Born into Her Daddy's Hands
Calvin woke up soon after. I helped him take off his diaper and go potty. He wanted some cereal. My contractions were becoming stronger and more frequent, and I wondered how I would be able to help Calvin get his cereal. Since I felt I needed to lay down, while he waited for me he went in the kitchen and began washing a bowl. I told myself that everything would be okay. . . that whatever happened it would be okay because God was in control. I laid on the bed, closed my eyes, and tried to relax. The doorbell rang. As I walked down the hall to answer the door, a contraction came, and I kneeled on my hands and knees until it passed. I opened the door and felt relieved to see that my husband had made it home already. It was now about 9:45 am. I laid down again. John was going to lay down beside me, but I asked him to help Calvin get some cereal. Shortly after John went in the kitchen, Calvin came back to the bedroom to see me, and brought a pillow with him. He climbed up on the bed and handed it to me. I rested my head on the pillow and hugged it gratefully and smiled and told Calvin thank you. He left and went to eat his cereal. John called the midwife at about 10:00 am and told her that he thought it was time for her to come on out. She asked him if I thought it was time. John asked me, but I didn’t answer (he asked during a contraction), so she asked him to time some contractions. I reminded him to time it from the beginning of one to the beginning of the next. My contractions were three minutes apart and about one minute and 15 seconds long. She told John to give her a call when I got a little farther along and that she was going to try and get a couple more appointments in. We were both surprised that she didn’t come at that time. Some contractions I could handle by closing my eyes and relaxing. For some other contractions I picked a focal point to stare at. My husband asked me what I would like him to do. I didn’t think there would be time to get the pool ready, so I asked him to fill the bath tub. He
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