my new blog over at http://kidscoffeeandmore.blogspot.com/
That is where I'll be posting for the most part. It is also the blog that I linked my family to for updates, so all rants, raves, and whining about anyone they know will still be done over here. :)
I wrote this Monday when we got home from the hospital...
So I got home from my in-laws Saturday night and started having some contractions around 10:30. When they didn't let up by 11:30 I had Jeremiah call and let my in-laws know that we would be on our way. We dropped off the boys and headed into the hospital. My contractions weren't too painful at this point and were about every 15 minutes, but with my last labor being only 4.5 hours I wasn't taking any chances!
We got to the hospital and they hooked me up to the monitors. We were there for 2 hours and I wasn't dilating past a 3 (which is what I was at my midwife appointment Friday), and was still only contracting every 12-15 minutes, so they sent me home. I was not happy. They weren't that frequent, but they were PAINFUL. They gave me 2 vistiral (something to help me sleep) before they sent me home.
We got home around 4am, and by the time we got there they were REALLY painful and coming faster. Jeremiah wanted to head right back, but I did not want to make that trip only to have them tell me I was still only at a 3. I was not making that drive to the hospital three times. All the sleeping pills did was knock me out between contractions, which wasn't pleasant. I laid in bed and slept between contractions until about 6 or 6:30 am. Then we headed back to the hospital.
We got there at around 7, got checked, and I was at a SIX! Yeah! I was so relieved. As soon as I got there though I was DONE with the pain. This labor was already a LOT longer than my last. The nurse gave me a dose of fentanyl and called up the anesthesiologist for my epidural. She got there in record time and got it placed (which took two tries~!). It was WONDERFUL. No more pain. Thank you, thank you thank you! That was probably around 8 or 8:30.
I rested for a while, slept some (I was SO tired), and was complete at about 10. They had me start pushing at around 10:30am. I pushed for an HOUR (way longer than my last), and Elijah was born at 11:26am, September 2nd.
I tore slightly, but I'm feeling pretty good. We just got home a while ago. I'm pretty tired, but overall for just having a baby a little over 24 hours ago I'm doing well!
Elijah is nursing great. Daniel is totally smitten (as am Jeremiah and I!). Isaiah is pretty indifferent to it all at this point. He'll get used to it though!
I'm still pretty tired. We didn't sleep very well last night, and the hospital didn't have a nursery for healthy babies so I didn't really get much rest. I'm SO glad to be home. I'm SO glad to have Elijah here with us and to NOT be pregnant anymore~!
No end in sight yet folks. Nothing going on. No real contractions, no dilation as of my last appointment with my midwife last Friday. Boring stuff, I tell you, this end of pregnancy never-ending few weeks!
I'm starting to get a bit apprehensive about labor and delivery. You would think because I've done this twice before and know what to expect that would calm my fears. No. You see, I've done this twice before and I KNOW what to expect!
I've had one delivery that was about as hard and as nightmarish as one can get having the good outcome of a healthy baby and healthy mom. It lasted about 3 days and involved hours of crying, begging for some pain medication, screaming, telling them to just GET IT OUT OF ME, and wishing I was dead. It also involved unmedicated 2nd/3rd degree tearing due to a vacuum extraction. Not fun.
My second delivery was about as easy as one can have. 4.5 hours from start to finish, no time for pain meds, less then 5 minutes of pushing, a tiny little 'skid mark' of a tear that the midwife put 1 teeny tiny little stitch in. Easy stuff, huh? I was up and about in an hour, and feeling back to about 80-90% of my usual goodness the day I got out of the hospital.
Still, that FREAKING hurt. I remember during transition wondering how I had gotten myself into this mess all over again. I remember trying to CLIMB up my husband and yelling at the nurse during one LONG multi-peaking contraction, "ARE these SUPPOSED to last this long??? MAKE IT STOP!!!" That was about the time she ran out to get the midwife. I think I delivered about 10 minutes later.
I remember that point of thinking I just wanted to go home. I'm pretty sure he was almost crowning. You know that point, those of you who have vaginally birthed a child unmedicated. Its that feeling that it can't possibly hurt ANY more, and the baby isn't even OUT yet. I wanted to just crawl into a hole and go to sleep, or something. Then I remembered that overwhelming feeling of relief and happiness after the hard work was done, and that the faster I got him out the faster the pain would stop. That was my last push. :)
I just don't really look forward to being at "that point" again! I'm SO excited to meet this little guy, but I'm a wimp. I hate pain. I just want to be on the 'other side' of all of this and writing my actual birth story for you all to read while nursing my newborn.
Hello to all my poor, neglected blogging friends! I haven't been much of a writer these days (not that I ever was!), but I have been a reader at least. Those of your lucky enough to grace my bloglines (haha) have been read every time there is a new post.
So, updates...
