We were in Oregon for Shae's birthday this year and I didn't have time to blog. I decided before July escaped I would sit down and tell you about the day Shae was born.
July 22, 1991 was hot in Medford, Oregon . . . really hot. Labor started in the afternoon and we headed for Rogue Valley Medical Center. Not an intense labor, but none the less painful. Even though the hospital had climate control it was still warm in that place for the laboring mother-to-be.
Shae Elizabeth made her first appearance at about 7:00pm on a Monday (all the girls were born on Mondays, except Hope). She weighed in at 7 pounds and 15 ounces and about 21 inches long. She was beautiful and perfect and quiet from the very moment she popped out. A remarkable feat, being quiet, since she was Roderick.
About ten minutes after Shae was born a huge thunderhead went through the Rogue Valley. Big wind, big rain, big thunder and big lightening. It knocked out the power to the hospital including, of course, climate control. Shae was born just in time. I can't imagine struggling to give birth without AC. Whew! We dodged that bullet.
It didn't take long for the back up systems to kick in and we were comfy, cozy and cuddling. I didn't have an epidural with Shae. Just a shot of Nubain, a nacartic, which allows you to feel great even though you are still experiencing every contraction. Scott said he had never seen anyone as high as I was under a doctors intense supervision. Yeah, it's quite a drug.
Shae arrived with a bang and she continues to light things up where ever she goes. I love you my sweet 19 year old baby girl.
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