SO, maybe i should start from the beginning. several months ago i offered to help a girl i know in my ward with her labor. she was pregnant with no one to be there for the birth. since i had a similar situation with elise, i didn't think she should be alone. i just wanted to be there to help her with whatever she needed, wanted and in general to make it the best possible birth possible.
i spent some time with her. we went over her birth plan. we discussed everything i could think of for her labor and delivery. we went and toured the hospital where she would have the baby and were both quite impressed with how nice and friendly they were. i was excited as was she and then we waited. and waited some more. i kept the mister's cell phone with me everywhere i went just in case she would call. and then more waiting.
then this week came. i've been pulling alot of morning shifts at the gym and the mister was scheduled to work the 5am shift. that meant having to get all of us up at 3am to drive the mister to work, come home and get a little sleep before getting up and going to work, doing my usual daily routine and then crash into bed around 10:30-11pm to do it all over again. so by thursday when i got the call at 2am that she was in labor, i was tired but seriously ready for this baby to be born. i rushed to the hospital, she checked in, we walked the halls, bounced on the birthing ball and then tried to rest. by 9am when the doctor came in to check how far she progressed, we were pretty irritated to find out that she was still only a 2. uh. back home we went and off for me to run errands, work out and go to work. by 6pm, i couldn't even see straight. i hadn't heard from her so i went home and was in bed by 9pm.
out. cold.
i woke up friday morning to michelle hitting me and yelling that the phone had been ringing and could i please answer it. (apparently, it was really annoying her) i looked to see who had been calling and found it to be the girl's mother. i called her back only to find out that the girl i was trying to help, had the baby in the middle of the night! yeah. seems that they had been calling since 9:45pm. all night long and they even had someone come to my house and ring the door bell for awhile to see if i'd answer. what the crap. i was so tired that i really slept through multiple phone calls and a door bell? seems so. when i checked to see why i didn't hear the cell phone (that thing is LOUD) the battery had died. i then called the mister to see if he had heard the phone ring when he got up to go to work. he said no but that he did hear the message saying that she was in labor at 9:45pm but what did he do? wake me up (which seems like the logical thing to do)? nooooo, he left me a sticky note on my alarm clock. (who does that? really, who does that!?) oh it's gets better, the note blew off from our fan and lodged between my nightstand and bed. i'm not kidding. i can't even make this crap up. (and don't even think of asking me why the mister would leave me a note.)
so, i missed it. i missed everything. do you even understand the sheer amount of upset that i'm experiencing right now? like LIVID mad. so mad that i don't have words to even express the amount of pissed i am. uhhhhhh! so so lame.
how cute is this belly?
so, i tried. i really did.oh, and my temp teeth make me look like a freak!
how could i have missed the birthof this sweet little girl?
makes me so sad...