My trip back to Minnesota went very well! It was very nice to see everyone and visit. My parents enjoyed the boys and all of their antics, and the boys really enjoyed their grandparents. By the time it was over though, I was definitely ready to be home. The trip really helped me emotionally. I was having a hard time being so far away, and I think I was idealizing everything about 'back home'. After being there for almost 3 weeks, I can't say that I am not glad that we made the move we did. Absence definitely makes the heart grow fonder. I'm still banking on my parents eventually making the move out here. I figure if I just keep having grandkids for them the lure will be irresistible! We'll see about that.
The pregnancy has been going great! I've felt great, for the most part. No huge complaints. Now that its getting hard to do things like oh....roll over in bed, I may start whining a bit more. The midwife's appointments have been uneventful. They usually go something like this...
Her: "How are you feeling?"
Me: "Great!"
Her: "Anything unusual going on? Contractions? Blood? Discharge? Swelling?"
Me: "Nope, nothing unusual."
Her:"Ok, great!"
Her: "Sounds good! See you in a week!"
Pretty exciting huh?
I've had her 'check me' the last two weeks to find zero going on down there. I didn't expect it to be, but its good to know anyway.
We're still stuck on names for this baby boy #3. My husband LOVES the name "Boaz". I HATE it with every fiber of my being. I think its WEIRD and STRANGE and that he's be tormented in school and known forever as "Bo-ASS". Everyone I talk to also thinks it is horrendous, except of course for all of my in-laws who are fueling this "BoASS" fire by telling my husband how wonderful of a name it is. UGGGG.
Right now he's playing the "lalalalala" fingers in the ears game just hoping I'll change my mind. I won't.
I like either Caleb or Samuel, or maybe Cody. We'll have to see what he looks like after he finally arrives.
My boys have been keeping me busy. They've recently figured out the whole 'fighting' thing, which is fun. Very fun. My poor kids have been watching ENTIRELY too much tv this summer, which I justify because I'm just too fat, tired, and pregnant to do much with them. God has been good though and has kept the heat OFF for the most part except for a miserable week in the 90's sometime in July. Other than that there have been few days where I have had to just lay on the couch with a fan on me and sweat.
They are STILL sleeping with us. I'm just not motivated to change that yet, even though I know it'd make the transition easier if we started earlier. Honestly, I'm feeling a bit sentimental these days about the big change coming up. I like cuddling with my boys at night. I like being able to wake up in the night and check on them just by looking over. I like being able to cover them up or snuggle them if they are cold. I like not having to worry and wonder what that "bump in the night" was because all the people I love the most are safe and cozy right next to me.
At the same time though I am READY to not be so crowded in bed. I'm READY to be able to DO things in my bed other than sleep, if you get my drift. The living room floor just isn't that comfortable this late in pregnancy, and the couch is totally not an option. I hardly fit on the couch alone, much less laying next to my husband there!
So soon we'll be getting the boys a double bed of their own with a couple of bed rails to keep them from falling off. They'll be in their own room, on the other end of our house. I'll hardly sleep and keep the monitor on and worry for weeks, because that's just the way I am. My boys are growing up!
I'm going to visit my family for 2.5 weeks in 8 days! I'm so excited! I'm nervous about being away from my husband for so long, but I'm sure we'll both manage. Absence makes the heart grow fonder right?
I'm now 23 weeks pregnant. Just 17 more to go. Just 17. Keep saying that, right?
My oldest still will not poop in the toilet. He now BRINGS me diapers to put on him when he has to do #2. Great. Just don't give in, you say? This will cause him to hold it for DAYS and then be in some major pain making me afraid he'll end up like "so and so's neighbor who held it so long he stretched out his colon and lost all bowel control." WHY do people feel the need to tell these kind of stories? I don't WANT to know the worst case scenario thank you very much.
We're still cosleeping, with both kids. I'm dreading this transition but it has to happen soon.
So that's what's going on in our house lately! What about your?
So I guess you were right Stacey from over at CrazyMama, that's what not preventing will get us! #3 here we come! I'm due according to my LMP September 2, 2007. My SIL is due the first week of August so we're going to have babies REALLY close! That's fun. I like it. I'm excited.
So...yeah. Here I am, knocked up again. My two youngest will be about 21.5 months apart. At least we waited a LITTLE longer than I did between 1-2! My oldest will be 3 1/4 when the new baby arrives. Works for me. 3 kids, 3 and under. YIPPEE!!!!!
No, really though, I am excited. I'm just a little bit in shock still. It always takes me a while to adjust to the idea, and I dont' REALLY 'feel' pregnant until I start showing and start feeling movement, so come back when I"m around 21-22 weeks and I'll be basking in my pregnancy bliss...that is until I hit about 35 weeks at which point all I'll do is whine and complain about being huge and having so much longer to go! HA!
One of my favorite bloggers out there CheerioButt from childrenandcheeriosontheloose.blogspot.com has evidently made her blog invitation only! And guess what, I didn't get an invite!
What do I do? I don't know how to contact her to request an invite, can anyone help?
Also, it seems that I'm now in the Blogger Beta realm. I don't have a clue what that means though. Any tips or hints for me blogland?
