The Birth of My Daughter
I was a normal teenager with a great life. I was free and fun-loving, enjoying my last few months of my junior year in high school preparing to become a senior with my great friends and loving boyfriend. I always knew that once I graduated high school, that I would go on to a great college, and start a family. I have always wanted kids for as long as I can remember. But little did I know that I was going to be a mother way sooner than I had planned.
The night I got pregnant, I knew something was wrong. I just had a weird, suspicious feeling that my whole life was about to change. It took four times of checking to see if I really was pregnant to finally convince myself. Yes, I had always wanted a baby, but I was scared. I kept thinking that I’m too young and I was scared that the dad was going to leave me and I would be a single parent. I knew a lot about babies and kids because I had three little siblings that I took care of a lot. So it wasn’t that that was scaring me. It was the fact that I had no job, was not married, and only 17. But I knew that I had made a mistake, and that I needed to own up to my responsibilities.
I told the father, Jordan, first. He wouldn’t believe it at first, but soon he realized that it was happening and came to his senses; he is still by my side to this day and is a fantastic father. After I told him, I went home and told my mom. I was really scared to tell her because she was a teen mom and I was afraid that she would think I had failed her and didn’t learn from her mistakes. Growing up, I witnessed first hand how hard it was to be a teen parent. But she was very supportive and wanted to help me. This made things a lot easier.
My pregnancy was easy. I didn't have any morning sickness, or any problems. It was a pretty easy ride, up until about my seventh month. At that point, my back was hurting so bad that I couldn’t sleep, I had horrible heartburn and a very active baby. I have a very small torso, but my baby was pretty big so whenever she kicked it was right up in my ribs and it hurt. At first, we thought she was a boy. Everybody had told me that that is what they thought it was, and I just had a feeling. So Jordan and I only talked about boy names. That was until we went in for my 20 week ultrasound and found out it was a girl. We were very surprised! We had to start from square one with names. But finally the Jordan came up with the name Trinity and I fell in love with it.
My due date was set for Thanksgiving day; November 22 of 2012. I kept thinking that she was going to come early. I just had a feeling. My baby shower was not even until November 10th and I was afraid that Trinity would come before I was able to have my shower. But my instincts had been wrong before, and sure enough they were wrong again. It wasn't until the Monday before I was due that my doctor and I decided to induce me.
My induction was set for the next morning at 7:00. But I had gotten a call from the hospital at 6:30 that morning saying that they would have to postpone my induction. I was pretty upset because I was all prepared to have my baby. I was waiting for a call all day saying that I could come in, but I never got one. It wasn't until 8 that night that my doctor called me and said that they could get me in at 7 the next morning. Right after we got off the phone, she called me again saying that they just got an opening and could take me right then. My heart started racing and I became very nervous, but I was ready. I grabbed my bag, called my mom and Jordan,, and headed to the hospital.
When I got in, they checked me and I was already 3 cm dilated so they decided not to give me Pitocin to induce my labor and just gave me a pill to soften my cervix. So technically, I went into labor on my own. Things were pretty easy at first. I wasn't even feeling my contractions and me and Jordan were just talking and watching t.v. for a while.Then my luck ran out and I started feeling them. They weren't that bad at first, but then they progressively got worse. My contractions soon turned into piggy back contractions, so it was one after another without a break. But my contractions weren't dilating me any and I was starting to get very discouraged and mad. They just kept getting worse and worse until I finally asked for some IV drugs. I mostly did it because I was having a lot of back labor as well and I felt like my back was breaking every time I had a contraction. They put some medicine in my Iv and it worked for about three contractions before I started feeling them full force again. So that is when I asked for the epidural.
It felt like years before the anesthesiologist was able to get there. Once he did, he worked really fast. I started having contractions as he was doing it but I had to stay completely still and it was very hard. I was squeezing Jordan's hand very hard trying to keep myself from moving. But once the epidural was in, I felt really good. I wasn't able to feel a thing and was able to fall asleep for about an hour. They did have to put an oxygen mask on me though because every time I had a contraction my baby’s heartbeat was dropping too low for comfort. But it was nothing to be too concerned about.
