Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts
Friday, November 4, 2011
Part 2
After six hours of active labor..and an hour and a half of pushing.. my beautiful baby boy was born. It was just me and mom (with the doctor and nurses) to welcome him at 6:01 am. He weighed 7lbs 1.5 ounces and was 20.5 inches long. He let out the loudest wail after Mom cut the cord.. and as the nurse carried him over to the warmer.. he peed on her. LOL! I should have known then that he was gonna be a handful! Mom went out in the waiting room to call my Dad.. and he was already at the hospital waiting. She called him at 4am right before I started to push to give him an update..and he couldn't go back to sleep. So he sat there for 2 hours waiting for me. It was the most amazing moment of my life.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Part 1
A lot can happen over the years.
10 years ago.. I was most likely getting home from a night out on the town.
8 years ago.. About the same ;-)
7 years ago.. My life was about to change. The best change that could have ever happened to me.
November 3, 2004 was the day I went into labor with my little monster. Seems like ages ago… but I remember every little detail. I thought I was going to be pregnant forever!
A little backstory… I went into preterm labor on September 28th. I didn’t know it.. And at first didn’t even feel the contractions. I had a Non Stress Test that day and as soon as they hooked me up to the monitor, there they were.. Every 2-3 minutes. The nurse was shocked.. Hell, I was shocked. I was given a shot to try to stop the labor, but it didn’t work. Persistent little contractions.. And they were working too! I was dilated to 2cm. So I was given a 2nd shot and it worked. Thankfully! At 34 weeks, my little guy wasn’t done cooking. So I was sent home on bed rest. (Which I started AFTER a quick Target trip to get comfy pjs lol) Sooo.. My due date of Halloween came and went with no bundle of joy. I was avoiding answering the phone because I got SO damn tired of people calling and asking “Did ya have that baby yet?” .
I had a Dr appt on November 3rd and expected to be told no change and that this baby was perfectly content in the womb. Mom and I made plans for lunch AFTER my appointment (Cracker Barrel) but we never got that lunch. Dr. R checked me (still 2 cm) and said, “How would you like to have a baby today?” I was dumbfounded. I sat out in the waiting room while the nurse prepared my paper work with that “deer in headlights look”. I remember Mom telling me to stop because I was scaring other patients. LoL As much as I was looking forward to my still unnamed little guy, I was NOT looking forward to the pitocin. I had heard horror stories about that drug. Once in my LD room, I get changed into the gown and go to the bathroom, only to find out I had lost my mucous plug! It was so gross but I was so happy! I got hooked up on the monitors and I was having contractions! Nothing too regular.. But I could feel them. They told me to relax for a few hours and at around 6pm they would insert a Cervadil to help things along and then another one at midnight and pitocin wouldn’t start until the next morning. Well my body FINALLY knew what to do and it by the time I got the 2nd cervadil I was having regular contractions and dilating/effacing! I remember watching the monitor and seeing the contractions start to graph before I could actually feel them. Strangest thing ever! By midnight I was 4 cm and became best friends with my anesthesiologist. There was no way I was doing this without an epidural. . .
To be continued..
10 years ago.. I was most likely getting home from a night out on the town.
8 years ago.. About the same ;-)
7 years ago.. My life was about to change. The best change that could have ever happened to me.
November 3, 2004 was the day I went into labor with my little monster. Seems like ages ago… but I remember every little detail. I thought I was going to be pregnant forever!
A little backstory… I went into preterm labor on September 28th. I didn’t know it.. And at first didn’t even feel the contractions. I had a Non Stress Test that day and as soon as they hooked me up to the monitor, there they were.. Every 2-3 minutes. The nurse was shocked.. Hell, I was shocked. I was given a shot to try to stop the labor, but it didn’t work. Persistent little contractions.. And they were working too! I was dilated to 2cm. So I was given a 2nd shot and it worked. Thankfully! At 34 weeks, my little guy wasn’t done cooking. So I was sent home on bed rest. (Which I started AFTER a quick Target trip to get comfy pjs lol) Sooo.. My due date of Halloween came and went with no bundle of joy. I was avoiding answering the phone because I got SO damn tired of people calling and asking “Did ya have that baby yet?” .
