Monthly Archives: December 2011

Merry Christmas!

It’s been busy around here, no time to post! I barely know it’s Christmas… It’s sort of a bummer to be so “off” at this time of year. I do find that this Christmas I relate much more to Mary than I ever have before. Snuggling my little boy, dreaming of his future. What it must’ve been like to dream about the newborn King’s future!ย  How awesome that must’ve been.

Things have been going really well around here..I still haven’t had a solo day with two kids, so I’m sure I’ll be losing it around then. ๐Ÿ™‚ย  But for now we’ve had lots of fun with the parade of grandparents. ๐Ÿ™‚ And now it’s almost Christmas! C has thoroughly enjoyed the Christmas season- I’m glad we’ve done enough to keep her in the spirit at least! She loves doing “tree chocolate” (advent calendar) each day. And she loves messing with the tree & ornaments, much to my dismay.

She still loves her baby brother, and always wants to know where he is, what he is doing and if he is awake. She also brings me his “stuff” all the time (even when I don’t want it!)…she will say, “here ya go baby, here’s some stuff!” So sweet and helpful.

((this post was started before Christmas, and posted after. So Merry Belated Christmas, I am busy!:))




I’d forgotten…

How much I love…

…nursing a newborn. He’s so content while eating. He’s not interested in anything else in the world yet, so it’s super peaceful.

…the “marsupial” stage. He just snuggles up as small as can be like my little koala bear. Sometimes he will grasp my shirt or necklace, which makes him look even more koala bear like.

…much they change! 9 days old & he’s already so much more alert than a week ago! He’s gaining weight (back 8#2oz at his 6 day weight check), he’s slowly starting to “uncurl” from that squished up position he had to maintain in my uterus.

…soft newborns are! I can’t help but rub my cheek on his face pretty much all the time just to feel his velvety skin! So different than the (also awesome) two year old kisses i’m used to. ๐Ÿ™‚

…tiny they are! he’s sooooo small. And it seems even more small next to my now ginormous two year old. When I rock her after rocking him,.. I’m just astounded. It makes me feel like she’s practically a teenager! (hold me!)

…how sweet every little facial expression, noise, even every toot, is.

…how much I absolutely love this stage!

I’d forgotten.

He’s Here, He’s here!!

For someone who was so content to stay in my uterus, he definitely made a speedy entrance into the world!

8 lbs, 7 oz

I ended up being induced at 41 weeks, 4 days (12/2). I had wanted to avoid being induced, but in retrospect I think it was a good thing, since he came so quick! I had to ask the nurse to tell me all the times of everything because I seriously had no idea what had happened afterwards!

Last Bump Pic! 41.4 weeks!

My induction was set for 12 instead of 7 because the hospital was really busy that day. My midwife had me get there early, and basically the nurses tag teamed getting me ready for the induction because they were so busy. I have crummy veins so I won myself SEVEN needle sticks. Aren’t I lucky? When they finally got an IV in me, my induction started, about 12:50pm. My MW evaluated me before everything started and said I was about 3cm.

I had been contracting for the last 8 weeks or so on and off, so the pitocin seemed to finally get me into a regular pattern. Still felt like braxton hicks to me- just more regular. I got up to pee around 2 and when I sat down on the bed again I was like… “Did I just pee myself? nope, I think my water broke!” and sure enough it just kept coming and coming ! I was surprised that it had happened already, it made me feel good that my body was more ready than I had thought!

I had been pretty discouraged about my lack of labor all along and that coupled with being induced made me really unsure about whether or not I’d be able to endure labor without an epidural. B and I went out for a little bit the night before the induction and prayed about everything and discussed it, so i was feeling a bit better until my contractions started to hurt! Up until about 3pm I was reading/playing on my phone (even managed to post on facebook to throw people off around 2pm ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) and B was editing pictures…occasionally we would look up and laugh about how weird this was that technically I was in labor but we were just hanging out… such a difference from when I was in labor with C!

Anyway, around 3 I told B that it was time to get down to business as I was getting uncomfortable. My midwife had gotten me on a physioball for the last hour and it started to be uncomfortable to be on there so I got back in the bed and she came to check me. I had progressed to 5cm, which was great, but I still felt defeated about how far i had to go. My midwife (& B) encouraged me REALLY well, giving me the push I needed to keep going. She told me to moan through my contractions, if for no other reason than to have something to “do” during the contractions- and that definitely helped!
She also encouraged me to take something to take the edge off the contractions – the same stuff I had with C- definitely seemed like a good idea to me! I got the medication about 320.

