My mother was sweet and very patient to type up a memory for me today. She is not an avid typer. Mom, thank you for many things over the years: for not killing me, for praying for me, for being faithful, for bringing God into my life as a young girl… even when I didn’t want you to. I love you, admire, and respect you very much. You will notice she uses a different name for me… she’s allowed since she’s mom 😉
I first met Kara when her movements resembled a butterfly fluttering in my abdomen. She was several months old in-utero at that time because I am her mother. Her movements grew as she grew. She was an active baby during the months we shared my body although I didn’t know how active because I had no comparison. She was my first full term child.
I thought she should come out to meet us face to face long before her February 28 due date because it felt like there was no more available space. On February 28, a Saturday, Kara’s dad and I were planning to go to the wedding of my friend Mary. Kara thought we should do a trial run on the exit plans instead. Contractions became consistently 5 minutes apart that morning and we went to the hospital as directed. The nurses all put their hands on my abdomen and said they felt “good strong contractions”, which continued to be at 5 minute intervals and then 4 minute intervals for several hours. That evening the contractions became irregular as Kara deemed practice was over, and we were sent home to wait.
Later the next week we had an appointment with the doctor and he became concerned about the size of this growing baby. We went to radiology on Monday March 7 and they did an Xray of Kara’s head compared to my pelvic inlet. Doctor Bond felt it would be a tight fit and we should report Tuesday morning to be induced but we should be prepared for a possible c-section.
Tuesday morning at 7am we reported to the labor area and they broke my water. Within one hour we had very intense contractions and they continued to get more intense and closer all day. Kara did not like her world under this pressure and after each contraction she braced her leg against my lower rib and stretched. Mid afternoon it was time for me to push her out and we worked on that for more than an hour and a half. She came out at 5:08 pm on the March 8, 1977, a beautiful 8 pound round faced girl with lots of dark hair and she proceeded to win our hearts forever.