I had a Dr appt on November 3rd and expected to be told no change and that this baby was perfectly content in the womb. Mom and I made plans for lunch AFTER my appointment (Cracker Barrel) but we never got that lunch. Dr. R checked me (still 2 cm) and said, “How would you like to have a baby today?” I was dumbfounded. I sat out in the waiting room while the nurse prepared my paper work with that “deer in headlights look”. I remember Mom telling me to stop because I was scaring other patients. LoL As much as I was looking forward to my still unnamed little guy, I was NOT looking forward to the pitocin. I had heard horror stories about that drug. Once in my LD room, I get changed into the gown and go to the bathroom, only to find out I had lost my mucous plug! It was so gross but I was so happy! I got hooked up on the monitors and I was having contractions! Nothing too regular.. But I could feel them. They told me to relax for a few hours and at around 6pm they would insert a Cervadil to help things along and then another one at midnight and pitocin wouldn’t start until the next morning. Well my body FINALLY knew what to do and it by the time I got the 2nd cervadil I was having regular contractions and dilating/effacing! I remember watching the monitor and seeing the contractions start to graph before I could actually feel them. Strangest thing ever! By midnight I was 4 cm and became best friends with my anesthesiologist. There was no way I was doing this without an epidural. . .
To be continued..
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
4 Years Ago..
A little backstory...
Three days before found out I was pregnant, I had a dream. I was walking through the halls of a preschool (same one my sister and I went to.. Dalton also went there for Mother's Day out.). I was picking up my son.. A handsome, adorable, beautiful boy with dark brown hair and brownish green eyes. He was carrying a picture he had pained that day. The name on the bottom read "Dalton Brady". I didn't think much of it,.. just a dream, ya know? Then 2 days later, I was sick as a dog.. but I wrote it off as that stomach bug that had went around. Feb. 25, 2004, I went to my family doctor because my back was acting up a bit. He gave me some meds and I went on my way. I had dinner that night with Linda and Chad at TGI Fridays. I ordered my favorite drink there (Electric Lemonade), but it just didn't taste right. I felt a bit light headed during dinner..but I just wrote it off again. Left dinner and went by CVS to pick up my meds.. and paused by the pregnancy tests. I laugh about it now..I thought what the hell.. I will buy a test..just to make sure that I'm NOT pregnant before I take any of the medicines. The box I bought had only 1 test.. that is how sure I was that it would be NEGATIVE. I go home to my apartment.. sign online.. and am talking to Lili and Linda online. West Wing was getting ready to come on.. I figured what the hell. . I will just take the test now. So I go do it.. and look and see only 1 line. I did the happy dance around my apartment as the theme song for West Wing played in the background. I laughed at the fact that I was worried for a second. Then out of the corner of my eye.. I glance at the test laying on my coffee table.. OMFG.. now there were TWO lines!! I seriously thought it was just the lighting. I went to the bathroom..still two lines.. I went to the kitchen.. still two lines.. bedroom..still two lines.. balcony ..still two lines. That second line wasn't going away. Once I realized that.. well I lost my dinner and never got to sit down and watch that episode of west wing. I called one of my bestest girlfriends..and told her to come over please.. I was crying my eyes out.. she thought I was dying.. and I said, "No, I think I'm pregnant." She asked if I had taken a test..I told her yes but I think I'm just seeing a second line that isn't there. She came over.. verified the obvious second line and consoled me. I wasn't upset that I was pregnant.. just shocked.. very shocked. The next morning.. I drove through inches of snow going 5 miles an hour.. to go back to CVS for another pack of pregnancy tests... THIS time I bought a two pack. All in all.. it took 5 home pregnancy tests, 1 pregnancy clinic test, plus a blood test at my family doctor for me to really, truly believe that, Yes, I was pregnant.
