As I think back on my life, a few points stand out as significant. The day I graduated high school, the day I moved away from my parents house, and my wedding day. But above all, one of the most significant times I can remember in my life is the day I found out that I was pregnant with our first baby. I remember that when my mother-in-law first told me that she thought I was pregnant I didn 't believe her. I was not sick, I didn 't feel pregnant. She and my fiance were the ones that were getting sick every morning. One morning she handed me a pregnancy test. Reluctantly, I took the test. I didn 't even have to wait the two minutes, the test basically screamed at me that I was, in fact, pregnant. I came out of the bathroom in tears and the …show more content…
I was tired all the time, my feet and my back hurt, and at the end of the day my feet and ankles would be swollen. I felt like I was a turtle on its back when I would try and get out of bed in the morning. Just a few more months and I would be able to hold the baby that was making my body feel so tired. One week before my due date I had a checkup. I went in feeling fine. I had no idea what was about to happen. The doctor checked my cervix and told me that I would not be going home today. I was in labor and I had no idea. I was already dilated to five centimeters. I called my husband who was at work at the time and told him then news. My mother-in-law and I went straight to the hospital and checked me into the O.B. department. They started me on an I.V. and hooked me up to a machine that would monitor my daughter 's heartbeat and my contractions. I was in labor and making phone calls to cancel my baby shower, that was planned for later that day. My mother-in-law was on her phone trying to get ahold of my husbands grandpa. He was away camping with some family members but he really wanted to be here for the birth of his first great-granddaughter. I remember a few hours later that I knew for sure that I was in labor. I was starting to get contractions. The nurses made me walk around the hospital and even though all I wanted to do was lay in bed. I didn 't want an epidural but I did get some pain medicines in my I.V. that helped ease the pain from the contractions. The nurses were waiting for my water to break, but it never did naturally, so the doctor had to break it herself. I was in active labor for about eleven hours by the time I got to hold my beautiful daughter. In the room with me was my mother-in-law, my husband and my husbands grandma. That was the best support team I could have possibly asked for. I would not have been as strong as I was without them holding my hands, helping me. My daughter was
Laying on the operating table, the bright white lights above my head were giving me a headache. I could hear the concerned but stern voice's of the doctors all around me. I could feel my boyfriend clinching my hand to let me know he was there. The room was spinning. A tear or two rolled down my cheek as I worried about what would happen within the next few moments. The loud clinking of the medical equipment echoed in what seemed to be an emtpy room. I just wanted this c-section to be over with so I could go home with my little girl. I needed everything to be ok with her and with me. The longer I laid there on the table, the more concerned I became.
Dr. Wright asked me if I was okay, and not wanting to say that I wasn't, I answered yes. My body started to shake, and I felt like I was in an icebox. I have never been so scared in my whole life, and fear covered me like a thick heavy blanket. The nurses strapped both of my arms down so that I wouldn't move, and an oxygen mask was placed over my nose and mouth. A green sheet was raised high, and positioned in front of me to conceal me from surgery. The anesthesiologist issued me more anesthesia, and I felt a cold rush as is dispersed throughout my body. I don't know if it was my nerves or the way the mask that was placed on my face, but I could hardly breathe correctly. I felt like my fear of dying was coming true, but I wasn't going to go without a fight. I could not get the energy to mutter any words to let the nurses know that I could not breathe, so I started to wiggle my nose and mouth to position the oxygen mask away from my face. Since all of the healthcare professionals were positioned on the other side of the green sheet, they didn't notice what I was doing. Breathing deeply, I relaxed as I could finally breathe normally with the oxygen mask on the side of my face. I was alone in that room, and I had no idea what they were doing to me. I prayed what seemed like 15 prayers for it to be over, and be able to see Kai already. Suddenly, I heard a faint whimper and a rush of footsteps. I looked around trying to get a glimpse of what was happening. A minute later I see this beautiful, flushed faced little baby being placed in my view by his father and every negative emotion left my body. The noise in the room fell silent, and it was just him and I. I was in love, and I could not stop smiling. I lifted my arms to hold him, forgetting that I was still strapped down. I continued to stare into his angelic face with joy, and I vowed that no harm will ever come to my son. Randy
The moment in time when I realized that I was never going to have a Father like the rest of my friends changed the course of my life. As a young boy it was difficult coming home after a baseball game where each of my friends dads were there to cheer them on. I was left with the Father that was incapable of working or even getting himself out of bed. My fathers illness showed me to never take life for granted because one day your life can be normal and another day you're best days have already past.
The moment I found out I was pregnant with William at 18 - I knew my life would never be the same- it was one of those life defining moments.