For me, the next part felt like it all happened SUPER fast– which it did. But since I was high on the Nubain I definitely have no real memory of how long this actually was. ๐Ÿ™‚

After I got the Nubain B suggested we listen to some music on my iphone, which was great. I sort of closed my eyes in betweeen the contractions and then during them made my little moaning noise. I asked B to call for the nurse and I told them I was feeling pressure. When Katie (my midwife) appeared I told her it was probably wishful thinking but I thought I felt pressure… She watched me for a contraction and I motioned that I definitely was feeling it. So she checked me again.

And sure enough, I was 10cm! (This was at 420 pm, the next paragraph takes place in about 6 minutes) But because I was still out of it, I didnt really understand that that was what she was saying! And this whole time, I have my eyes closed…I’m not really aware of all the people coming in the room … Katie called the nurse to bring a birthing stool and get ready for delivery. And then I’m pushing the baby out without even realizing it.ย  So she calls again, “forget the stool, we’re having a baby!” and she barely gets her gown and everything on/everything under me. I sat myself up a little and pushed out his head- at which point I said to B “what is happening?” LOL!! he was like, “what do you mean what’s happening? You’re pushing him out!” Then they were worried he would be huge since he was so late so they had me lay down flat and push him out with my legs pushed way back- which was so weird. But he came right out and I remember I had to tell myself to open my eyes and look because the baby had come out!

So all in all, I was actually only in painful labor for an hour/hour and a half. And I only pushed maybe three times? So, I’d call that an AWESOME labor. And I am so so happy that B and my midwife were able to convince me that I could do it! I felt great after delivery, no tearing, minimal bruising and swelling.

He's here! He's Here!

D was born at 4:26pm (3.5 hours after the induction started!). He weighed in at 8 pounds, 7 oz (7 oz less than his big sister) and was 19 inches long. He pretty much nursed like a champ right away! I think his apgars were lower, like 7/9 and 8/9…as you can see his color wasn’t great right away.ย  But I think he was just stunned into the world!

I love this picture...even though i'm still high looking...

Big sister is pretty uninterested and this picture is the closest she’s been to him in 3 days. She thinks he’s SO CUTE (she declares it every time she notices him) but otherwise is too occupied with the grandparents who are visiting to notice him. ๐Ÿ™‚

I’m so very happy to not be celebrating 42 weeks of pregnancy today, and am instead happily snuggling my newborn son. ๐Ÿ™‚ We are home and settling in, hopefully I’ll post some more pictures soon! Daddy has gotten some great ones!

I never thought I’d have a December Baby…

Still here ๐Ÿ™‚

41 Weeks, 2 Days

If you know me at all, you probably have heard me whine about December birthdays. While it obviously isn’t AS big of a deal as an adult, I still have 18 years of trauma to complain about… ๐Ÿ™‚

All my life I swore I would NEVER have a December baby.

Well, God sure is funny! He decided to show me how important silly little things like that are… Cause here it is, December 1 and I’m STILL PREGNANT! ๐Ÿ™‚

I’ve had testing done for the last week or so and I am so very thankful that the baby continues to be healthy! (there are concerns about the health of your placenta/the baby when you go past 40/41 weeks) He also doesn’t *seem* to be huge- but ultrasound technology can be off, so I’m not holding my breath for a tiny baby either ๐Ÿ™‚

Most people are shocked to hear that I am still pregnant, because in our current culture it is common to be electively induced even before 40 weeks. But 40 weeks is not an exact science.. due dates can (and often are) off. For example, with my pregnancy with C, my due date wouldve been a full two weeks earlier than when I was actually due, if I had not known my cycle well.ย  Based on my experiences,ย  I chose providers that would allow me to go as late as the baby wanted to come. (I’m not judging anyone, please don’t read me wrong!)

However, I never imagined that the second time around he would decide to come SO LATE!ย  Nor did i anticipate how tired I would be ๐Ÿ™‚ย C was technically born at 39 weeks, 4 days. I thought for sure I would go earlier with this one than i did with her! So I really set myself up for disappointment! I found myself in tears a WEEK ago because I couldn’t get induced at 40 weeks 5 days. Since then I’ve gotten (some!) perspective back… I wasn’t even late yet! 41 weeks is when you technically are post dates. And here I sit at 41.3!

I’d like to take this moment to apologize mentally to all the women who were 40 weeks and got induced for post dates at my old job and I would mentally think, “you’re not even post dates yet!” To watch your due date come and go is pretty disheartening. Every day I walked by our calendar in the kitchen and saw it mocking me… I’m glad to move on to december where I wont have to see “baby boy due date” laughing at me any more ๐Ÿ˜‰

bye bye november!

And other than extreme insomnia, hot flashes and very little patience, I’m actually doing pretty well at 41.3. I can’t wait to meet our little guy, and now we will share our birthday month! and I can’t wait. December will be even more awesome now ๐Ÿ™‚