At about 10:20 in the morning on Wednesday the 21 st, the nurse came in and woke me up to check me. When she did, I was 10 cm dilated. So on my next contraction, I started pushing. The epidural was still there so I couldn't feel anything., so I was able to enjoy it. The delivery was easy. It only took four contractions of me pushing before my daughter was born at 10:43 in the morning on Wednesday, November 21st. One day before my due date. everything was great. Trinity was super healthy and a good 8 pounds and 9.3 ounces and 20.5 inches long. Everybody kept telling just how perfect she looked.
After a grueling 14 hours of labor, my beautiful daughter was finally born and Jordan and I could not be happier. My daughter has been very healthy and a great baby and I feel so blessed. Just looking at her beautiful face, makes all 14 hours very worth it. I love being a mom.
That's not to say that it doesn't come with its challenges though. In the hospital, it wasn't too bad because I either had my mom or Jordan there at night to help me. But when I brought Trinity home, I was alone with her at night in my room. I was scared that I wasn't going to wake up whenever she cried so I was waking up every half hour just to make sure she was breathing for the first week before I realized that this girl had strong enough lungs that I would definitely wake up if she needed me. I never knew that it was possible to be that tired. I felt like I couldn't even function. Especially because Trinity was wanting to eat about every hour. I didn't know why she wanted to eat so much. So my mom gave me the idea to track how much milk I was producing and I realized that I wasn't producing enough to satisfy her. So I started supplementing with formula and things became a lot better.
I believed that getting pregnant and having my daughter saved me. I wasn’t in a very good place in my life with me and my family. When I got pregnant, it made me realize that I need to straighten up and trying to be the best I could be for my daughter. All of my love went to her immediately. She made things between me and my mother a lot better. She’s my world and my savior. After she was born I moved in with the father of my daughter and I feel like I finally have my own life. Things have really started looking up.
Being a mom is more than anything I could ever imagine. It's a blessing that I could never explain. It's indescribable. I have never felt so much love in my life. I never believed in love at first site until I saw beautiful Trinity. She grows like crazy and it makes me scared to think that I might blink and she will flash forward before my eyes. I make sure to cherish my every moment with my beautiful daughter.
I was a normal teenager with a great life. I was free and fun-loving, enjoying my last few months of my junior year in high school preparing to become a senior with my great friends and loving boyfriend. I always knew that once I graduated high school, that I would go on to a great college, and start a family. I have always wanted kids for as long as I can remember. But little did I know that I was going to be a mother way sooner than I had planned.
The night I got pregnant, I knew something was wrong. I just had a weird, suspicious feeling that my whole life was about to change. It took four times of checking to see if I really was pregnant to finally convince myself. Yes, I had always wanted a baby, but I was scared. I kept thinking that I’m too young and I was scared that the dad was going to leave me and I would be a single parent. I knew a lot about babies and kids because I had three little siblings that I took care of a lot. So it wasn’t that that was scaring me. It was the fact that I had no job, was not married, and only 17. But I knew that I had made a mistake, and that I needed to own up to my responsibilities.
I told the father, Jordan, first. He wouldn’t believe it at first, but soon he realized that it was happening and came to his senses; he is still by my side to this day and is a fantastic father. After I told him, I went home and told my mom. I was really scared to tell her because she was a teen mom and I was afraid that she would think I had failed her and didn’t learn from her mistakes. Growing up, I witnessed first hand how hard it was to be a teen parent. But she was very supportive and wanted to help me. This made things a lot easier.
My pregnancy was easy. I didn't have any morning sickness, or any problems. It was a pretty easy ride, up until about my seventh month. At that point, my back was hurting so bad that I couldn’t sleep, I had horrible heartburn and a very active baby. I have a very small torso, but my baby was pretty big so whenever she kicked it was right up in my ribs and it hurt. At first, we thought she was a boy. Everybody had told me that that is what they thought it was, and I just had a feeling. So Jordan and I only talked about boy names. That was until we went in for my 20 week ultrasound and found out it was a girl. We were very surprised! We had to start from square one with names. But finally the Jordan came up with the name Trinity and I fell in love with it.
