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Post by Seymour Glass on Nov 24, 2013 17:29:05 GMT -5
So is Willow's middle name after her mother's best friend from college?
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Post by Michelle Denouement on Nov 24, 2013 17:59:12 GMT -5
Yep. Maureen is also Willow's godmother.
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Post by Seymour Glass on Nov 24, 2013 19:34:25 GMT -5
Are Michelle's kids friends with her old college friend's kids?
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Post by Michelle Denouement on Nov 24, 2013 20:38:25 GMT -5
Yep, even though they all live in different states. Lissy living in Pennsylvania, Michelle living in Maryland, Samantha living in Texas, and Maureen living in Illinois. Jordan and Michael (Lissy's son) go to the University of Delaware together. During their sophomore, junior, and senior years of undergrad, they live together off campus.
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Post by The Duchess on Nov 25, 2013 17:15:33 GMT -5
Would the denouements come to see willow's baby?
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Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on Nov 27, 2013 11:09:46 GMT -5
I'm with Beth about Willow seeming to be eternally pregnant. Then again, I've always been a fan of suspense, and you carry it out superbly, Michelle.
Chapter Seven: I must admit I'm a bit concerned for Willow and Reverie, since Reverie is bigger than expected. Hopefully everything will go smoothly during the birth. However, it's comforting to know both of Reverie's parents were either average or above normal birth weight, and they were healthy.
I love that Vince proposed to Willow on Mother's Day! What a story that will make, to tell their daughter when she's older. Plus, Willow and Vince will have two special events to celebrate now.
Chapter Eight: Wow, but the celebrations just keep right on going, don't they? Glad Willow isn't the type to tire too easily, even while pregnant. I'm glad she had such a wonderful eighteenth birthday, with friends and family to remind her of how special she is. The cake Hugo made her sounds absolutely scrumptious - makes me want to run out and buy a jelly roll cake, since I'm too lazy to make my own. XD The graduation scene was so vivid and well written. I especially liked Willow's speech, and the mention of the students accidentally TP-ing their teacher's neighbor's house. ROFL.
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Post by Michelle Denouement on Nov 29, 2013 13:00:54 GMT -5
Ch. 10
When I was exactly 38 weeks pregnant, Vince started sleeping over. Just in case I go into full blown labor at the middle of the night. I've been having prodromal labor since May 30th. I went to Doctor Cunningham on June 6th and she said I was 3 centimeters dilated, 80% effaced, and Reverie has dropped even more.
On the morning of June 8th, 2036, at exactly 39 weeks pregnant, I did go into full blown labor.
It started at 1am. I was laying in bed, unable to sleep because of the contractions, thinking I peed myself. I walked to the bathroom, with fluid dripping down my leg. Then it clicked in my head. My water broke. I said to Vince, while he was still sleeping, "Babe, I think my water broke."
Vince sprung up and said, "salsa. How far apart are contractions?"
I replied, "Four minutes. When they're 3 minutes apart…*gasp*" I was having a contraction.
Vince said, "Let's go to the hospital then!"
I grabbed my bag and Reverie's bag, which I have had packed since the day after I graduated. Vince grabbed his bag, which was already packed.
The 24 minute car ride to the hospital felt like an eternity, because of the contractions. The nurse checked how dilated I was (6 centimeters) and then I was admitted. After I changed into a hospital gown, he put a hep-lock in my left hand, in the event that I would need an IV. He then monitored my daughter's heartbeat by using a doppler. My contractions were 3 minutes apart at the time. When Dr. Cunningham came, my contractions became a lot more intense. She checked me again and I was now 7 centimeters dilated, hitting transition. She also checked Reverie's heartbeat with the doppler, to see how she is handling labor.
At 3:48 am, I felt like I was ready to push. Since I didn't have an epidural in and I didn't want one, I could feel everything. So I said to Dr. Cunningham and Vince, "I need to push," while squeezing Vince's hand.
I started pushing. At 3:58 am, Dr. Cunningham said, "The baby's crowning," I could feel Reverie crowning. Two minutes later, her head was completely out. At 4:03 am, Reverie was born. After Dr. Cunningham suctioned Reverie's mouth and nose, she placed her on my bare chest. One of the nurses then put a towel over Reverie and started rubbing her. She gave a cough and started crying.
I started crying too. My beautiful daughter. Vince started crying and said, "She looks just like you, Willow."
