She is Everything I am

She is Everything I am
March 19, 2009 , at 3:14 pm my entire life had changed, it would never be the same again. Nor longer can I live the care free spirited life of a college student or enjoy the many shopping sprees of my paychecks. The person I once was had disappeared in matter of minutes. When I had my daughter I was nor longer Mallori, I had become her mother. I am defined as being Mariyah’s mother. The nine months and the thirteen hours spent in labor wanting to see her made me a stronger and wiser person. Through out the nine months I ate Penn Station and Greaters Black Raspberry chip ice cream every other day. The days of being Mallori had deceased because I was nor longer my main concern.
The anticipation of labor last throughout the whole nine months. The butterflies became kicks and silence of the womb becomes her cries. I was nervous because I did not know what to expect. Labor had seemed extremely dreadful and painful. I had nightmares of being at work or in class and my water breaking. I was about thirty - nine weeks pregnant when my doctor decided to induce my labor. I was four days away from my due date, however it was to unsure the safety of the baby. Through out the thirteen hours of endless pain my back was strapped to the bed. I couldn’t sleep because each arm and my stomach had some type of monitor attached to it, so when I or the baby moved it beeped.
After three hours of pain, I decided to get an epidural. It was a long and wide needle that was stuck into the middle of my spine. The procedure lasted about five minutes. Once the pain from the needle disappeared, the epidural had kicked in. I could no longer feel the pain of the contractions. While my boyfriend slept on the chair right next to me, and my mother teased me with the food she ate, I was ready to push the baby out. A hour later Mariyah and I had finally met. Going through the challenges of pregnancy and labor has defined me as a person because I know what I went through in order to have her in my life. Looking back on the experience now , I wouldn’t have traded it for the world. The memory of labor is more humorous now because of all I realize how nervous I was about being a mother. Now that she is here I feel as though I was already a mother when she was in my stomach.
As she lie on my chest sleeping carelessly, and felt my tears slowly fall on her cheeks, I knew that my life had changed. I had never went through so much pain in life. She was very small and had all the innocence in the world. In matter of minutes I was a new person. A stronger person and wiser person. The experience of being a mother is what makes up a lot of who I am. When I became a mother I gave up my freedom to do what most people my age do. I learned to become a more responsible person and I turned my mistake into a lesson learned. Even though I was not ready to be a mother, I did not give up, and I never will. I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to the old me, but I am thankful that I am well acquainted with the person I become.