Remembering My 1st Born...

I was 19 when I had my first child!  I know, I started early, but I thank God for our 13 years together.  I was well prepared to give birth to my first born.  I had taken the classes, read the books, saw the videos, and listened to numerous testimonies.  But there is nothing, (I repeat), nothing like actually experiencing it.  About 3 am I started feeling pains or having contractions.  I politely woke him up, called the doctor and my mother, and we grabbed our already packed bags and headed to the Labor & Delivery Unit.  To my surprise I arrived there just in time.  I had already dilated 6cm!  Which is very important because you have to be at 10 cm to start pushing but you can't be at 8 cm because they won't be able to give you any drugs.  And trust me, you will want them.  I thank God for whoever invented the epidural! Within hours, we had our first baby girl.  She was 21" and 6.5lbs with head full of hair!  It's really a joyous time, but with all the energy it takes and the medication keeping me numb, I really didn't get a chance to hold her right away.  But once I was back to normal and all the post birth test were done, I got a chance to take it all in!  And trying to breastfeed her for the first time....that's a whole different story.