Today August 10th is another memorable day for me. It is the day my first born, Sara Elizabeth was born. 56 years ago. What a day it was. I remember I was going to go to Mass that morning because it was Sunday. My husband advised me against going. He was home on leave from the Marines to experience the birth of his baby, too. His time was almost up as I had passed the due date the doctors gave me. I really wanted to go to church that day and was upset that he wouldn't bring me so I went back to bed. It wasn't long after that when I decided to change positions and my water broke. If I had gone to Mass, it would have happened at 8:10 a.m. and I am sure I would have caused a commotion. So glad that sometimes others have more sense than I do. Even though I get stubborn and ornrey, I soon get over it. Luckily, we were at my mother's home and she knew what to do. We headed to Oak Knoll hospital in Oakland to deliver our baby. Since my baby was breach (which was discovered on my last visit when X-Rays were taken by a new young doctor) , the birthing process would take a lot longer than most. During the day, five doctors came to see me and my situation. They looked at the X-Rays and decided my frame could handle the delivery. I didn't deliver my precious baby girl until 11:58 p.m. I remember lying on a table with my legs stretch out length wise in straps, not the usual bent position while the two doctors attending me in the delivery room played cards and made bets about the birth and how big the baby would be. Today I would have had a Caesarian section because she was so long she couldn't turn and she came out butt first. Quite an experience for a first time mother. I have to say the experience was less than pleasant as some of the nurses were quite cruel in their demeanor and words. I was treated with no mercy. When the day came to go home, I was extremely happy. The only good thing about it was the cost. I think it was a whooping $5 some odd cents. But believe me I paid my dues during the ordeal. But as they say, you forget all of the distress when the baby is handed to you and you get to nuture the new bundle of joy. She was precious, loved and cared for.
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