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 Let me tell you about the day you arrived. You were due to grace us with your presence on November 3. We were very excited and could hardly believe all these little clothes, and furniture would be used for a brand new baby of our very own - very soon! I had my regular checkup at 9:00am on Friday, October 25 at the Maternity Care Clinic where I was examined and told to come back next week for my checkup and that next time would be the indepth checkup where we would feel if the head had dropped and all sorts of wonderful things. Fear not - I thought. I won't be hanging around for that - I'll birth this baby before then ! A couple of days later, on the Sunday, I was cooking roast beef for dinner and had just put the roast potatoes in. Another hour and a half until dinner and Ihad to nip to the bathroom for a quick wee. Funny, I thought, it almost seemed like I had no control over my bladder then. Oh well, could I possibly be, no, it would be more sudden and more of it if my water had broken. Back to the kitchen. Then minutes later, I think I have to pee but barely get there when this was definately it - need I go into detail! I was not in labour - I was so calm. I could not believe it. Here I was - on the verge of having a baby and still it seemed not to have sunk in - I had to laugh at myself! I was quite excited that I phoned my mum with some real news! I told her that the baby would be coming before the next day as the water had broke and she asked me why I wasn't at the hospital. I figured that since I was not in labour and since my lovely dinner was in the oven I was going to hang around and eat first because who knows, I might get checked in, things could change and I wouldn't know where my next meal was coming from... So I waited another 1 ½ hours, ate the food and then got my bag ready and went to the hospital - still no labour Since my water had broken they said to go home and come back the next morning regardless of whether or not I was in labour. I got home and went to bed at 11:00pm. I fell fast asleep and awoke at 3:30am with a mild cramping in my tummy. I went downstairs to watch some TV. By 4:30am I woke your dad and said I don't want to sit on my own anymore as this stuff is picking up a little and I wanted someone to talk to. He came down and we passed time and then he called his folks in England and said we would be going to the hospital shortly. We left for the hospital at about 5:30am and got there about 6:00am. I got hooked up on all the monitors. The labour started to pick up quite well as soon as we got there. Not painful but definately there. After all the forms had been filled and I had been checked in, they decided since I was 4cm dialated and there was a delivery room available that they would put me in the room. I walked up the hall with the support of your dad at 7:30am and then a miraculous thing happened! No sooner had I got my legs on the bed to relax and wait this labour thing out I felt this uncontrollable urge to push and told the nurse. Your dad and the nurse exchanged this look as if to say - no, she can't be ready (I mean, only moments earlier I had been declared 4cm dialated)!! But I knew best and sure enough I was ready to rumble. I quickly flew in to my well drilled breathing patterns and averted the need to push while other hospital staff were called. In moments the room was filled with an audience awaiting your arrival (thank goodness I didn't notice too much at the time). I pushed you out in 3 "easy" yes easy pushes and I was a mom before I was barely in labour. It was now only 7:35am. I could not believe what a wonderful experience it was. I had heard horror stories but chose not to listen or focus on them and now I was a mom. I was speechless - still unprepared to accept that I was going to be a mom and there you were lying on my chest wrapped in a little blanket sucking the world in through your dark, dark blue eyes. I wanted to walk back to my room where I was to stay 1 night but hospital policy dictated that I get in the wheelchair. I had this daft grin on my face as I carried you in my arms and the nurse wheeled me back. I was looking at everyone as if to say, "look, look what I did". It was just so mega and I couldn't wait to find the perfect little outfit to put you in and take you home. I think we did a good job Yasmin. You were meant to be mine and I'll spend my whole life loving you. All my love, mommy XXOXX  This letter is to describe to you the day that you were born. You were expected to arrive into this world on September 29. I asked my mom to come into Calgary from Toronto to be with me since I already had my hands full looking after your sister Yasmin. Nanny arrived bright and early on the morning of Tuesday, September 22. I felt quite heavy carrying you in the sense that I was running about all day after Yasmin, when I carried Yasmin there was no one else in the way of children so I rested when I liked! Anyway, nanny arrived and kept Yasmin occupied a lot while I sat or we would sit and talk. Nothing was happening and at 9:30am on Friday, September 25 off I trotted to the Maternity Care Clinic for my regular check-up where I was examined and told that nothing was happening yet and they would let me go until October 5 then induce me if you had not shown up by then! "Fear not", I said, the baby will be here before then. They humored me! After that, (you) me, nanny and Yasmin drove across