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By Ricochet (Debbie Lynn)
It all began two days before, in 1991. I had been to the hospital twice already in the last few weeks, awaiting my first child's birth. This was trip number three and I was getting really discouraged. I was having severe back pains, was the size of a beached whale (I had gained 65 lbs), and was wondering if there was something I was doing wrong. My obstetrician had told me that the baby was dropping, but my water hadn't broke and my cervix wasn't opening up. All we could do for now was wait.
We went back home again, only to turn around 3 hours later and return. My water had finally broken. At the hospital, the doctor was beside herself. My water hadn't gushed out, but was trickling. She had to finish the tearing of the mucous and then wait for the contractions to become regular.
I lay in labor for over two days, with regular contractions, my cervix was completely dialated, but the baby wasn't descending.
Finally on the night of the 14th, the doctor told me it was my decision to either wait and see what happens or to go in for an emergency C-section. We opted for the C-section. I could lay there no longer.
So, at 10:29 PM Feruary 14, 1991, my son, Dustin Lyn Cox, came into this world. I couldn't have and never will ask for a better Valentine's Day gift in the world.
Debbie Lynne aka Ricochet
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