Friday, September 4, 2009

Free Write

At last I'm in my bed! I've been in that beauty shop for hours getting my hair just right for high school freshman orientation tomorrow. Only problem is its a quarter til 12 and I know I won't get much rest because my mom says I have to sleep "pretty" tonight so I won't mess up my hair with my chronic turning and flipping that I do when I'm knocked out. I hope my mom is going to be ok though. She seemed like she was in alot of pain right before I said good night to her and my dad. Hmmm, whatever I'm not worried too much about it.

"BOOM! Kyree get up and put some clothes on now, we're leaving!" said my dad.

What the hell is going on? I thought.

I look at the clock and its 1:55 a.m. and all I can do is jump up and put my pink basketball hoodie that was at the foot of my bed and grab some long pajama pants and flip flops. I come out of my room and run in my parents room only to see my dad struggling to pick my mom up and get her going down the 13 flight of steps we had. I knew at that moment what was going on.

We rushed into the car and my dad is flying down the street not obeying the speed limit signs that keep flying by. My mom is screaming from labor pains and is cursing my dad to pull the car over because she's feeling nauseated. My dad is trying to explain to her thats its all in her head its all in her head. My mom proceeds to roll down the window and shoot fumes of vomit all on my dad's back passenger window. I found it gross but yet very funny. She's always right.

My father pulls over and then after settling my mom down we head over to IU Hospital where I was also born at. We rush into the emergency room and the nurses hurry and rush her to a room in a wheel chair. I decided that when this day came I was going to be in the room. I always wanted to see the action in person and I always felt that TV births were too dramatic to be true.

The nurse tries to put this IV in my mother's arm and she messes it completely up which caused pain and my mom almost punched in her face because the nurse had to do it again. The doctor comes in and says "Kandra I have good and bad news"

I get scared, my mom's scared, my dad looks intense.

The bad news is you cant recieve epidural the good news is because you are dialated nine already and you're ready to push. This baby is ready to come out.

Damn that quick! I thought in my head

My mom began to cry uncontrollably. The thought of a natural birth was unbearable and I could only imagine seeing how big our heads run in this family.

Four BIG pushes later and out she came. All gray with a head full of hair. I'll never forget the time.

August 5, 2004 at 3:35 a.m. Janai Chalise Shockley came into existence and changed my life. I always prayed for a baby sister and tadawwww she was here.

My mom always told me if she didnt have a baby by the time she was thirty five she wasnt going to have any more children.

Funny how Janai was born three days before my mother turn thirty five.

Now she's five and starting Kindergarten. Its so funny how time fly by so fast. It's like I can remember her birth vividly like it was just yesterday.

Tears are flowing down my face just from the thought of that day. I love her so much and because of her I am a better person.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Kyree:

    Looks like you have the start of a good narrative. Part of the assignment asks you to reflect and figure out something significant that you didn't at first know. So, there's an obvious significance of the birth of a sibling, but you must go deeper. What did you learn about yourself? Or, looking back, what do you learn about motherhood, etc?

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