Everything was going wrong and I just didn't know why. On the fourth of October I started to feel some pain and I wasn’t too sure what it was because I wasn’t due until the last week of November. I got scared and I went to the hospital. My aunt went with me since my parents and my son’s father were all out of the country. I got to the hospital about 9 PM and that’s when my water broke. I knew then that whether or not I liked it, my baby was going to be coming soon, although I kept thinking it wasn’t possible because I wasn’t really prepared for his early arrival.
I was so upset and I felt like everything was going wrong. I wasn’t planning on conceiving. From the beginning, I had all-day morning sickness. I had even been rushed to the ER once for extreme heartburn. And now this, my water breaking early. Everything seemed as if it was going downhill.
When my doctor saw me, she said, “Charlien, as much as we would like you to go to term, it seems as if he is going to be premature.” She said they would have to deliver him. I started to cry because I knew I wasn’t ready and I thought he wasn’t either.
My doctor did a sonogram and as my luck would have it, I would have to get a C-section. I was so scared. Around 3:30 AM, on October 5, I was sitting on the operating table waiting to get the injection to numb me and I was having really bad contractions. The anesthesiologist couldn’t give me the injection because I couldn’t keep still. After a few attempts I was numb and I felt relief.
At 4:19 AM, I heard the doctor say he was here, my four-pound, one-ounce baby boy, Jaden. I was happy and sad; was experiencing every emotion possible all at once. Fortunately, he was breathing on his own, his heart was OK, and everything was working the way it should. My baby was released 13 days later. Now, he is my very busy toddling 14-month-old!