On January 5th my day started out by going to the doctor for my 40 week appointment, at that point I was so ready to not be pregnant anymore; I had really hoped that I wouldn’t have had to go for yet another visit to the doctor. After the routine weight check and the millionth time of peeing in a cup, I met with the nurse practitioner and was hooked up the non-stress test. After checking me [and baby] she informed me that I was all ready to go. That if I wanted, they could induce me.
Even though I loved the thought of not being pregnant anymore, I still wasn’t fond of the idea of using chemicals to bring on labor. I had also heard that contractions are much stronger after you’ve been induced. So after thinking it over and making a pro-con list with Marcos we decided not to do it and just wait. By the look that appeared on the face of the NP, she thought I was crazy. But I didn’t care.
Marcos works second shift and doesn’t get home until after midnight, any time between midnight and three in the morning. As soon he got the job, I started praying that I’d go into labor either on Sunday (his day off) or in the morning. I mean, what woman wants to be in the hospital, in labor, alone? Not me!
So, that day after getting home from the doctor hubby left for work. And there I sat, like every other day until late that afternoon when the contractions started. I wasn’t really sure if they were real. They weren’t consistent and didn’t seem to be progressing much. I even started ‘journaling’ the times when I had them in order to keep track. By the time Marcos got home my contractions had become more regular and by 4AM they were about five minutes apart. So of we went to hospital.
After going through a million questions in the triage, I was told that my doctor wanted to start me on some meds to speed up my contractions. I wasn’t too pleased, but I didn’t want to complain at that point. By 7/7:30AM I was throwing up because my contractions were so strong. [Thanks to the meds!] That was by far way worse than the contractions themselves which were pretty darn painful to begin with. So not being able to control my vomiting (Oh and my body was shaking extremely out of control. It was almost as if I didn’t have any control over stopping it.) I made the decision to have an epidural.
Now, this whole pregnancy I had been telling people and myself that I wanted delivery to be as natural as possible. So I was kind of disappointed in myself at first for having help. I will also admit that I was a little nervous about getting an epidural, more so than the thought of pushing a baby out of my body. But once that catheter was in and started working, I loved it. I even got to rest while I waited for the labor to progress. My water did break on its own, which I was happy for. That was at about 11 o’clock. By 11:50AM our son was out!
I was just as excited for the birth as any other mother would be. They put the baby right into my lap as soon as he was born. But I found it kind of annoying that the nurses coach you even after the birth. “Hold him. It’s your baby!” I know all of that. “Look at him!” It felt almost as if they didn’t think I wanted him. All I was doing was trying to catch my breath. I mean, come on! I just pushed for nearly an hour.
Other than being sick during labor, it wasn't a bad experience. From all the stories and TV shows on the subject, I expected it to be much worse. And maybe it would have been if I would have gone 100% natural. I don't think I'll ever find out. If I get pregnant again, I am for sure getting that epidural and this time it will be before I get sick!
February 5, 2011
January 30, 2011
Finally!
Well, the last time I blogged I was complaining that I was two days late. That same afternoon (late afternoon) my contractions started. They weren't really constant and I wasn't even sure if they were contractions until late that night. At around one the next morning is when they started to "progress" and actually seem like contractions. And by 4 am we were at the hospital with my contractions being 5 minutes apart.
That morning, the morning of January 6th, our son was born! A son! I have a son! I'M A MOM!
He was born super healthy, measuring 20 inches and weighing in at exactly 7 pounds. Oh, and by the way, he's the cutest little boy I've ever seen!
So as you can probably imagine by reading this, I didn't have to be induced! I am very proud of this and very proud of the fact that I didn't need to have a c-section. They did end up giving me meds to help my contractions progress faster, which I now know makes me sick. [I was throwing up like crazy]. I also ended up having an epidural, which I didn't plan on. I'm pretty sure that if the oxytocin hadn't made me super sick that I could have gone without it. But to any of you who are nervous about getting one or not sure because of horror stories you've heard, don't sweat it. It was pretty much painless to 'install' and from there on it was smooth sailing. With having the epidural, labor and delivery was a piece of cake!
The absolute worst part are the first few days of being home. The aches and pains plus the newness of being a mommy is just overwhelming. It isn't bad, it was just unexpected for me. Thankfully I have my parents close and an amazing husband who have helped me out so I don't lose my mind and have given me the chance to shower! (Thanks guys!)