Fast forward to November 4th.. after six hours of active labor..and an hour and a half of pushing.. my beautiful baby boy was born. It was just me and mom (with the doctor and nurses) to welcome him at 6:01 am. He let out the loudest wail after Mom cut the cord.. and as the nurse carried him over to the warmer.. he peed on her. LOL! I should have known then that he was gonna be a handful! Mom went out in the waiting room to call my Dad.. and he was already at the hospital waiting. She called him at 4am right before I started to push to give him an update..and he couldn't go back to sleep. So he sat there for 2 hours waiting for me. So of course.. I kept the name from my dream, Dalton.. and gave him the middle name Errett. That was my Dad's middle name and if Dalton turns out to be anything like my father.. then I will be doubly blessed.
I love my son more than my life.. and even though he can drive me batty at times.. he's my sweet boy and I can't imagine my life without him. Happy Birthday Dalton!! Mommy loves you!!!
Three days before found out I was pregnant, I had a dream. I was walking through the halls of a preschool (same one my sister and I went to.. Dalton also went there for Mother's Day out.). I was picking up my son.. A handsome, adorable, beautiful boy with dark brown hair and brownish green eyes. He was carrying a picture he had pained that day. The name on the bottom read "Dalton Brady". I didn't think much of it,.. just a dream, ya know? Then 2 days later, I was sick as a dog.. but I wrote it off as that stomach bug that had went around. Feb. 25, 2004, I went to my family doctor because my back was acting up a bit. He gave me some meds and I went on my way. I had dinner that night with Linda and Chad at TGI Fridays. I ordered my favorite drink there (Electric Lemonade), but it just didn't taste right. I felt a bit light headed during dinner..but I just wrote it off again. Left dinner and went by CVS to pick up my meds.. and paused by the pregnancy tests. I laugh about it now..I thought what the hell.. I will buy a test..just to make sure that I'm NOT pregnant before I take any of the medicines. The box I bought had only 1 test.. that is how sure I was that it would be NEGATIVE. I go home to my apartment.. sign online.. and am talking to Lili and Linda online. West Wing was getting ready to come on.. I figured what the hell. . I will just take the test now. So I go do it.. and look and see only 1 line. I did the happy dance around my apartment as the theme song for West Wing played in the background. I laughed at the fact that I was worried for a second. Then out of the corner of my eye.. I glance at the test laying on my coffee table.. OMFG.. now there were TWO lines!! I seriously thought it was just the lighting. I went to the bathroom..still two lines.. I went to the kitchen.. still two lines.. bedroom..still two lines.. balcony ..still two lines. That second line wasn't going away. Once I realized that.. well I lost my dinner and never got to sit down and watch that episode of west wing. I called one of my bestest girlfriends..and told her to come over please.. I was crying my eyes out.. she thought I was dying.. and I said, "No, I think I'm pregnant." She asked if I had taken a test..I told her yes but I think I'm just seeing a second line that isn't there. She came over.. verified the obvious second line and consoled me. I wasn't upset that I was pregnant.. just shocked.. very shocked. The next morning.. I drove through inches of snow going 5 miles an hour.. to go back to CVS for another pack of pregnancy tests... THIS time I bought a two pack. All in all.. it took 5 home pregnancy tests, 1 pregnancy clinic test, plus a blood test at my family doctor for me to really, truly believe that, Yes, I was pregnant.
Fast forward to November 4th.. after six hours of active labor..and an hour and a half of pushing.. my beautiful baby boy was born. It was just me and mom (with the doctor and nurses) to welcome him at 6:01 am. He let out the loudest wail after Mom cut the cord.. and as the nurse carried him over to the warmer.. he peed on her. LOL! I should have known then that he was gonna be a handful! Mom went out in the waiting room to call my Dad.. and he was already at the hospital waiting. She called him at 4am right before I started to push to give him an update..and he couldn't go back to sleep. So he sat there for 2 hours waiting for me. So of course.. I kept the name from my dream, Dalton.. and gave him the middle name Errett. That was my Dad's middle name and if Dalton turns out to be anything like my father.. then I will be doubly blessed.
I love my son more than my life.. and even though he can drive me batty at times.. he's my sweet boy and I can't imagine my life without him. Happy Birthday Dalton!! Mommy loves you!!!
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