free write- 9-27

i am actually really excited for our research paper because of the topic we are doing it over. i am very interested in the holocaust. i don't really know why i like the topic, i guess it is just very interesting to me how someone can be so cruel and kill so many people.  i honestly couldn't even imagine killing thousands of people in one day. on the other foot, i'm not tired today which is unusual, i think i am actually getting used to my schedule but at first it was really hard to get up at 5 in the morning when i was used to getting up at 7. and this is one of my favorite classes that i am taking this semester so i'm sure that helps too. i have two tests tomorrow, one in psychology and one in algebra, so tonight it looks like i will be cooped up in my room until i fall asleep. that is what i did with my lasy psychology test, i was studying in the recliner and fell asleep with notes in hand, and of course brett had to get an awful black mail picture. oh well i need to study more becuase i got a b on the last test, and i'm really shooting for a 3.5 gpa or higher because i really want to get a job right out off school.

Narrative Essay

Chantelle Lamb

Mr. Neuburger

ENG 101-132

4 September 2012

Narrative Essay

The Day That Changed My Life

            January 13^th 2012; the day my life changed dramatically.  This was the day  my beautiful son came into this crazy world.  This is was definitely an adventurous day for me and the rest of my family. I wanted this day to come for the last 9 months. My due date was January 24^th but my booger didn’t want to wait that long. I was very nervous but wanted to have my freedom back. For men who have no idea, it does get really tiring sharing your body with somebody else. 

I woke up around 3:30AM because I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t know why.  I was down stairs on the couch watching TV to try to fall asleep and relax. When I finally got up from the couch, there was a puddle of liquid on the couch.  I was very pregnant and thought I had just peed myself because it has happened it the past, but the liquid didn’t smell like pee, it really didn’t smell like anything.  I assumed my water had been leaking, and since this was my first pregnancy, I really had no idea.  I was so excited because this was the day I could finally be free in my own body.  I already had a suit case packed and ready to go because I knew I was going to have him anytime. 

I felt so nasty because I really didn’t know what was going on, so I went upstairs to wake up Brett.

“Babe go back to bed, your water isn’t leaking.”  he said

“Are you kidding, get up and let’s go!!” I snapped back at him

I was not happy because I was very tired and really wanted to get that baby out. I was trying to rush around and get everything in the car so we could go to the hospital. On the way there, I wanted to get something to eat because I knew that I wouldn’t be able to eat until after I had him, so we stopped at Kum & Go and got a Take 5 and a blue Powerade, the two things I craved the most when I was pregnant.

            We got to St. Johns and walked to the fifth floor. I got checked in and they took my vital signs and weighed me. The triage nurse asked what was going on and I told her that I thought my water was leaking. They told me they were going to have to do a test to see if I was leaking amniotic fluid. They couldn’t get an accurate reading so they told me to go ahead and walk around the halls to see if the fluid will pool up so they can get an accurate answer on the test. Brett and I walked around for about an hour and then took the test again.  I still couldn’t get an accurate reading on the test so the nurse informed us that they needed to do an ultra sound to see if there were still pockets of fluid around my baby.

            The ultra sound technician came into my room and told me they were going to be taking pictures of the fluid.  The ultra sound photos did indicate there were still pockets of fluid around my baby, but that wasn’t the only thing the ultra sound told us.  My son was “head up” instead of “head down” like he was supposed to be. I found out I couldn’t have my baby naturally and was going to have a C-section. 

            After the nurse told me, I thought to myself, “That isn’t part of the plan.”

Being an eighteen year old girl I didn’t want a huge scar on my stomach that would never go away.  Most would say that is selfish, but that was something that I worried about.

            The nurse sent us home with discharge papers and told us that if I started having ten or more contractions in an hour to come back, but she also instructed me to call my doctor to tell him my son was breech.  We headed on around five in the morning and I noticed St. George’s donut shop was open and had to stop and get donut holes because, after all that stress I deserved it.  I went to sleep and woke up around noon.  When I woke up, I called my doctor’s office to let them know the news I found out earlier that morning.  I was standing in my bathroom looking in the mirror, while talking to my doctor’s office I noticed a rather large puddle on the floor and I was all wet.  I knew then my water had completely broken and that meant we needed to go.  I told my doctor my water just broke and he told me he would meet me at the hospital.

