Childbirth

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Giving birth to my daughter was most definitely a life changing event. My life is complete now that I have the joy of my life with me every day. Below is a piece I wrote for my English class describing the birth of my daughter. I want to share with all of you parents out there and fellow mylotters. I hope you enjoy, please tell me what you think of the piece, and feel free to give me any helpful hints that will be useful to my future writings. Childbirth-A Bittersweet Event The most horrifying forty-five minutes of my life resulted in the delivery of joy and my reason for being. A difficult pregnancy plagued with high blood pressure, morning sickness, and intense swelling of the extremities ended with my daughter being born via caesarean section. I arrived at the hospital, one week overdue, anticipating having labor induced and giving natural childbirth. A final pelvic exam and ultrasound before induction revealed that my unborn baby had turned around in the womb. The dear, sweet, unborn child that danced in my belly for the past nine months was dangerously lying in the breech position. My doctor looked me in the eye and exclaimed "Uh-oh!" Flat on my back upon the examination table, I lay helpless with the metal-cold ultrasound paddle still atop my protruding belly. I swear I felt my heart pole vault from my chest and into my raspy throat. I could barely utter a word to my doctor before I was being whisked away to the operating room. She then explained to me what was about to happen, but the thought of my precious baby being in danger rendered my brain useless. Next, I had to keep very still through each agonizing contraction while a nurse inserted the long, invading epidural needle into my back. Going numb from neck to foot, I was again helpless and vulnerable with my legs and arms strapped down to the table. I could feel the fire of the icy knife slice through my belly and the intruding hands of my doctor rearranging my insides. The pain! The epidural failed to numb me completely, and I experienced every burn, twist, scratch, push and pull of the surgery. The inevitable blackness of passing out from this new realm of pain was surging upon me. Finally, a delicious cry of life burst through my new daughter's lungs, and the excruciating wave of pain ended. At that moment, I had almost forgotten the recent terror of childbirth when I saw the flawless red skin and stunning blue eyes of my newborn. The birth of my baby was frightening and painful, but every wince of immense discomfort produced a daughter who I will always live my life for.