After months of planning, excitement, and much anticipation...today, Nicole is a mom. As I write this, I'm not holding back the tears. (my coffee is beginning to taste salty!) Yesterday was such a roller coaster of emotions, phone conversations, text messages, prayers, thoughts...I've been trying to recap them over and over in my head...
Friday, May 15th, 2009 (times are approximate)
8am- Nicole called me and says her contractions started at 4:30am. We talk until 8:30am when
she calls her doctor.
8:35am- she calls me back to say her doctor is having her come into the office for examination.
9:00am- I talk w/Rhonda(friend) and catch up with her on the happenings in our lives for past
2 weeks.
11:45am- My brother calls me to say they have admitted Nicole to hospital and gives me a
number where I can reach her(she wants to hear from me)
12 noon- I call Nicole. We talk for couple of minutes and she says she'll call me back.
1:15pm- Nicole calls me. They have her checked in and settled in. We talk for some time. Ann
(Dallas' mother) is with her. Dallas has been called.(10 min. away at work) Paula
(Nicole's dearest friend and the 'God mother') is on her way, but is 2 and a half hours
away.
1:30pm- They give her something in her IV to help her relax. I'm still on the phone with her,
thinking how cool it is that she's in labor and they allow her to be talking on a cell
phone! Suddenly, she thinks EVERYTHING I say is a hoot...the medicine's kicking in.
We sniggled and snickered until I could no longer understand a thing she was saying!
She assures me she's fine and will call me when something happens.
1:45-7:00pm- These hours drug by and I piddled with everything known to mankind, to try and
and stay busy...to only check the time...a million times...wondering if she was suffering
during these hours.
7:00pm- I call my brother to see if there's been any word. "things are progressing", he says.
7:30pm- I text Paula to see what's happening...she says Nicole is doing great.
8:15pm- Paula texts me and says..."here we go!", "I'll call you when it's over and I get back
outside".
9:00pm- Bryson Ray Hopper is born, weighing in at 6lbs. 60z. and 20 inches long!
9:45pm- Brother calls to give me the news
10:00pm- Nicole calls me and is ecstatic! She gives me the 'lowdown'. Dallas and Paula stayed
with her through the actual birth. And Dallas didn't passout!! U go boy!!
Both mother and son are healthy and happy...oh, and Dallas, too. And the three become a family................Congrats, you guys and may God bless you, every day. I'll be down next weekend to meet my little great nephew. Until then, much love...and blessings!
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