Personal Narrative: My First Child

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Many, things happen in life. Sometimes we are face with difficult situations we think we can’t handle. I went through a very difficult time. But it only took one day to realize how much better my life will be. The day I had my first child was one the best feelings in the world. I never experience so much love and happiness all at once. I felt very blessed even though many things went wrong during the birth. However, everything was worth it because I left the hospital with a healthy baby girl. Around, two in the afternoon on July 3, 2013. I received a call from my doctor stating I will have to be induced around 5 p.m. that day. So many emotions were experience the second I heard that. I felt so excited at the same time unprepared. I began packing my daughter’s diaper bag and got myself prepared for my daughter’s arrival. I then, realized I had no ride to the hospital since my dad was working and my mother couldn’t drive. So me and my mom took the bus to the hospital. Along the way I began to feel contractions, as the bus was getting closer they seemed to be getting even more intense. I was extremely nervous. I was admitted in and felt ready to have my baby. …show more content…

I was so happy. My contractions were getting overly intense I had to get an epidural. While waiting for my doctor to give me the epidural. My water broke, and the nurse knew something was very wrong. Before I had time to ask questions the doctor told me to start pushing. Within three pushes my daughter was welcomed into this world. I later found out my daughter was so distressed, she swallowed her own poop. So they had to stick two tubes down her throat to drain all the toxics out. Overall she was a healthy baby girl weighing six pounds nine ounces born July 3,

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