I was a "normal" 17 year old besides I had already graduated high school, actually was out almost a year. I still lived at home with my mother and sometime my two brothers. It was just me and her at the house that day. I was in my bedroom and she was in the living room reading. She is a book worm! I started feeling sick to my stomach so I go in the bathroom but leave the door open cause I wanted my mommy! (who doesn't when they're sick?) I told her I wasn't feeling well and felt like I was going to puke. She told me to get the pepto out of the fridge and take it. So I did. and 4...3...2...1 out it came! In the toilet. Mom told me to go lay down for a little while and hopefully i would feel better when I woke up. So when i woke up i felt a lot better and went on about my day.
It started out like any other day. But May 20th 2008 was not any other day. Little did I know it was the day that would change my life forever!.
I told my mom i was walking to a friends house and that i would be back later. "Be Careful" she said. It was about a 20 min walk from my house to theirs, not too bad. As i was walking i notice some dogs so i walked on the right side of the road since they were on the left. But that didn't help me at all. One of the dogs attacked me. Bit me once on my left leg and once on my right. Luckily the neighbor dog to the mean dog was a bigger dog and started barking and scared the mean dog away. I heard a ladies voice asking me if i was okay. It was the owner to the nice dog. I told her I just got attacked and she offered to help me out. She asked me where i lived and where was my parents and i told her. She was nice enough to go get my mom, since we didn't have a phone. Instead of calling 911 we called the regular number to the life saving crew and they said that my injury wasn't an emergency. My mom wanted to take me to the ER so she went to go get my grandmas car. These kind ladies did not know me or my mom and they helped us out so much! Thank you!
At the ER, we go into triage and they ask a bunch of questions then we wait... finally i get called back. They examine my legs where i had got bit. Well Ms. Nipper we want to do some xrays on your legs/knees to see if the dogs teeth are in your leg. Then the question that changed my life. "Ms. Nipper, any chance you could be pregnant?" the doctor said I told the doctor I wasn't feeling well a few days ago but i wasn't sure if i was or not. They went ahead and got a urine sample. Mom had stepped out of the room to talk to the dog warden about the dog that i got attacked by and that is when the doctor came in. He held a piece of paper really close to my face. "what does that mean doc?" I asked "Miss Nipper, You're going to a mommy, congratulations" and then he walks out of the room. I started crying, overwhelmed with emotions. My mom walks back into the room and asks me whats wrong. I was so scared she was going to be disappointed in me. After all I was the good child. "You're going to be a grandma!!" She was so happy and excited. I don't think disappointment came across her.
About a week later on May 26, 2008 I got to hear the baby's heart beat for the very first time. from that moment on i was in love with this little being growing inside of me. From that point on i knew my life had changed for the better. From that moment i knew God chose and blessed me with the name I love to be called, Mommy!
September 3, 2008 - the day we all had been waiting for. Boy or Girl? Tom and I agreed to invite my mom and his mom to the anatomy scan, so they could find out with us what the baby was going to be. NEVER AGAIN! My mom and Tom embarrassed me so much. My face was so red. The ultrasound tech was over there taking the pictures he needed to make sure the baby was measuring like it should, moving the cold jelly around my belly and click taking pictures. It just looked like a blob with mommy's little alien in it. "You see that?" the ultrasound tech said. Tom yells "Is that its turtle!!!?" Even the tech blushed a little. "Yes" he said and that is all we heard. "its a boy"
I had so many emotions. I was excited, nervous, scared, happy and lets not forget emotional. Some family was going to the store and I had asked if they would pick me up a strawberry yoohoo and jokingly they said no. My poor hormones decided i had lost my puppy and i cried. Not just a tear here and there, I mean full fledged cried. But they did bring me a yoo hoo back. When they handed it to me, guess what i done? I cried some more. I was very emotional, I would have cried at the drop of a hat.
My due date was January 14, 2009. My doctors appointment right before we decided i was going to be induced Jan 16 2009 at Midnight. They told me to be at the hospital at midnight so Tom, my mom, her boyfriend Jeff, my brother Dustin and Toms friend Brandon loaded up in Jeffs big van and headed toward the hospital.
The close we got to the hospital the more nervous I become. I started asking my self can i do this? what if i mess up? am i ready to be a mom? what if he hates me? what if he dont love me?Am i going to be a good mom for him? What if i cant do this? Then i realize i will make mistakes, he will love me and i always have friends and family to help me.
We arrive at the hospital and i get hooked up to the IV. They decided to break my water to help speed up the process. About an hour or two later they gave me my epidural cause the pain was bad. I went from 1 cm dilated to 4 cm. The doctor would wait an hour or so then come to check on me and then at 3:00 pm I was still at 4 cm. The doctor told me that if I waited much longer he could have a cone head, so me and Tom decided to do a C-section. I was devastated that I couldn't have my child naturally and that I have to have him a different way. I cried so much but realized that it was better for him.
January 16, 2009 at 3:45 pm Mr Dominick Lee was born. 7 ibs 12.3 oz 19 1/2 inches long. Bright red hair, big blue eyes. He wasn't like anything i could have imagined. He was better. He was Perfect!
