Thus, it
isn’t until September 12, that I mention anything about a new baby on the way. “The
baby seems to be doing fine.”
Marie
was going to get married. Finally they set a date and were married Wednesday,
October 3. I’d wanted to go but things didn’t work out. We were planning on
moving to Idaho though, and since we’d only be about twelve to fourteen hours
from Portland, I thought surely we’d be able to visit, “Certainly before this
baby comes.”
Sydney
left New Mexico to live with her aunt and we dropped Alisha off at the airport
in Albuquerque on our way to California for Richard’s funeral as he passed away
on November 2. Life was crazy.
On
Sunday, December 30, 2001, I wrote: “Last Saturday we had a very interesting
experience. I started having contractions about 5am but had no breaking of the
water so didn’t worry about it. At 6, I took my usual morning dose of Uterine
Toner and contractions kept happening but nothing else. It seemed to me around
9 they began to slow down so close to 10 I took my usual second dose of Uterine
Toner.
“Family
and McKelvey’s are here so I’ll be back later.”
Finishing
the story on January 6, 2002, I wrote: “. . .back to the 22nd of
December. After that second dose of Uterine Toner, contractions were regular
and hard. I called Sherri and Sandy who agreed to watch Laura, Joanna, Daniel
and Amena. I kept doing things—making beds, getting a suitcase ready, fixing
lunch, etc.—until I knew we needed to go NOW. I had a feeling we’d probably
waited too long and thought briefly about calling Sherri back to say I wasn’t
going anywhere but I really wanted that water birth.
“[We]
called Sandy to tell her we might take some of the others but then contractions
were really strong ad I said, ‘we’ve got to go NOW. Can she come pick them up?’
She said okay, we went out and Brother McDaniel and his wife arrived with some
hay for Freckles.
“We left
and I [said] to drive fast but not on the dirt road. [We went] faster on that
than I’d’ve liked but plenty fast on the highway.
“Contractions
were really hard and very serious. [We] pulled over once to see if I wanted to
get in the back which I didn’t so [we] continued. Then I made a loud noise,
groan, and [said] if I did it again to pull over. I could feel something bulging
between my legs—it was the water bag. [We] pulled over [and I got] in the
middle seat and then drove on.
“I’d
felt the burning sensation that is associated with the head crowning just
before moving back and knew that we’d never make it to town. When we stopped
next we were about 8 miles beyond DZ (north) and that’s where we were going to have
a baby. I felt something come out. I asked. . . ‘what was that?’ [It was the
head.] Next push and out came baby. [I managed to get him under my jumper] and
we covered him with two blankets after checking to be sure he was indeed a ‘him.’
“. .
.Sherri was waiting for us when we got to her office and got us looked at and
in bed.
“Baby’s
name is Cedric Jacob.
“Cedric
and I are both doing well. He is currently asleep on the couch. He was 7# 4 oz
when born (same weight as Laura) and 19 3/4” long. He has dark brown hair and
is, of course, terribly cute.
What an
experience that was! I need to rest just thinking about it.
Life was
incredibly difficult during the time I was pregnant with Cedric. Dan had
decided the previous February that he didn’t want to be married to me any
longer. He gave me permission to take some of the children, I don’t remember
which ones, and leave. He would keep the others. Well, this didn’t set well
with me. I’d have been perfectly happy to go but for one thing, if I was, I was
going to have all the children with me and I really thought that our marriage
was salvageable. Somehow we got through that.
In
August, when I was five months pregnant, “Dan took Joanna, Daniel and Amena to
pick Laura up from the George’s. To make a long story short, he’d decided he’d
had enough and was planning on not coming back. He didn’t until late the next
day and that was the worst hell I have ever lived through—much worse than what
happened in February.”
It was
also around this time that Alicia Chapman told me that someone had told her that
I was planning on doing something that could potential hurt her family. She’d
heard it from a ‘reliable’ source but refused to tell me who it was. Well, for
one thing, I hadn’t said exactly what she had heard I did. For another thing,
the only person I had mentioned anything remotely like what she’d heard was to
Dan. Who was her source? Dan. I was so angry. I’d heard that extreme emotions
have an effect on an unborn child and now I knew it to be true. My baby was
affected by my anger and did not move for a full 24 hours.
On a
happier note, I had used visualizing during Amena’s birth. I used it during
Cedric’s as well, but it didn’t work. I’d been visualizing getting to Sherri’s
office and giving birth in the water. Obviously, that didn’t work out.
Interestingly, and this is something I just only realized, had we stayed home,
the chances of having a water birth would have been greater as we had a garden
tub in the master bath. It certainly would have been large enough for laboring
in, perhaps giving birth as well.
Cedric
was a happy baby and when he was just a few months old, we finally were able to
leave New Mexico and move to Idaho.
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| This picture was taken in late March of 2003 at about the place where Cedric was born. He was born in this van. |
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| This and the next were both taken in January of 2002. For some reason (probably because they were taken before we moved and developed after) they never got dated more specifically. |
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| This was taken in early March of 2003 while we were still in Escrito. |
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| This was taken in March or April of 2003 at Grandma Davis' house in Fort Jones. |
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| This was taken in the spring of 2002 after our arrival in Idaho. |
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This is in the summer of 2003 with Blackie.
He loved to snuggle up with Cedric. |
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| Also taken in the summer of 2003. |
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| And this is us in the spring of 2002 at Mt. Hall. |
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