Baby Ella Marie
I get to have a baby journal now, instead of a pregnancy journal. Took me a while to realize it though!
Ella Marie was born July 17, 2007 at 12:20 pm. She weighed 7 pounds 8 ounces and was 19 and a half inches long.
Daddy and I are loving having a little baby girl! She is growing like a weed.....but not so much just the up and down, she's going sideways too! At 2 weeks she weighed 8 pounds even and was 21 inches long, and at 6 weeks she was 10 pounds 15 ounces (!!!!!) and 22 inches. She is a little porker! And we love her.
I feel pretty bad, she's been here for almost 7 weeks and I haven't even written up a birth story yet. I NEED to do that sometime soon.
Anyways, that's all for now. Will post pics soon!
Ta da! A birth story, finally!
Monday, July 16, 2007
39 weeks and 4 days pregnant
I spend the morning doing some organizing in the nursery. By lunchtime I am ready to relax. I decide to lie down in bed and put on a movie. I wish I could say I was watching something classic from my collection like “Breakfast at Tiffany's” or “Singing in the Rain” or one of my favourites lke “Lord of the Rings” or “The Count of Monte Cristo”, but I can't. I was watching “Save the Last Dance”, the kind of light fluffy movie you feel like watching to put you to sleep. At 1:30 pm, as I lie in bed, grooving to Julia Stiles getting jiggy to some hip hop, my water breaks. I felt some wetness, so I get up to go to the bathroom. By the time I get downstairs to the toilet, my pants are soaked down to my knees and I am dripping everywhere. Over the next 5 minutes I soak 3 pads as I hobble around the bathroom trying to decide what to do. I grab the phone to call Chris at work.
“Thank you for calling the Quality Hotel, Claire speaking”
“Extention 235 please”
“Thank you for calling the Quality Hotel. You've reached the office of Chris Goetz. I'm not -
An answering machine? There was no way I was going to the hospital by myself! I called again.
“Thank you for calling the Quality Hotel, Claire speaking”
“Hi, this is Chris' wife, I just tried his office but there was no answer, but I think I'm in labour....”
“Oh! Ummm.....wait, he's just on his way out the door, hang on!”
And finally, I get Chris on the phone. I tell him my water broke and I need to go to the hospital. Problem being......I have the car. He rode his bike to work. So now I have to drive over to his work and pick him up on the way to the hospital. With my soaking wet pants. I go to change my pants and head out the door.......phone rings. Chris is calling to say his boss will drive him to the house. Thank goodness his work is only a 3 minute drive from our house and the hospital is 2 blocks from his work.
Chris arrives home, grabs me a towel to sit on and my hospital bags (which I had finished packing the night before) and we speed off to the hospital. He drops me off at the doors to admissions and goes to park the car. Within the 10 steps that it takes me to get inside, I've soaked through my pad, underwear, and another pair of pants. There is a huge puddle underneath me on the floor. And now they want me to take a number, and wait until they call it? HA! Thankfully everyone in th lobby saw that I was a big fat pregnant woman leaking all over the tiles, so they let me up to the admissions desk right away. Some nice lady got me a wheelchair, so I could sit in my mess instead of stand in it. I get my bracelet and Chris arrives to push me up to labour and delivery.
At 2:00 pm I have my cervix checked. I am 2 cm dilated but not effaced at all. By 2:10 pm, I begin to experience some mild contractions. They are uncomfortable, but not very strong, and about 5 minutes apart. Over the next few hours I am attached to the fetal monitor. Baby is doing fine. By 5:00 pm, I am still only 2 cm dilated. They decide to send me home. The hospital has 17 inductions scheduled for the next 24 hours and they don't have room for me to labour when I am only 2 cm, and the contractions aren't painful. So home we go.
For the next several hours at home, I try my best to time my contractions. I sit on the couch (protected with layers of towels, since I am still leaking amniotic fluid) with a clock and a paper and pen. They range from 7 to 2 minutes apart and last anywhere from 30 to 75 seconds. Every few hours I post my progress on Pg.org for all my July 2007 ladies to see! By 11:30 pm, the contractions are too strong to bear without some kind of pain relief. I decide it's time to go back to the hospital. Hopefully the last few hours of labour will have had some progress on my cervix.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
39 weeks and 5 days pregnant
We arrive at the hospital around midnight. Unfortunately, I am still only 2 cm dilated. I am so discouraged. I've been sitting at home in agonizing pain for 7 hours, and I haven't progressed at all? They attach the fetal monitors to see how baby does during my contractions. Baby is doing fine. Mom is not so fine....the contractions are 4 minutes apart and getting harder to breathe my way through them. Thankfully, I have a wonderful nurse helping me. She turns out to be the wife of my GP, Dr. Lok.