So if you are pregnant or thinking about becoming so, it's all good. Don't worry! The "bad" parts aren't bad, they are just unexpected times and moments that you'll know how to take care of in no time.
Want to know something else cool? A week after the delivery, I could fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans! No more belly, at all! And...!!! No stretch marks! Mama Bee worked! [If only I would have used it on my boobs more! Yes, they are huge now. And thankfully are no longer engorged!]
I hope to blog more. I have been journaling and have more on labor, the somewhat creepy nurse and more. I just haven't had the chance to type it. Stay tuned.
ps. Our son is three and a half weeks old!
That morning, the morning of January 6th, our son was born! A son! I have a son! I'M A MOM!
He was born super healthy, measuring 20 inches and weighing in at exactly 7 pounds. Oh, and by the way, he's the cutest little boy I've ever seen!
So as you can probably imagine by reading this, I didn't have to be induced! I am very proud of this and very proud of the fact that I didn't need to have a c-section. They did end up giving me meds to help my contractions progress faster, which I now know makes me sick. [I was throwing up like crazy]. I also ended up having an epidural, which I didn't plan on. I'm pretty sure that if the oxytocin hadn't made me super sick that I could have gone without it. But to any of you who are nervous about getting one or not sure because of horror stories you've heard, don't sweat it. It was pretty much painless to 'install' and from there on it was smooth sailing. With having the epidural, labor and delivery was a piece of cake!
The absolute worst part are the first few days of being home. The aches and pains plus the newness of being a mommy is just overwhelming. It isn't bad, it was just unexpected for me. Thankfully I have my parents close and an amazing husband who have helped me out so I don't lose my mind and have given me the chance to shower! (Thanks guys!)
So if you are pregnant or thinking about becoming so, it's all good. Don't worry! The "bad" parts aren't bad, they are just unexpected times and moments that you'll know how to take care of in no time.
Want to know something else cool? A week after the delivery, I could fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans! No more belly, at all! And...!!! No stretch marks! Mama Bee worked! [If only I would have used it on my boobs more! Yes, they are huge now. And thankfully are no longer engorged!]
I hope to blog more. I have been journaling and have more on labor, the somewhat creepy nurse and more. I just haven't had the chance to type it. Stay tuned.
ps. Our son is three and a half weeks old!
January 5, 2011
Two Days Late
To be induced or not to be?
That is the question.
Had my appointment this morning.
It started out as usual. Had my first non stress test today.
Not too bad, just slightly uncomfortable.
The unusual yet funny thing is that during the exam the doctor informed us that she could feel the facial features of the baby. [What? That's possible?] I was slightly shocked but it only made me want to see that face so much more.
The doctor also reported that I'm all ready to go and could give birth now if I wanted. She asked if I wanted to be induced today or tomorrow night. After thinking about it, I made the difficult decision to just wait and see if I can go into labor on my own. As much as I would love the back pain to be over with and to be able to sleep in whatever position I'd like, I just couldn't say yes to that.
So I went ahead and made an appointment for Monday. If baby still hasn't come, I'll be heading to the maternity ward to be induced. Prayerfully I won't have to wait 'til then.
Oh baby. You have my go ahead to come on out!
Oh! And did I mention that we're moving? Yeah. We are. I'll let you know how that goes.
I think that may have been the main reason I didn't agree to being induced yet. I want to be all moved in before baby comes. That makes sense doesn't it?
That is the question.
Had my appointment this morning.
It started out as usual. Had my first non stress test today.
Not too bad, just slightly uncomfortable.
The unusual yet funny thing is that during the exam the doctor informed us that she could feel the facial features of the baby. [What? That's possible?] I was slightly shocked but it only made me want to see that face so much more.
The doctor also reported that I'm all ready to go and could give birth now if I wanted. She asked if I wanted to be induced today or tomorrow night. After thinking about it, I made the difficult decision to just wait and see if I can go into labor on my own. As much as I would love the back pain to be over with and to be able to sleep in whatever position I'd like, I just couldn't say yes to that.
So I went ahead and made an appointment for Monday. If baby still hasn't come, I'll be heading to the maternity ward to be induced. Prayerfully I won't have to wait 'til then.