            After having contractions every three minutes for about thirty minutes, I told Brett it was really time to go and this time was real.  Of course, he had to shower and take his sweet time like he did that morning.  The suit case was already in the car from the first trip we had made so I knew I didn’t have to worry about any of that. 

            Three hours of hard labor really paid off. At 3:17 PM my beautiful baby boy was finally here.  I was in so much pain but it didn’t matter when I got to see his face.  I had to have a C-section, so they had to stich me up before I got to hold him; Brett got to hold him first.  The baby’s first cry made me tear up because it was the sweetest sound I had ever heard before.  Braxen Lee Moore has changed my life for the better because he has made me mature.  I didn’t really come from a family with discipline, so I had to have my own to make me realize I was headed down the wrong path really fast.  January 13, 2012 was the day that changed my entire life, and I would never have it any other way.

 

free write- 9-19

i am so tired this morning. my little man usually sleeps through the night, and has since he was 5 weeks old, but for the past week or so he has woke up at least once. he is so worth it though. he is already crawling and saying "da-da", although i wish he would say mama. time has went by so fast, i feel like it was just yesterday that i took him home, and he will be a year old in 4 months. we are doing some serious house hunting though. i'm super excited to look for a house for our little family. i don't mind living at home because free rent is obviously the best rent, but its time to get out. i know it won't be anything that is super nice but it will just be ours. i wish that brett would be more dedicated and would help me look too, but he is lazy and won't. i pick them out then he says yes or no, it's kind of annoying but i love him so we have to agree.

Sensory Language

My iphone goes off real nice and loud to alarm me that it is time for me to pull myself out of bed. I usually wake up in the morning and have a cup of fresh coffee. After I am good and awake I take a shower and usally crank up the music so I can wake up. To get the gritty taste of the coffee I usually swap that taste with toothpaste. I have to kiss my sweet Braxen goodbye but he is usually still sleeping. When I go outside to leave it is always so nice to smell the morning air. There is usually clouds still in the air.I get my keys out of my purse and start driving to school. There really isn't to much traffic on my way becuase its so early. At school I hear many voices in the hallway. I am really getting used to all the students in my class. When I go to work there usually is always the aroma of somebody spraying awful perfume that gives me a headache or the smell of the stale cigarette smoke.  At work I have to type in customer information for most of the day, on a keyboard. At 5 oclock I am really to call it a day. I have my hand on the steering wheel and headed for home. When I get home there usually is laundry that always needs to be done, but that can wait because I want to watch television and snuggle up underneath a fuzzy blanket and call it a day.

free write - 9-4

my three day weekend was so nice but seriously went way to fast. i hate when you get used to sleeping in and then have to wake up super early, it really is getting a lot better though because i pretty much have a routine down now. i'm so excited for saturday! i get to pick my mom up from the airport, she has been gone for a week and a half now and its weird her not being here because she is usually the one who watches braxen so i get to see her often throughout the week. she is really homesick too, i told her that she should have only gone for a week and not two. last time i went down there i wanted to go for two weeks and it was such a long trip. it is definately nice to get away but there really isn't a place like home for real. today i have to go check on her dogs because they have been at a friends house and i need to go get them food and stuff like that, i'm sure they miss their mommy too. my moms dog just had 10 puppies and my mom kept one of them and i call it mine, but she really isn't. my mom's dog is a full blooded pitbull, but she is nice, my dog is half pit and half chocolate lab, she is adorable! i named her heidi! i wish i could keep her at my house but with braxen being so little i didn't really feel comfortable about it.  i am really in the process of trying to find a house because i really do want to be independent. i don't mind living with bretts parents but i feel like we have started our own family and really need to act like it.  bretts mom doesn' t like the idea because bretts older brother is gone and if we leave she won't really have anybody. but she really doesn't have to understand that we are grown and really do want to make this next step in our lives.