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Personal Narrative: Baby Valarey
It was cold that October morning in Elizabeth City, NC. I hardly slept at all the night before and 4a.m. had come very early. It didn’t matter; I had to be at the hospital at 6a.m. It was finally time for the world to meet baby Valarey and for baby Valarey to meet the world. It was time, time to have my precious baby. By 7a.m. I was hooked up to my IV. By 9a.m.the nurses had me hooked up to a fetal monitor that monitored my baby and my contractions. I was now stuck in this not so comfortable bed until after my baby was born. My labor had started on its own but my doctor decided to start a Pitocin drip to induce my labor and make it go a little faster. It was now 4p.m. and was time for the epidural. My husband almost passed out after watching
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