At 4:06 am, Dr. Cunningham clamped the umbilical cord. Vince did the honors of cutting it. My placenta was delivered after Reverie's cord was clamped and cut. Dr. Cunningham said to me, "Well, you have a second degree tear, which will require a few stitches. I'm going to numb the area. You'll feel a sting."
I felt the sting as Dr. Cunningham injected a local anaestethic. While Dr. Cunningham was stitching me up, I gave Reverie to her pediatrician, Dr. Zacharias for her to be weighed, measured, and checked to see if she's okay.
I heard the pediatrician saying to Vince, while weighing Reverie, "Do you have a name for her?"
Vince said, "Her name is Reverie Katherine Astor."
Dr. Zacharias said to Vince, "What a beautiful name. She's 8 pounds 10 ounces and 21 inches long. Her head size is 35.5 centimeters."
My jaw dropped. Yeah, I was expecting her to be big. But 8 pounds 10 ounces? Holy crap.
After Dr. Cunningham was done with stitching me up and Dr. Zacharias was done with Reverie, the nurse gave her to me, and I was wheeled into my recovery room. I opted for a private room, so we could bond more with our baby without being distracted by a roommate. I put Reverie to my left breast and she latched on like a pro.
At 8 am, my mom, my dad, my brothers, my sister, and Imogen came into my room. Mom asked me, "How did labor and delivery go?"
I said to her, "I woke up at 1 am, thinking I peed myself, but it was my water breaking. I woke Vince and told him we needed to go to the hospital. It took 15 minutes of pushing for Reverie to come out, and at 4:03 am, she was born. I had a second degree tear from it."
Mom replied, "Your labor was totally different from mine when I had your older brother. I was in labor for 18 hours and I pushed for 40 minutes. He was posterior, so it took a lot longer than yours'."
I said, "But I had a lot of prodromal labor."
Mom replied, "I didn't."
Jordan asked me, "May I hold her? Or should Mom and Dad hold her first?"
Mom said to me, "Willow, she's your child."
I replied to Jordan, "Wash you hands, then you may hold her."
After everybody washed their hands, I gave Reverie to Jordan. He said, "My beautiful niece. She looks just like Willow when she was born."
Imogen replied, "She's a beautiful baby. Though we're waiting a few more years to have children."
I said, "Well, I wanted to wait until I was done with college to have kids, but salsa happens. And now I'm the mother of this beautiful baby girl."
Vince replied, "And I'm honored to be the father of this baby girl."
Reverie was then held by my mom, then Imogen, and then my dad. My dad handed me to her when she cried. I said, "Reverie needs her diaper to be changed."
I changed her diaper and asked Aiden, "Would you like to hold your niece?"
Aiden replied, "No thank you."
Vince said, "Regina?"
Regina replied, "Sure."
I gave my sister my daughter and said, "Support her head. Her neck is not strong enough yet."
Regina said, "She's so cute. I think she likes her aunt."
I replied, "I think so, too."
My family left at just before 10 am. At 2 pm, Vince's dad, Penny, and Anya came.
Penny asked me, "How was labor and delivery?"
I told her the whole story. She replied, "God. My labor and delivery was so fast, I almost had Anya in the car."
Reverie cried. She was hungry, so I put her to my breast. I said, "Reverie has been eating every hour for 20-30 minutes."
Penny replied, "Her stomach is so tiny. I remember when Anya was a newborn and she was cluster feeding."
I said, "Yep. The lactation consultant told me that. It's perfectly normal."
After Vince's dad, stepmom, and half sister left, my friends Perry, Mark, and Rachel came. Perry said, "Zane, Charlie, and Quinn couldn't come, but they send you all their well wishes."
Mark asked Vince, "How's it like being a dad?"
Vince replied, "Well, we won't be going home until tomorrow morning. And she was born at a little after 4 this morning, so I don't have much experience."
After our friends left, Vince, Reverie, and I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening as our little family of now 3. Yes, Vince and I became parents young, but if that was what God had in store for us, why not? Yes, we might not be as financially ready as older parents, but we will both work our asses off to give our daughter everything she needs and most of what she wants. Vince and I have the support of our families for us to raise our baby. And of course, both Vince and I are going to college, to further our educations and to eventually get better jobs. Yes, college will be harder with taking care of a child, but we can do it.
