On her Facebook wall, Cindy posts:
Twenty-three years ago today, I was sitting in a wheelchair in the lobby of Sacred Heart and I wasn't feeling great. In fact, I was in a lot of pain. By the time I got to my hospital room, I decided I didn't want to have a baby after all. “Oh!” said the nurse, “You're dilated to 7!” Apparently, you can't change your mind when you're dilated to 7. Someone offered me an epidural and Derek said, “No! We're doing natural childbirth.” The “we” kinda ticked me off, but at that point all I could do was breathe and even that was difficult. Just when I thought I couldn't hurt any worse the doctor arrived and said, “Okay, then, start pushing.” More below.
Question: How well do you remember the births of your children?
I looked around for someone to push, but he was talking to ME. A few minutes later I was looking into the beautiful blue eyes of my firstborn son. I'd loved him for 9 long months, but when he nestled into my arms and looked up at me, I loved him even more. I thought my heart would burst with it. I still love him that way. Happy Birthday Ethan Hval!