This time 6 years ago, I was admiring my first born child - Owen Glenn Lyford. He was born at 9:20am on October 30, 2003. It is a day I will never forget! I remember telling a co-worker earlier in the week that I was ready for Owen to be here. So, after school that day, we went out for a pedicure. The lady at the pedicure place commented on how "huge" I was. I was like, "gees lady! thanks!". Well, that night I started having contractions but they were sporadic and anywhere from 20-30 minutes apart. The next morning, I go up and dressed and headed to school. Around 9am that morning (Wed., Oct. 29th) I wasn't feeling too hot and called my OB/GYN. She said, let's be safe and come on in. So, we drove down to Conroe (we were in Huntsville at the time). We get in right away and sure enough, I was at 2 cm and having contractions abou 3-5 minutes apart. The dr told me to head to Target and walk for an hour, then report to the hospital. So...doctor's orders were followed! At 12noon, October 29th, I was admitted into the hospital. I hadn't had lunch or anything and was STARVING! But NO food was allowed, only those WONDERFUL ice chips! Well, they monitored me through the afternoon and started the petosin at some point that afternoon. My contractions got heavier but I didn't dialate. So...I went through the night and by 7am, my contractions were every 30-60 seconds but I still wasn't dialated past a 2. My doctor came in and the nurse had the nerve to tell her that she thought I could go another few hours to see if I would dialate. I started crying immediately. The contractions were horrible; I had not be allowed to have an epideral because I wasn't dialated enough. I was beyond tired and ready to be un-pregnanted! Well...the doctor basically kicked the nurse out and we had a heart to heart! By 8:30 am, I was being prepped for surgery. At 9am, I was wheeled into the operating room and Owen was delivered at 9:29 am, October 30th, weighing 7lbs 11oz and 20 1/2 inches long. See...told you it is a day I wouldn't forget! Starting contractions on a Tuesday night and not having him until that Thursday morning was not too good. But...the outcome was WONDERFUL!
In these six years, I have gotten to watch Owen discover many new and exciting things. I truly can't believe he is already 6 years old and in kindergarten. Where, oh where, did the time go? I am posting a picture of when he was born and one that was taken recently. Enjoy!
