There's no better Love

Meet Jace! It's no secret, as you can tell, that during the past two years I was missing, I gave birth to a7lb 12oz, 20in. long handsome baby boy. It was an unexpected surprise but a lovely gift. He's about ten months now and it has been a challenge for the most part. But before I go into that, I'll give you a little insight on the pregnancy stage.

PREGNANCY

Miami carnival 2009, was when I think I initially started to feel weird, I felt extremely lazy and tired, but I thought it was the scorching Miami sun. When I got back, I felt nauseous every morning and began to vomit while at work, and I kept telling myself that it couldn't be that, yes, I was in full denial and definitely nervous. I decided to finally just take a pregnancy test and of course it just confirmed what i already knew. I was hysterical because I knew my life was going to be different from that moment on. It was alot to be prepare for, in fact I don't even think anyone could ever prepare for everything. But the pregnancy itself was tough, from the vomiting to the mood changes to the kicking and swollen feet.
It was an experience I will never forget, right down to nearly having my stomach pressed against the bus railing because my stomach wasnt huge and not one man offering a seat. But I'm a WOMAN, we are strong, we do this! All in all it was a very emotional time for me, and i thank a whole lot of people who were there from day 1 and made sure I was ok and well. I could never thank them enough, and a very special thanks to Tee who was always there when I needed her for anything, right down to wiping my tears and not saying a word and of course Kabby for loving me at work.

LABOR

When I think of the morning I woke up with contractions it felt unreal. A couple of days after my due date and the last few weeks I felt anxious and most of all I needed him out of me, I beared all that I could for the pregnancy. And that morning came, texted the mister and said "yeah so I think I'm gonna go to the hospital today." Walked to the back and told Tee "umm so yeah I think I'm having contractions and might go to the hospital," she looked at me with a blank stare "so I'm gonna just take a shower." I don't think neither of us knew what was exactly said.

I thought I had this, laid down and started breathing and staying calm until I was told I should go to the hospital. The mister picked my back pain. swollen foot. anxious ass up to go. And good thing cause I was 4cm dilated, and refused the drugs for the extreme pain I was trying to contain. BIGGEST mistake! It was so rough, I gave in to the epidermal and I had an HOUR of heaven, but yes only ONE hour of amazing comfort. Unfortunately, I was one of the unlucky ones. I screamed, I cried, I bit & squeezed arms & hands, I tried to climb up walls, break the handrails, basically I was HURTING. Til this day I get knots in my stomach just thinking bout it.

After hours of screaming for my mom, for Mikhail, for ANYONE that could help me, I told them I was ready to get him out, and though they told me I wasn't set yet, I KNEW it was time and I HAD to push. You guys could never grasp the concept of labor unless you experienced it for yourself.

A lot of breathing and pushing, more breathing and pushing, my son JACE R. LIVERPOOL push right through me and boy was I glad, and definitely exhausted, that I didn't even want to hold him. ( don't make that face, that does not make me mean )








That was the longest ten months in my life, and yes a full term pregnancy
is actually 40 weeks, but the prize was well worth it.