The Family Tree Lady: Nicole Lynn Mozes

I considered editing this story but considering I almost peed my pants laughing when I read it I thought I would keep it as is (that's what you get for using the word who ha mom" but thanks mama for taking the time to write this. And giving birth to me 32 years ago. And also sorry about your who ha.

"At the age of 20, on Sept. 25th 1987, I was 3 days past my due date with my first baby and feeling as big as a house. So what do you do when your feeling fat? You send your husband out for Double Stuff Oreos. He came back from the store and I sat on the couch fulfilling my endless craving.
Shortly thereafter, around 9pm, I felt as if someone had tied a rope around me and was squeezing me to death. I thought oh good Lord her we go. Your father began timing the contractions which were about 4 minutes apart. We called the doctor and he said call me back when they are 2 minutes apart finally around 11pm we called the doctor back and he sent us to Dover General. When we got there our regular OB was not there he was delivering other babies. The covering doctor admitted me and I was not dilated at all so they monitored me all night long. By morning every student nurse, RN and doctor and I think even the janitor had looked up my who ha. I still was not dilating despite hard contractions so they started me on pitosin to help things along. This only intensified the contractions and I in turn squeezed your fathers fingers so hard I crushed his poor hand.

I remember Yogi bear marathon was on the TV but I had no remote and couldn’t change it. Your Father had left for Burger King for breakfast, came back and still no progress so I crushed his hand some more and then he left for lunch, back to Burger King. I was so pissed because I was starving. By time he got back I wanted to kill myself if I had to watch one more episode of Yogi and BooBoo. I screamed at him to change the channel for the love of God before I lost my mind.

At this point the covering doctor, who I was convinced was a sadist, came in with the largest, longest sewing needle I had ever seen. I was like what the hell is that? She said we are going to break your water. I was like ahh hell nooooo. But they went ahead. Up to this point I had wanted a natural delivery with no drugs. Clearly I had no idea just how painful this was going to be! It was dinner time by now and I was so exhausted I just wanted the pain to stop so I broke down and asked for drugs or a saddle block but the sadist covering doctor told me it was now too late to give me anything. I was like you gotta be kidding me.

Around 9pm my actual OB GYN finally showed up. Thank God because I thought a total stranger was going to deliver my baby. When they finally told me to push, those delicious double stuff Oreos ended up on the delivery table. I was mortified! Your father laughed his ass off. I would push for nearly 3 hours. Why they didn’t do an emergency c section is beyond me.

Just when I though I couldn’t push anymore (some 18 hours since the start of labor) a nurse the size of a Cowboys linebacker put her arm across the top of my belly and said PUSHHHHHHHHHH as she literally squeezed you into this world at 9:44pm on Sept. 26. I thought lady why didn’t you do that 3 hours ago? Out you came alright all covered in goo and looking blue. Your father cut the cord and as he did he hesitated and you gasped for air. Cut it! cut it! I remember the doctor saying.

They rushed you over to the table and started working on you. I prayed God please help my baby breathe and then I heard the sweetest cry ever. But I also had an overwhelming feeling to push again I yelled for the doctor because they had all left me while working on you. He came running back over just in time with a bucket to catch the placenta which looked like the Blob from outerspace. Suddenly there was blood everywhere and the doctor yelled “I need help over here!!”The nurses left you on the table with your Father and came running. Despite an episiotomy, your little body tore me up so badly I was bleeding out uncontrollably on the table.

In the meantime your Father held the oxygen mask on you and then yelled back for the doctor because you were barely breathing again. The doctor quickly sewed me up and ran back to you. I remember them wrapping you up and then they quickly let me hold you and then rushed you out to the neonatal unit. I was never so scared in my life. I just prayed and prayed.

Finally after what felt like forever the pediatrician came in and said you had a pneumothorax and that your lung partially collapsed and your were running a fever. They took me up to my room and I prayed until I finally passed out from exhaustion.

The next morning I woke up and immediately asked for you. Finally they let your Father and I go see you in the NIC unit. There you were all pink and beautiful! Your were just perfect and I immediately fell in love for the second time in my life. I never wanted to let you go. Everyone came to see my big beautiful baby but they couldn’t hold you until we went home 3 days later. When we finally got home your Nana immediately stole you out of my arms and rocked you in hers. It was the happiest I had ever seen my mother in my entire life.

You changed all are lives forever that day, for good. I can’t imagine what life would have been like if I hadn’t chosen life. Some people thought I was too young at 19 to have a baby but I loved you in my heart from the day I found about you. It was never a choice it was just pure love. I knew God would find a way and he has never let us down! You arrived on 9/26 at 9:44 pm weighing 9 lbs. 8 ounces. Trifecta! All 3 stats equaled 9.8. I knew it was a sign that everything was going to be all right!! Happy Birthday my darling Nicole Lynn. I will always love you!! Thank you for becoming the best daughter any mother could ask for! I’m so proud of the woman and mother you have become!