Hello Everyone! I hope all is well with you! My name is Lisa Orchard and I’m here today to share with you my most memorable Christmas. This was a tough one because Christmas is my favorite holiday! So, you guessed it…each one has been memorable. J
I leaned back in my chair, trying to decide which Christmas to write about and I realized that my most memorable Christmas really didn’t happen on December 25th at all…it happened on January 1. J
I was pregnant with my first child and his due date was December 28th, but in all my pregnancy wisdom I knew he was going to come early. He was coming Christmas day! J
Of course, he didn’t and I went about the holidays in my usual fashion albeit with a large belly. When the 28th came and went…I started to get a little anxious. I mean when was this little guy going to arrive?
Then on the 29th I started having labor pains…the doctor had told me when the pains are five minutes apart go to the hospital. So, my husband and I were diligently timing the pains…when they reached the five minute stage we hopped into the car and drove to the hospital.
When we arrived the doctor hooked me up to an IV and my contractions slowed down. He told me…you’re not quite ready. Go home and when the contractions are five minutes apart come back.
So my husband and I climbed into the car and drove home. Now, my husband and I call this the walk of shame…because we thought we were ready but I guess our little guy was really calling the shots. LOL!
The doctor had also given me something to make me sleep so I went home and slept through the night. I woke in the morning and you guessed it…I had labor pains again…or still. J My husband and I timed them…and when they were five minutes apart…we drove to the hospital. J
Of course when I got there the pains slowed down AGAIN and after the doctor examined me…he said, “You’re not quite ready…go home and when the labor pains are five minutes apart come back.”
My husband and I exchanged an embarrassed smile and nodded. We’d heard this before. So, you guessed it…we did the walk of shame again. J
Well, the third time’s a charm… even if you’re not ready to give birth the hospital has to keep you…and wouldn’t you know it my labor pains slowed down AGAIN!
I now believe my little guy was playing a trick on me…because he’s quite a little prankster now! J
He finally arrived on January 1st 2005, and the doctor decided to do a C-section because my baby’s heart rate would slow down during the contractions. A decision they could have made three days earlier, in my opinion. J
But I was just so happy to have my little guy that I didn’t say anything to the doctor…although my husband made a comment about missing the tax deduction for the year…J
So, there you have it! My most memorable Christmas!
Thanks for taking the time to read my post! Feel free to comment and share your most memorable Christmas! I’d love to hear from you!
In a small town in Michigan, fifteen-year-old Sarah Cole is stuck spending the summer at her Aunt and Uncle’s with her sister, Lacey. She’s not happy with the situation until she befriends a girl named Jackie. The three girls stumble upon the ruthless murder of a reclusive neighborhood woman and what's worse? One of the officers investigating the crime believes the girls are responsible for her death.
Fearing that this officer will frame them for the murder, the girls organize their own detective squad. They become the Super Spies and start their own investigation. The Super Spies can’t understand why anyone would want to murder the “Cat Lady” until they start digging into her past and discover a horrible crime that happened thirty years ago. They uncover a connection between the two crimes and attempt to bring this information to the police, only to be reprimanded for meddling in the investigation. Not only are the girls upset by the admonition, but they also struggle with the fact that their exuberant investigating could provide a legal loophole allowing the killer to go free. Frustrated by this turn of events, the Super Spies realize it’s up to them to snare the Cat Lady killer.
Or die trying...