the street to the mall for a browse around and some breakfast for nanny as she hadn't eaten yet. We all sat down at a muffin place and had a treat and some coffee, your dad was still at work. We browsed around and Yasmin threw a tantrum and would not let nanny carry her so I had too. So there I was carrying all 29 lbs of pregnancy weight and 28 lbs of Yasmin - phew! We left and went home by late morning. Maybe all that carrying set something off. I felt kind of strange late that night, some mild tummy upset (which is expected when delivery is near) and weakness. Anyway, I was up with your dad on the Saturday morning at 5:00 am. I told him that I felt different and laughed that this could be the day. We think I had some contractions and I started timing them with nanny for a laugh but they were so weak and scattered that I gave up on that idea. Daddy got home from work sometime around 10:00 am (he worked a short shift but was on call for remainder of day). I just sat around talking with nanny and playing with Yasmin as I felt too heavy that day to stand about too much. Some time around noon we recorded some contractions (or what we thought were contractions, they were very weak) and at 2:15 pm I decided that my intuition was telling me to go to the hospital to get checked out just in case I was in labour - I just had a gut feeling. Off we went to the hospital and arrived there at about 2:50 pm. I kind of leaned on the desk on the maternity ward and exclaimed, "I think I might be in labour". They just looked at me as if to say, "yeah right" but decided to hook me up to the monitor just to be sure. Sure enough I was 4 cm dialated already and the graph showed some contractions and wouldn't you know it but as soon as I got to the hospital it was as if you knew it was safe to come because contractions were mild but regular and getting stronger. They decided to keep me in. Your dad went off to register me in to the hospital and then he came back and phoned nanny who was at home looking after Yasmin. Nanny was very excited. It was very busy that day in the hospital and they did not have a delivery room for me so they quickly put a room together in some kind of examination room as I told them that Yasmin came quickly and I was progressing along quickly with you. My doctor arrived and checked me about 3:50 pm and said, "we can speed this thing right up and break your water now if you like, and the baby should be here in about 20 minutes". "Let's go for it then", I said with a grin. We broke the water and as if by magic those contractions picked up big time. It was great. We had a telephone in the room so we phoned nanny again at home. We told her you were coming soon. We hung up and then prepared ourselves for your arrival. The nurse got the laughing gas ready for me and I told your dad to hold his arm stiff for me so I could pull up on it during a contraction that way I could bare them quite easily. It made a distraction from the contracting in my belly to be straining a different muscle in my arm! It wasn't long before I said I will be wanting to push soon. The nurse checked me out and told me that I was only 8 cm dialated and could I hang on. All of a sudden I said, "I want to push". She said, "do you have to, you're only 8 cm". I said, "I do". And she said, "if the baby is coming then just go with it and push". I pushed you out in just a few pushes and at 4:35 pm on Saturday, September 26, 1998, you, my little angel, were born. They placed you immediately on my chest and my eyes just swept over you immediately in awe of the beauty that I had just given birth too. I was elated to hear that I had another daughter! You cried instantly and we phoned nanny - again! We held the phone to you so that the first sound she heard when she picked up the phone was you crying! Nanny cried! Then your daddy cut our cord and you were separated from me in that sense. I held you for at least an hour, going over your entire body, memorizing you, before someone came back to weigh you and measure you and then take you away for your first bath. You were 8 lb 1 oz and 21 inches long. Nanny called granddad with the news. She could not utter a word at first - just cried with joy. Granddad guessed that you had arrived. News of your arrival spread quickly to England to all your other relatives. We stayed in the hospital until lunchtime the next day and then we checked out and came home. Nanny stayed for another 9 or 10 days helping out while I adjusted to having 2 children around - ha - probably never ;-) Welcome to the world my precious little angel! All my love, mommy XXOXX PS: One interesting (but scary) thing. As soon as you popped out the nurse showed us the cord - there was a perfect knot in it that could only have happened early on in the pregnancy when you were small enough to loop your self through. Still, I never had any problems with either of my pregnancies so I thank my lucky stars.. We hope you enjored our birth stories. Did you cry? Mommy cries most times that she reads them!! Silly mommy! She wrote these letters for our Time Capsules that we will open when we are 21 years old.. Don't forget to go to the main page to check out lots of other goodies. Click here to see our Photo Gallery! If you came here via a Webring - thanks. Please sign our guestbook and when we drop by your page we will do the very same thing for you :) Please also visit: Our Adopted Cyberpets
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