Wednesday, August 25, 2010
My Firstborn, Plus A Give-Away!
Do you remember the birth of your firstborn? If you’re a parent (or even if you’re not), do you have any fun birthing stories to share? That’s the question posed today for Working Mom Wednesday.
In response to the question, I thought to myself, I’ve written about this before! So I decided to post an excerpt from my book, Chasing Superwoman:
I decided to walk, a fifteen-minute stroll from my office, to what I thought would be an uneventful checkup. If I was lucky, maybe I would be dilated. All of my sisters agreed I shouldn’t get too anxious with my first delivery, so I was playing it cool. To my surprise, after a quick exam, the doctor immediately recommended that I proceed with a C-section. Nick’s position had shifted, and labor could be high risk. I went back to the office and started crying. I wasn’t ready to deliver a baby. I hadn’t even cleaned off my desk. So I proceeded to do what most expectant mothers do twenty-four hours before delivering their firstborn: I put on my best poker face and went to take a deposition.
I was in the midst of contentious litigation. Opposing counsel, a Jerk Lawyer, looked at me straight in the eye prior to the deposition and said, “When’s the baby coming?”
I lied, “In a couple of weeks.” I couldn’t let him see that I was weak and vulnerable. I could cry later. Now, it was time for Lady Lawyer to take care of business. For Lady Lawyer, there are certain advantages to being pregnant. I find that most witnesses are eager to spill their guts and make damaging admissions to a pregnant woman. I appear sweet, innocent, and harmless. All I want is the truth. A pregnant lawyer is a sheep among wolves. My motto? “Be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves.” (Matt 10:16)
By the time I finished the deposition, I had regained my composure and hadn’t let my guard down. I couldn’t give Jerk Lawyer that satisfaction. But I was still unprepared. And scared. Even though I had the advice of my older sisters, I wished I hadn’t skipped all those birthing classes. Besides, I had gotten comfortable wearing my lawyer cape. Would a mommy cape even fit?
Chapter 3, pp. 50-51.
For the rest of the story, you’ll have to read the book. Here’s the good news: there’s a give-away TODAY at one of my favorite blog sites, All in a Day’s Thought. Thanks much to author Wendy Paine Miller for her friendship and thoughtful review.
So, do you have any interesting birthing stories?
Were you calm and prepared?
Or, like me, were you completely unprepared and terrified?
(By the way, Nick is now 9 years old, but the photo above was taken just hours after his birth! Isn’t he gorgeous? Just looking at this picture makes me want number 4!)