The day that changed my life. It was 7am that morning I woke up and got my black dress on with white lace at the top. I waited for my dad and brother to get ready as I waited I sat and thought to myself “how am I going to get through this today?” I never did find an answer to that question and I probably never will. I walked into the funeral home that morning, and with my family we entered the room this was the very last time I will ever get to see my grandma. She laid there as I stood there looking at her, granddaughter to grandma. She looked completely like herself mostly other than the makeup which wasn’t her at all. My grandma was apostolic which if you knew my grandma you would know she never wore make up. Not in her entire life all 94 years of it. But it was kind of relieving to see her look so peaceful she looked like herself in her handmade rose colored blouse and
So, I told my doctor I wanted to be induced. After all, my due date was only two weeks away and only five percent of women give birth on the day determined by their doctors. When I was finally there, I looked at the outside, the hospital was set in a suburban – like area, and when I went inside the building, I was in a welcoming ultramodern facility. I went straight to the labor and delivery section where they said my doctor had gone out of town; nobody believed that I was supposed to be induced that day. It took them like 15 minutes to confirm what I had told them, to finally decide to take me to a room to connect all kinds of tubes to my body. I went into the room; it looked very comfortable, but it was freezing. I lay on the typical hospital bed, one of those that make sleeping and resting easier.
It was the happiest feeling that I have ever felt in my life, and as time came near for me to have my son the feeling became greater and greater. When I heard one of the nurses saying “Were ready, she’s now nine centimeters”, I began to get very anxious and excited at the same time. Although I was beginning to get happy I was still in disbelief as all of it was happening. I see the nurses preparing themselves. I just said to myself, “oh yeah its happening alright”. I was about to become a mother which was so unreal to me and nerve racking because I had no idea how to love or be mother. My heart became full of so many emotions, however the thought that dominated my mind was that I had to be the best mother I can be so my son could grow up and be the man he was destined to
“I love you.I love you too.” Those are the words I will hear my parents say to each other every morning. Up until my seventh grade year , my life was pretty close to perfection. My parents would wake my sister up for school. We would wake up early in the morning to pray as a family.After prayer, my Mom will make breakfast. My Dad would gather my sister and I to set the table , then we would eat as a family and day would get started. Dad would go off and drive to work. My Mom would drop my sister and I at school then she would go off to work. Everything slowly started to change once I got to middle school. My Dad didn’t start coming home to till really late. I never really went to sleep. Occasionally, I would look out my
The car accident will always be a major moment in my life because of what it showed me. That accident gave me visual proof that God has a plan for everyone and everything has a reason or hidden message. Just when I was coming to a point in my life where I was beginning to see where I fit in at school, it reminded me to cherish every moment has though it was my last, because I don’t know when it’ll be over.
I was in my final year at high-school. I was only seventeen and the pressure of knowing that the outcome of school results would determine my whole life ahead finally got to me. I snapped. One day, in the absence of my parents, I ran away from home, hoping never to return.
“An Event Which Changed My Life” An Event which changed my life, well when, I think back on my life there’s Many changes for the good and some were bad but, there were some learning experiences that help make me a better person. The events in my life, was dealing with the Birth and The Death of my first daughter. The First, Event was the birth of my first daughter it, was a joyous event in my life.
Whenever we were kids, we didn’t quite understand situations as well as we would now as adults. No matter how many questions we asked at that young age, we were still left puzzled. That’s how I felt as a child whenever one of the most tragic moments in my life occurred. I was too young to see how severe the situation was at the time, but now, after growing up, I can understand the misery and depression my family felt.
My father is a mathematics teacher and everyone presumed that I also have a bright mind like my father. But the truth was quite bitter. Even though I was brought up with all the facilities a child could get, still I was an average student. This was my parents’ deepest despondency. I was a student with good knowledge and memory, but my indolence always dragged me to average standard.
Every person experiences a special moment in the life for the first time. My special moments include learning to play a song on the guitar for the first time, hitting a golf ball for the first time, and being the first member of my family to be born in Canada. One special moment that stands out the most to me would be receiving my acceptance letter to attend university. Being accepted meant I would be the first person in my family with a winning chance to obtain a university degree. Before I was born, my family had been sponsored to Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan after fleeing the civil war in Cambodia in the early 1990 's. Immediately after arriving in Canada my Mother, at 18 years old, had to find a job and start working to
Everyone has a memorable unforgettable moment in their life time and will charish that momement as long as they live. I am one of those many with a memorable loving moment. I will never forget it and happy to share it with others. It has been one of many favorite moment in my life. That it even open my heart to be happy and always thankful.