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Labor day

When I was in labor
I feared the worst

My baby wasn't ready
Yet running low on fluid

They stuck me with needles
Hooked me on a machine
Tried to force your delivery

Sent me in agganee
Rushed me into surgery
Sitting me on a high bed

Doctors sticking needles in my back trying to do a spinal tap
My body was jittery
Unseccesful they lie me on my back

Couunt to 10 I only remember number 6
As I awoke
I can hear my name wake up honey, wake up
My eyes flicker
Where is my son

Daddy has him it's okay, are you ready to meat your son
I remember not much that day
Pain meds ran threw my veins

I remember holding you and seeing you for the first time
You were and still are such a handsome young newborn guy

You got your name 5 hours after mommy finally awoke
Conner Craig
Your daddy was truly stoked

I still hold the c section scar
And wish to thank the doctors everyday
For saving my life and my son's first gift of life.
My son was born July 16th in 2015.
Written by Saralynn (Sara Wegman)
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