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Post by Michelle Denouement on Dec 8, 2013 22:20:17 GMT -5
Ch. 11 The day after I gave birth to Reverie, we went home at 9 am. She and I are perfectly healthy, so we got to leave the day after I had her. We dressed her in the purple and white dress I got when we found out that she is a girl, and a light weight purple cardigan. I, on the other hand, was wearing capri length yoga pants and my University of Maryland t-shirt. Since my belly looks like I'm still 6 months pregnant (totally normal) and I have soreness and a few stitches down below. I just pushed out an 8 pound 10 ounces baby and got a second degree tear, I'm not doing jeans. I sat in the back with our daughter, while Vince drove. Reverie slept on the entire car ride home. She is such a calm baby. When we got home and entered her room, she wanted her diaper changed. After I changed her, she wanted to be fed. I sat down with her in the rocking chair and the nursing pillow in my lap, to bring my baby closer to my breasts without my arms getting super tired. My dad came in to the room and said, "Oh, your feeding her." I replied, "Mom did this with all four of us." Dad said, "I know. Is there something you need?" I replied, "Water. Breastfeeding is making me thirsty." After dad left, Vince came in. He said, "That's my fiancee and my beautiful daughter." I replied, "I feel honored to have your child. And to be your fiancee." Dad came in with a big glass of water. I replied, "Thanks dad." On June 15th, when Reverie was a week old, we went out for Father's Day for lunch. Willow was wearing the blue dress Vince got her at the same time we got the purple dress. Vince said, "My first father's day, with my little girl and my fiancee. Just last year, I couldn't picture myself with celebrating Father's Day, as well as being engaged to the woman who gave birth to my child." I replied, while stroking a sleeping Reverie's hair, "We made a pretty baby girl together, and today is the day to celebrate you being a father. Come to think of it, her due date was today." Vince said, laughing a little, "It would have been so scary if your water broke here." I replied, "Haha. Thank god I had her a week before." I give my daughter's forehead a little kiss. I look at her face. She's a spitting image of me, except that she has Vince's nose and ears. I said to her, "You're so beautiful." Reverie grunted. After we were finished with brunch, we left the restaurant and headed home. ******* July 22nd, 2036 Today is the day I spend all day at the University of Maryland, at Freshman Orientation. Vince went to his last Tuesday, and I missed the crap out of him. I'll be missing the crap out of my baby. I have pumped breast milk for this occasion, so I don't need to worry about that. And my parents will be watching her. I introduced her to bottles of pumped breast milk a couple of weeks ago, and so far, no nipple confusion. I've just been really lucky. I finally can fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans, thanks to breastfeeding. I wore a pair of white jean shorts that I wore last summer, a University of Maryland t-shirt, and a pair of red Keds with white ankle socks. When I got there and checked in, I went to my orientation group, with the other Music Education majors. We all introduced ourselves after the orientation leader took attendance. When it was my turn to introduce myself, I said, "I'm Willow, my pronouns are she/her/hers, and I'm from Chevy Chase. I graduated salutatorian and I have a six week old daughter named Reverie Katherine." We spent the day touring the campus, having lunch, meeting with advisors and signing up for classes, and playing some games to get to know each other. Turns out, I was not the only teen/young parent in my group. One guy named Xavier has a son the same age as Reverie named Ian. I got back to Chevy Chase at 7 pm. When I came home, Reverie wanted to nurse. And so, I nursed her. I missed my baby girl. My mom and Vince said that she also missed me. Being a teen mother on top of being a college student is tough, but I'll be making it work. Even if it does mean I have to take summer classes, I will graduate in 4 years.
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Post by Invisible on Dec 10, 2013 18:45:11 GMT -5
Sorry, Michelle, for the late reply. Read the latest instalment yesterday. I really enjoyed it, and I am so glad there was someone else with a child in Willow's class. Sounds like they'll become fast friends.
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Post by Seymour Glass on Dec 11, 2013 16:57:23 GMT -5
Since this is the 2030s, I'm guessing a lot of people were nostalgic for the 2010s just like people today are nostalgic for the 90s.
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Post by Invisible on Dec 11, 2013 20:22:05 GMT -5
Sigh...The '90s...Actually, that's a good point. How has technology changed, Michelle?
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Post by Seymour Glass on Jul 2, 2014 12:09:04 GMT -5
Do you plan on continuing this story? I really like it.
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Post by Teleram on Jul 3, 2014 22:14:48 GMT -5
Not to sound mean or anything, but you don't have to make this as ASOUE fanfiction, you can just make it a stand alone story and change the last names of characters.
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