February 28th, 2005 was Mr. Garrison's due date. I made a deal with God that day. "God, let this baby come today and my husband gets to live." Just kidding! I was READY and I think I actually willed the labor...this after going to the hospital prematurely 3 weeks earlier thinking my water had broken only to be told by a sweet little nurse (sarcastic) whose shift was ending that I had peed on myself six times that day. Yeah, that made the trip to the hospital completely worth it to Jeff. So, back to February 28th, 2005. I went into labor Sunday night and woke Jeff up around 4:00 am Monday morning. When he finally got up and we were in the car my contractions were 2 minutes apart and I was hurting. We're driving along and all of a sudden instead of getting on the interstate, Jeff pulls into a gas station. "WHAT?!" "We have no gas???" So, I'm thinking he is going to put five dollars or so of gas into his SUV to get us to the hospital. No. When a contraction came that had me standing straight up in the car I could see that he was fillin' her up! I seriously thought about breaking my earlier deal with God but then I realized I was probalby going to need Jeff later. Obviously we made it to the hospital, had an emergency C-Section, apparently I said a lot of things I don't remember in my drug induced state, and the rest is history. Garrison has stayed true to form starting with his dramatic entry into the world. He's our little entertainer and of course you can't be an entertainer unless you are dramatic. He's running the show and we are loving every minute of it!
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