My due date was set for Thanksgiving day; November 22 of 2012. I kept thinking that she was going to come early. I just had a feeling. My baby shower was not even until November 10th and I was afraid that Trinity would come before I was able to have my shower. But my instincts had been wrong before, and sure enough they were wrong again. It wasn't until the Monday before I was due that my doctor and I decided to induce me.
My induction was set for the next morning at 7:00. But I had gotten a call from the hospital at 6:30 that morning saying that they would have to postpone my induction. I was pretty upset because I was all prepared to have my baby. I was waiting for a call all day saying that I could come in, but I never got one. It wasn't until 8 that night that my doctor called me and said that they could get me in at 7 the next morning. Right after we got off the phone, she called me again saying that they just got an opening and could take me right then. My heart started racing and I became very nervous, but I was ready. I grabbed my bag, called my mom and Jordan,, and headed to the hospital.
When I got in, they checked me and I was already 3 cm dilated so they decided not to give me Pitocin to induce my labor and just gave me a pill to soften my cervix. So technically, I went into labor on my own. Things were pretty easy at first. I wasn't even feeling my contractions and me and Jordan were just talking and watching t.v. for a while.Then my luck ran out and I started feeling them. They weren't that bad at first, but then they progressively got worse. My contractions soon turned into piggy back contractions, so it was one after another without a break. But my contractions weren't dilating me any and I was starting to get very discouraged and mad. They just kept getting worse and worse until I finally asked for some IV drugs. I mostly did it because I was having a lot of back labor as well and I felt like my back was breaking every time I had a contraction. They put some medicine in my Iv and it worked for about three contractions before I started feeling them full force again. So that is when I asked for the epidural.
It felt like years before the anesthesiologist was able to get there. Once he did, he worked really fast. I started having contractions as he was doing it but I had to stay completely still and it was very hard. I was squeezing Jordan's hand very hard trying to keep myself from moving. But once the epidural was in, I felt really good. I wasn't able to feel a thing and was able to fall asleep for about an hour. They did have to put an oxygen mask on me though because every time I had a contraction my baby’s heartbeat was dropping too low for comfort. But it was nothing to be too concerned about.
At about 10:20 in the morning on Wednesday the 21 st, the nurse came in and woke me up to check me. When she did, I was 10 cm dilated. So on my next contraction, I started pushing. The epidural was still there so I couldn't feel anything., so I was able to enjoy it. The delivery was easy. It only took four contractions of me pushing before my daughter was born at 10:43 in the morning on Wednesday, November 21st. One day before my due date. everything was great. Trinity was super healthy and a good 8 pounds and 9.3 ounces and 20.5 inches long. Everybody kept telling just how perfect she looked.
After a grueling 14 hours of labor, my beautiful daughter was finally born and Jordan and I could not be happier. My daughter has been very healthy and a great baby and I feel so blessed. Just looking at her beautiful face, makes all 14 hours very worth it. I love being a mom.
That's not to say that it doesn't come with its challenges though. In the hospital, it wasn't too bad because I either had my mom or Jordan there at night to help me. But when I brought Trinity home, I was alone with her at night in my room. I was scared that I wasn't going to wake up whenever she cried so I was waking up every half hour just to make sure she was breathing for the first week before I realized that this girl had strong enough lungs that I would definitely wake up if she needed me. I never knew that it was possible to be that tired. I felt like I couldn't even function. Especially because Trinity was wanting to eat about every hour. I didn't know why she wanted to eat so much. So my mom gave me the idea to track how much milk I was producing and I realized that I wasn't producing enough to satisfy her. So I started supplementing with formula and things became a lot better.
