed.
To become all that they can dream...