Prophecies, Premonitions & Deja Vu

So I was reading through my old Myspace blogs, when I came across the one I'm re-posting here. It was September 22, 2008 when I'd had a dream that then-unborn baby's cord was wrapped around his tiny little neck...well, two months later I went into labor and right as it was almost time to push... his umbilical cord actually wrapped around his neck! Seriously, how crazy is that? Okay, here's the original post from my Myspace blog:

Monday, September 22, 2008

Ramblings of the day... Current mood: distractable Everything is generally good. I am officially into my third trimester (THANK GOD!) at 29 weeks on Wednesday. Baby is still small, though, at 2.5lbs. I've been drinking lots of juice and water, but he doesn't seem to be getting any bigger...don't know why, but he's doing well nonetheless. My contractions are getting more intense, but aren't happening too often. Once, maybe twice a day, but more if I move around too much. While trying to sort some clothes in preparation for packing, I learned why its so important for me to stay down...it hurts to move and this baby doesn't like it at all. I swear I feel him moving down further and further when I so much as take a step. Well, Baby wins 'cause I'm not gonna take any chances. It isn't fair to him if I do. I had a really bad dream last night, too. When I went in for a sono, they saw that the cord was wrapped around his neck. I knew the baby was in good hands, but I freaked out 'cause that meant doc had to stick his big ol man hands up there to undo it! They had to put me out 'cause I wasn't letting them go anywhere near my southern parts. What woke me up was Baby kicking me, which meant, "Turn over or I won't stop doing this!" He likes that game 'cause he did it all damn night and does it when I lay on the couch. He's a demanding little booger. lol In Wesley's dream last night, he said Baby would cry every single time he picked him up and wouldn't stop until I took him. I was like, "That means he doesn't like you." and Wes goes, "That's okay 'cause I'm still his Daddy." That made my morning. So today I'm pretty psyched about this little one. I never thought I'd be in this position. You know...married and pregnant. Never thought it was for me, but "Never say never," right? It feels good to be married, but it is so true when they say the first year is hard. Then we go and throw a baby in the mix. What were we thinking??? So...I'm excited, nervous, scared, among so many other things right now. I'm gonna try taking things one step at a time. Starting with this little boy. I'll stop here 'cause I've been listening to Jaheim and now I'm completely sidetracked. Oops lol

Now, I hadn't thought anything more of that blog since then (and am not even sure why I did last night), but its a bit freaky, don't you think? I told my mom about it this afternoon and she said, "Funny how God had already told you it was going to happen, but you were still afraid when the time came, huh?"

My sweet little "hunny bunny," , was delivered by cesarean on Sunday, November 30, 2008. It was at 3am that Sunday morning that I felt the most incredible stabbing pain in my lower back and I knew right then that I was in labor. I got out of bed and got everything ready that I'd need for the hospital, laid on the couch and started timing my contractions. A little background: I went on bed rest after going into pre-term labor at 20 weeks (which is a long blog in itself!). My doctor told me I was having contractions and didn't understand how I wasn't feeling them. Finally I asked him how I would know, then, when I was having THE LABOR contractions, LABOR as in THE BABY IS COMING RIGHT N O W, and all he said was, "You'll know." with a wink and a smile. And damn it, I knew! Once they got to be about seven minutes apart, I called the hospital, woke DH up, and waited at the door. We checked in at 7:30am and at 1:05pm, was here.





~ShamelessMomma