I believed that getting pregnant and having my daughter saved me. I wasn’t in a very good place in my life with me and my family. When I got pregnant, it made me realize that I need to straighten up and trying to be the best I could be for my daughter. All of my love went to her immediately. She made things between me and my mother a lot better. She’s my world and my savior. After she was born I moved in with the father of my daughter and I feel like I finally have my own life. Things have really started looking up.
Being a mom is more than anything I could ever imagine. It's a blessing that I could never explain. It's indescribable. I have never felt so much love in my life. I never believed in love at first site until I saw beautiful Trinity. She grows like crazy and it makes me scared to think that I might blink and she will flash forward before my eyes. I make sure to cherish my every moment with my beautiful daughter.
Testament
If in the result of I, Kylem Nichols, being no longer able to care of Trinity Ann Klein- Nichols, then her father, Jordan Klein is to get full custody, with grandparent rights.
If neither I nor Jordan can care for Trinity, then my parents, Sasha and Errik Enewold and Jordan’s parents, Tammy and Calvin Klein, shall receive split custody of Trinity.
I would like for Trinity to grow up in public schools, and attend Glenwood Springs High School. I want her to be taught that anything is possible and to grow up being taught that college is very important.
In the result of my funeral, I would like to be buried in Texas. I would also like red balloons to be released after my burial as my grandfather did to symbolize the freeing of my soul to heaven.
I would also like Trinity to grow up a Christian, knowing that God is always good and has a plan for everybody.
Dear Mom,
I wanted to thank you for all you have done in my life. I know that we may have not always gotten along very well, but you are my mother and I will always love you. You have always supported me in the decision I have made and I am very thankful of that. We have been so much together as a family and you are the true definition of a strong, beautiful woman to me. I love you so much.
Dear Errik,
You were never a step-father to me. You are my father. You have always been there for me and I am sorry I haven’t really let you in. But I do love you. You have been the only father I have ever known and I thank you for taking on that responsibility. I love you.
Dear Jordan,
You mean the world to me. I couldn’t have imagined my life without you. You made me who I am today and I am very thankful of that. You are a fantastic father to Trinity and I couldn’t have asked for a better one. I will ALWAYS love you no matter what.
Dear Trinity,
You are amazing. The best daughter anyone could ever ask for. You are strong and beautiful and I hope you continue to blossom into a beautiful woman. I know you will do great things in life, just remember, anything is possible if you set your heart and mind to it. Go out and create a beautiful life for yourself baby. Mommy loves you more than anything in the world.
If neither I nor Jordan can care for Trinity, then my parents, Sasha and Errik Enewold and Jordan’s parents, Tammy and Calvin Klein, shall receive split custody of Trinity.
I would like for Trinity to grow up in public schools, and attend Glenwood Springs High School. I want her to be taught that anything is possible and to grow up being taught that college is very important.
In the result of my funeral, I would like to be buried in Texas. I would also like red balloons to be released after my burial as my grandfather did to symbolize the freeing of my soul to heaven.
I would also like Trinity to grow up a Christian, knowing that God is always good and has a plan for everybody.
Dear Mom,
I wanted to thank you for all you have done in my life. I know that we may have not always gotten along very well, but you are my mother and I will always love you. You have always supported me in the decision I have made and I am very thankful of that. We have been so much together as a family and you are the true definition of a strong, beautiful woman to me. I love you so much.
Dear Errik,
You were never a step-father to me. You are my father. You have always been there for me and I am sorry I haven’t really let you in. But I do love you. You have been the only father I have ever known and I thank you for taking on that responsibility. I love you.
Dear Jordan,
You mean the world to me. I couldn’t have imagined my life without you. You made me who I am today and I am very thankful of that. You are a fantastic father to Trinity and I couldn’t have asked for a better one. I will ALWAYS love you no matter what.
Dear Trinity,
You are amazing. The best daughter anyone could ever ask for. You are strong and beautiful and I hope you continue to blossom into a beautiful woman. I know you will do great things in life, just remember, anything is possible if you set your heart and mind to it. Go out and create a beautiful life for yourself baby. Mommy loves you more than anything in the world.