Personal Narrative: The Birth Of My Oldest Child

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A event in my life would have to be the birth of my oldest child. I was only 18 years old when I gave birth to my baby girl. I remember this day like it was yesterday. May 4, 2006, I was laying in my bed talking on the phone with my best friend Janice. We was having our normal girl talk when I start having bad abdominal pain. I was telling my friend how bad my cramps was, and she was telling me she think I should tell my mother so I can go to the hospital. But I thought I was a big girl and could handle the pain. I continue to talk on the phone and ignored the pain. The next thirty minutes I told my friend I would call her back because I couldn't take the pain. It was around 9:30p.m., I went into my mother room and told her I was having cramps and I think my baby might be coming. My mother then called my father and we walk to his house to meet him, so we could go to the hospital. The hospital was maybe a good ten blocks from my house. I wanted to walk so they woudn't turn me around if I wasn't dilated enough centimeters. We met with my father and we start walking to the hospital. We got down the street from the hospital and I couldn't walk any more. My father had to run inside the hospital to get a wheel chair. …show more content…

The nurse checked to see how many centimeters I was dilated. When she checked me I was 5cms. I was in active labor my baby heart rate was fine and she was breech. I was scared because I didn't want to have a c-section. The doctors came in to talk to me and my parents to explain what would happen if my daughter didn't turn

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