by Shirley Rozankowski

Created on: June 05, 2009

So there I was, 19 years old, 37 weeks pregnant with my first child and my water breaks in my mother's apartment... unknown to my mother I hadn't prepared at all. So I changed my pants and grabbed some towels as my mother rushed me to the car. Not in pain or any distressed I wondered what all the fuss was about! When we arrived I realized that changing my pants was not really needed as the second pair are now just as wet as they first pair was and I also realized that I was at the hospital and I hadn't even called my doctor... Wich wouldn't have mattered, he was off all week for a Jewish holiday ( pardon my ignorance for not knowing wich one it actually was). So arriving in the maternity ward in a wheelchair wich the ER insisted I ride in they were frantic. It was the first snow storm of the year and I guess everyone has babies born when it snows!? I don't know but, what I do know is when they asked my to walk to the exam room to check to be sure my water had actually broken I stood up and felt the puddle on the wwheelchair pulling at my pants... as soo as the nurse saw this she immediatley changed her mind and decided my water had broken without doing th exam! (her face was priceless by the way) So I was whisked away to a maternity room and still in no pain or distressed they were taking thier sweet time deciding what to do and I guess somewhere in the mess they had paged my doctor... Which I wasn't so sure about. He must have been at least 75 years old and rarely spoke to me. He just did his work and I just let him. We will skip the gory details of the birth, it was uneventful and very quick however I did need some after pushing stitches. And of course I was very impatient as I was hungry, tired and wanted to hold my baby. I guess my doctor felt that I was getting antsy and was hoping he would be finished soon, So he looks up at me, right in the eyes, and in his doctor voice says "you know if I don't do this right, you may walk down the street on a windy day and all you would hear is," and the next thing he did was the funniest thing I had ever seen, he pressed his lips and made the sound you get from blowing into a bottle.... "hoooooooooo" is all I heard and I busted out laughing as did everyone in the room. Later thinking back on this moment I can't help but wonder what he would have done if I was offended... I had to laugh or else maybe I would have my own theme music.... hooooooooooooo hooooooo hooooooooooo!

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