At 12:30 am, I get a shot of morphine. Your bottom has to be the worst place to get a shot. It hurts more than the contractions! By 1:00 am, the morphine still hasn't kicked in; it's not helping my pain at all. They tell me that unless I've progressed at all, they're going to send me home again. Thankfully, the nurse checks me at 1:30 and I'm now almost 3 cm dilated. She says they'll keep me there. I am SO glad I don't have to go labour at home again!
At 2:00 am, we decided to try out the tub. For an hour, I labour in the hot water, spraying the shower nozzle on my belly during contractions. I feel much more comfortable, though still in a lot of pain. We are trying to get to 4 cm so that I can get an epidural. At 3:00 am, I get out of the tub, and I am 4 cm dilated! Sweet relief is on the way! Chris falls asleep in the armchair in my hospital room as I get ready for the anesthetist. By 3:30 am, the anesthetist arrives and I receive the epidural. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as the morphine did! Now that I have some relief, I try to get some sleep. For the next few hours, I doze in and out of sleep, but, still attched to the fetal monitor, keep getting woken up by my blood pressure being taken every 10 minutes. Also, the epidural seems only to be working on my left side, and I have pain still on my right.
At 7:30 am, the nurse comes in to check my progress. I am now 7 cm dilated! Chris wakes up, and is excited to hear our progress. I let the nurse know about the epidural, and she can see that I am still in a fair amount of pain during contractions. They decide to back the epidural out of my spine a little (apparantly they may have gone in too far) and up the dose. I can tell the difference within 15 minutes; my right side is now going numb, and the pain is much less. Over the next hour or so, the whole bottom half of my body goes numb. I have no control over my legs, and cannot even wiggle my toes properly!
Our parents arrive around 9:00 am. They come into the room and stay with me for a while.
At 10:00 am, my cervix is checked again. The nurse reaches down to check my progress and a look of shock comes over her face. Apparantly, I am a full 10 cm, and the baby's head is “right there”! She jokes that they could literally just reach in with forceps and pull it out! We decide it is time to start pushing, even though I cannot feel anything at all. They turn down the drugs in my epidural, and at 10:15 am I start to push. At first I can't really tell what I'm doing...it's hard to distinguish which muscle I should be using! But after a while I can tell when I'm making progress. The nurses tell me they see dark hair on the head!
I am getting tired from all the pushing. I'm not sore 'down there' but my face hurts from holding my breath while pushing! Finally, the head comes out and the rest of the baby follows closely behind. Baby is born at 12:20 pm after 2 hours of pushing. It was an amazing sight to see the little body coming in to the world. I couldn't believe that I was responsible, that I had made something that small and real, something so human. The doctor says “It's a girl!” and I can hardly believe her. It takes a while for it to register what she has said...a girl? We had been almost sure it was a boy. But a girl was a lovely surprise!
They put baby on my chest and let me hold her while they clean me up a little. Then baby goes to get cleaned up. She is so quiet....not crying at all, just content to be in the world with her new family. The nurses poke and prod her a bit to get her crying so they can clear out her lungs. She is healthy as can be! She weighs 7 pounds 8 ounces and is 19 and a half inches long.
The next few hours are a bit of a blur. I deliver the placenta, and then the doctor takes a look to see what the damage is. She was going to have the resident stitch me up, but after seeing what had happened, decided she'd better do it herself. There was one tear down the perineum, and what she called “a blowout” above. I had torn in nine different directions. It took over 2 hours and over 60 stitches to fix me up. Thankfully they turned my epidural way back up so I couldn't feel any of the stitching.
Once I was put back together, they sat me up and brought me back the baby, who had been out with her daddy saying hello to her grandparents in the waiting room. We tried our breastfeeding for the first time, and she did very well! The nurse also brought me a meal (sweet and sour chicken on rice) since I hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before (aside from a bowl of iceceram during labour at home). Everyone laughed at how fast I ate it......I was hungry! After we had eaten, our baby girl was taken to the nursery, and they let me sleep for a few hours until my epidural wore off so I could actually move my legs!
By 4:00 pm, I was ready to get up and have a bath. Unfortunately, I had had a catheter put in after I was stitched up, so walking was very difficult, as was bathing. By 5:00 pm I was up in the Mother/Baby Unit and I got to see my little angel again. We visited with family until 8:00 pm and then spent our first night alone together.
After 3 days in the hospital spent recovering, learning how to breastfeed, and learning the real meaning of “lack of sleep” we were ready to go home. We decided on the name of Ella Marie 2 days after she was born; Ella after a song I sang in choir in high school called “Ella Sunlight” which was about a little girl, and Marie because we thought it sounded perfect....a name fit for a princess.
So, 2 nights ago, Ella finally slept through the night! She's had a couple nights where she does pretty well and gives me a 4-5 hour stretch, but on Friday night, she went down to bed at 10 and didn't get up until 5! Woohoo! But then last night she got up every 2 hours......sigh.
