This was written by my mother the first June after my recovery from alcohol. I can't read it too much because it's emotional . I thought it was told very well so I didn't edit though I wanted to. This was in her own words. I love this story.
The Birth of Darius Ewell Lane II
When we give a gift we must hope and believe that the person we give the gift to can use it. My gift to you is the story of your birth.
I will start the day before, it seems that it was a perfect day:
June 27, 1978, your father and me went to the mall to look for a few baby things. We had your room all fixed up and were looking for a few blankets. I notice that my feet were so swollen that it was hard for me to walk. At that time I didn't know that I was in the first stages of labor. I really didn't say any thing because I had been to the hospital about four or five times in the last week, so I that it was a false alarm.
As I walked there were so much back pressure that I had to keep sitting down. We went to the Chinese restaurant and eat. Your father had fried rice and a bottle of red wine. I had the buffet. I remember so well because felt better when I came out because I said to your father dont drink all that I might go in to labor. That was about 6:00 that evening. We went for a ride and returned home about 9:00. We talked about you for a little while and then went to bed. I always had your father to use Desenex on his face because it helped with the hair bumps, when he shaved.
He went straight to sleep. As for me you know even then I watched T.V. all night. About 5min to twelve I started to pray I even remember the prayer. God I thank you for my little baby that he had gave me, and if I go into labor please let it be quick and easy. As I ended the prayer at 12:00 I felt some really bad back pain. I got up went to the restroom I thought I had to use it. Nothing happen so I went back to bed. Soon as I laid down it started again so I went back to the restroom but nothing happen. This time as I lay down felt as if some one had hit me in the back with a bat, so I woke Lane us and told him that this is it and he panicked. He went in the restroom to wash is face and you known that he was nervous. He was trying to wash his face but the Desenex on his face was hard to come off. He started screaming why you make me use this s**t on my face now I cant get it off. I still laugh about it today. We left home about 12:30 the hospital about fifteen min from were we lived.
Got to the hospital and I begin to pray again. You know that God answers prayer. I asked God with every pain to allow me to be another centimeter. He really does answer prayer, because at the end of that prayer my water broke and I told your father and he asked what water and were was the water. At that time the water started coming off the bed. With in seven pains you were here. Your father went in with me. When they said push he was in my face saying everything they said. When he saw all that blood he asked the doctor what the hell you doing to my wife. They had to tell him that it was apart of the process. When it was over they gave you to him and he left me and went with you he stayed with you for about three hours. He wanted to make sure that they did every thing right. He was so proud from the start of you.
He wanted you and I think in some ways he needed you. I do know that you were wanted. That when I knew that I could really trust God. You see he brought me through when I didn't know what to do.
I want you to always remember that God chose you for himself.
Love your mom
The Birth of Darius Ewell Lane II
When we give a gift we must hope and believe that the person we give the gift to can use it. My gift to you is the story of your birth.
I will start the day before, it seems that it was a perfect day:
June 27, 1978, your father and me went to the mall to look for a few baby things. We had your room all fixed up and were looking for a few blankets. I notice that my feet were so swollen that it was hard for me to walk. At that time I didn't know that I was in the first stages of labor. I really didn't say any thing because I had been to the hospital about four or five times in the last week, so I that it was a false alarm.
As I walked there were so much back pressure that I had to keep sitting down. We went to the Chinese restaurant and eat. Your father had fried rice and a bottle of red wine. I had the buffet. I remember so well because felt better when I came out because I said to your father dont drink all that I might go in to labor. That was about 6:00 that evening. We went for a ride and returned home about 9:00. We talked about you for a little while and then went to bed. I always had your father to use Desenex on his face because it helped with the hair bumps, when he shaved.
He went straight to sleep. As for me you know even then I watched T.V. all night. About 5min to twelve I started to pray I even remember the prayer. God I thank you for my little baby that he had gave me, and if I go into labor please let it be quick and easy. As I ended the prayer at 12:00 I felt some really bad back pain. I got up went to the restroom I thought I had to use it. Nothing happen so I went back to bed. Soon as I laid down it started again so I went back to the restroom but nothing happen. This time as I lay down felt as if some one had hit me in the back with a bat, so I woke Lane us and told him that this is it and he panicked. He went in the restroom to wash is face and you known that he was nervous. He was trying to wash his face but the Desenex on his face was hard to come off. He started screaming why you make me use this s**t on my face now I cant get it off. I still laugh about it today. We left home about 12:30 the hospital about fifteen min from were we lived.
Got to the hospital and I begin to pray again. You know that God answers prayer. I asked God with every pain to allow me to be another centimeter. He really does answer prayer, because at the end of that prayer my water broke and I told your father and he asked what water and were was the water. At that time the water started coming off the bed. With in seven pains you were here. Your father went in with me. When they said push he was in my face saying everything they said. When he saw all that blood he asked the doctor what the hell you doing to my wife. They had to tell him that it was apart of the process. When it was over they gave you to him and he left me and went with you he stayed with you for about three hours. He wanted to make sure that they did every thing right. He was so proud from the start of you.
He wanted you and I think in some ways he needed you. I do know that you were wanted. That when I knew that I could really trust God. You see he brought me through when I didn't know what to do.
I want you to always remember that God chose you for himself.
Love your mom