Oh baby. You have my go ahead to come on out!
Oh! And did I mention that we're moving? Yeah. We are. I'll let you know how that goes.
I think that may have been the main reason I didn't agree to being induced yet. I want to be all moved in before baby comes. That makes sense doesn't it?
January 4, 2011
One Day Late
Well so far this little one is one day late. Hopefully I won't be posting too many similar blogs to let you know that I still haven't gone into labor.
I have yet another doctor's appointment tomorrow. One I wish I didn't have to go to. Yes, it will be the same old same old. I was just hoping that this baby would be out by then. I sure hope it's [the baby] not too comfy in there. We want him [or her] out!
One thing I've been thinking about. I've heard and read that baby should become less active as the due date approaches. That because of the lack of room in there, baby has a harder time moving around. Well, let me just tell you! To any of you gals who are worried that baby moves too much or anything of the sort, don't worry. My baby is still extremely active, mostly when I'm trying to go to sleep. [I just thought I'd share that tid bit of information].
Now, I know you are all anxious to hear from me that I've gone into labor or even just had the baby.
Not to disappoint or anything, I just don't think that I'll be logging on once I go into labor and I know that I won't be logging on within the first few days, at least, of the baby being born.
But there will be news coming, eventually. So don't fret.
Soon enough some of you will be getting calls from my husband, my dad and of course my mom. The rest of you will be hearing it through the phone tree or grapevine. But you will all hear. And see, eventually.
So hold your horses people!
If I have to be patient, so do you!
I have yet another doctor's appointment tomorrow. One I wish I didn't have to go to. Yes, it will be the same old same old. I was just hoping that this baby would be out by then. I sure hope it's [the baby] not too comfy in there. We want him [or her] out!
One thing I've been thinking about. I've heard and read that baby should become less active as the due date approaches. That because of the lack of room in there, baby has a harder time moving around. Well, let me just tell you! To any of you gals who are worried that baby moves too much or anything of the sort, don't worry. My baby is still extremely active, mostly when I'm trying to go to sleep. [I just thought I'd share that tid bit of information].
Now, I know you are all anxious to hear from me that I've gone into labor or even just had the baby.
Not to disappoint or anything, I just don't think that I'll be logging on once I go into labor and I know that I won't be logging on within the first few days, at least, of the baby being born.
But there will be news coming, eventually. So don't fret.
Soon enough some of you will be getting calls from my husband, my dad and of course my mom. The rest of you will be hearing it through the phone tree or grapevine. But you will all hear. And see, eventually.
So hold your horses people!
If I have to be patient, so do you!
January 3, 2011
Due Date
So, the day has come! Ok, let me rephrase that.
My due date has arrived.
But baby still hasn't signaled that it's time.
I guess that since only 5% of women actually have their babies on their projected due dates, I might be out of luck.
My mom was 3 days late with me and a week late with my sister. I can only hope and pray that I don't go anywhere near that long.
Now don't get me wrong, I haven't been sick at all during this pregnancy. Many people continuously ask me how I'm feeling and how I'm doing, as if I were ill or having a terrible pregnancy. To tell you the truth, I have been so blessed that I can't even fathom how pregnancy could be better or easier.
My little body is sore but I won't complain. I'm also super happy that you can't tell I'm pregnant from the back. Which can only mean that once this little one comes out, my body will quickly go back to normal.
With each day that passes, I only get more anxious. Please be praying that I don't have to wait too much longer. Also, I want to avoid being induced. So pray for that too.
My due date has arrived.
But baby still hasn't signaled that it's time.
I guess that since only 5% of women actually have their babies on their projected due dates, I might be out of luck.
My mom was 3 days late with me and a week late with my sister. I can only hope and pray that I don't go anywhere near that long.
Now don't get me wrong, I haven't been sick at all during this pregnancy. Many people continuously ask me how I'm feeling and how I'm doing, as if I were ill or having a terrible pregnancy. To tell you the truth, I have been so blessed that I can't even fathom how pregnancy could be better or easier.
My little body is sore but I won't complain. I'm also super happy that you can't tell I'm pregnant from the back. Which can only mean that once this little one comes out, my body will quickly go back to normal.
With each day that passes, I only get more anxious. Please be praying that I don't have to wait too much longer. Also, I want to avoid being induced. So pray for that too.
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