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2002-09-12

Well my story will be different as it is kinda a birth story too.

I was due 9/30/01. I was told that on 9/7 they wanted me to be in town near the hospital (Marquette) as my pregnancy was complicated (on bedrest), my labors are short, major construction delays en route to the hospital and that the hospital is 1 1/2 hrs from home. So we get a hotel and we all are to stay there until I have the baby. No specific date in mind. They are gonna induce on 9/14 when i am 38 weeks for medical reasons. A few times during the hotel stay I go in for false alarms. So here it is the morning of 9/11 and it is my oldest daughter's 4th birthday and I have no money at all to buy her anything and no celebration or anything and she's asking about a party and I am telling her to wait until the baby comes. So I am feeling bad for her. Well the hotel phone rings and it's my SIL telling me to turn on the news. Said there was a plane crash. That's all she said. Tv was on as that's all there is to do. It was on Nick Jr. Blues Clues. Unfortunatley we saw it happening, the towers falling, etc. My dtr saw it. But she doesn't understand it. We cried and my husband freaked out telling me to go to the hospital and I said I can't I'm not in labor. They will send me home. It was just really scary and being pregnant was especially scary. It felt the end of the world came, and that there was no point in having my baby. After a while we did turn the tv off and I took daughter to the pool in the hotel against my bed rest orders. We were just numb. I snapped at the kids a lot unfortunately. I really wish I didn't. The hotel calls to make sure we are still staying because they are filling up fast as the airport is closed. Well somehow it is 11 pm at night now and i get horrible cramping. I call the hospital and they have me come in. There is all these lines of cars at the gas pumps freaking me out even more (they were like this all day) I wonder if I will make it to the hospital, my gas tank is on empty. We have no money at all as I am not on any assistance programs to this date and been off work since June. So I am really worried about getting back to my hometown too. I get to the hospital, and they do tests and at 3 am decide I can go or stay that the BP is stable and there is no pre-clampsia. I watched the clock go to midnight and sighed that the day was over. Relieved I didn't have baby on 9/11! I decided to go back to the hotel. The gas pumps are free. I manage to get some gas with money I borrowed. First thing in the morning I have a non stress test which baby fails so back to the hospital. They keep me monitered all day and I am 1 cm so 8 am on 9/13 they are gonna break my water. Meanwhile all I am watching on tv is coverage. I think if I remember correctly the broke it about 9 or 10. I know at 12 if I didn't have contraction they were gonna start pictocin. At 2 pm they finally started pictocin. You know them hospitals have a bad concept of time. At 4:10 I got my first contraction they were intense I was progressing along with dialation. At around 4:25 I said I had to push and it was so funny the doctor came running down the hall. Meanwhile I said watch I am only 4 cm. I was. I sure scared her. Anyway around 4:40 I had to push and they didn't believe me. After several this way they said to each other that my urge to push hasn't eased up. So they went and got the OB and dang I was 10 cm and in a 3-4 pushes Cheyenne was
born at 4:47 pm

So that's my 9/11 experience. Some good amongst the bad.


Sierra Chelsea 9-11-97
Nathaniel Bryan Hawkshield 4-29-99
Cheyenne Meghan 9-13-01

In Memory of Lucas James Kokko 7-28-78 to 8-15-00