I knew 7 hours was too good to be true. Hopefully she remembers how to do it again soon.....
I am loving all of the smiles we are seeing! I'm having a hard time catching one on camera, but we are seeing lots of smiles! And she's starting to coo as well.....it's so awesome! Daddy and I are loving having a little girl....they are such treasures!
Well, we are doing really well. We have established more of a schedule so that I feel a little less stressed. I make us get up and get changed out of our pj's around 8:30 or 9:00. We are on 3 hour feedings now instead of 2. And she has gone for 6 hour stretches 4 nights in a row. So we're feeling pretty good!
I haven't been to see my OB yet for my followup/postpartum visit. I was supposed to go at 8 weeks, and that was last week, but I have just been holding off. I'm not too thrilled about the prospect of someone poking around down there just yet. I am definitely healing though.....I was really sore right up until about 7 weeks, but now, 2 weeks later, it's not bad at all.
Ella is such a little goof! We love her to pieces. She likes to pee on her changetable when we have her diaper off and then smile at us cause she's done such a good job!
I can't wait until she starts to laugh out loud (and not in her sleep). I also can't wait for the day when she will reach for me and put her arms around me when I hold her! I want a hug from my little bean so bad!
We've started taking baths together. It's so much fun! She likes the tub much better when we go in together. Doesn't like the shower though!
Here are some recent pictures!
Well, Ella is now over 10 weeks old! I can't believe it. DH came home last night, took one look at her and said "did she grow up today?" Apparently, she looked SO different than she did the day before. It could have been the fact that she slept for 9 HOURS overnight! I was astounded. Of course, it didn't happen again last night, but oh well. Every night is different.
Here are some pictures from this past week. I've had to put her in some of her 3-6 month clothes since it's getting cold here and the only long sleeved onesies she has were the larger size. Some of them were huge, but some were not bad! She is getting so big!
In the Bumbo (still not sure if she likes it)
Time to swing!
It is so hard to catch a smile on camera from this little munchkin! She's full of smiles until the camera comes up, and then the result is the look on her face in those last 2 pics!
Well, yesterday, Ella turned 3 months old! She's such a big girl!
We went to the Dr. the day before and found out how much our little bean has stretched out......she's now 25 inches long, and 12 lbs 13 oz. She's so long that some of her 3-6 month clothes are almost too small!
We got a bunch of hand me down clothes and toys from a friend of mine this week, and we're enjoying them.....we never really had that many toys for her before, and now that she's starting to take an interest in them, it's nice to have more fun ones! We also got some really pretty dresses for next summer.
She's growing up so fast. She loves to stand up on her own (holding mommy's fingers) and she loves to sit up as well. If you lean her back, she'll just pull her little head right back up to sit up like a big girl.
She is telling us the most amazing stories! She has lots of "AH-OOOOO"'s for us.....she sounds like a little coyote! She's got her little fingies in her mouth the whole day, even though I tell her they don't taste good. She's been swimming to the public pool twice now, and she's had her first Thanksgiving (we live in Canada). Here are some pictures!
Our little Banana (Halloween costume)
Well, a friend of mine took some totally cute photos outside of her 5 month old, and I wanted to take some for Ella before it gets any colder (it's already only 9 degrees C this afternoon - 48 F) I took these with our new camera......yesterday morning I dropped our old one in the bathtub :confused: so I had to do a little shopping!
So, we got all bundled up....
But all I got was funny faces!
And all she wanted to do was stare at the ground!
I did get a few cute ones though.....
A few more pics from later on in our photo shoot after we warmed up inside for a bit.........
Also, we had a pretty fun night.......
Ella dressed up as a banana for Halloween (pics to follow later)....
I think she is teething cause she's pretty grumpy and likes to bite on her cold teething soother........
Until....Mommy shook a box of Smarties at her (for those of you who are American, Smarties are NOT candy like in the US, they're chocolate like M&M's) and SHE LAUGHED! Like 10 times! I'm so excited, I started to tear up, it was so cute! I can't wait to hear more laughs! It was a good day!
***We are doing DITL on my July 2007 Pg.org board, and I thought I would share it here too!***
This is a Day In the Life of Ella Marie! It takes place on Friday, November 2nd, 2007.
It's 6:47, and I want to get up! I went to bed at 10 pm last night, but I woke up at 3:33 am and made Mommy put my soo-soo back in my mouth, just cause I like it. I went back to sleep. I come into Mommy and Daddy's bed and cuddle with mom for a few minutes (Dad is in the shower) I'm pretty sleepy still and I don't like the bright lights.
At 7:00 am, I eat my breakfast. Mom is falling asleep while I nurse, but not me! I'm hungry!
After I'm done, I don't mind the bright lights so much.
We get up and go downstairs to see Dad, who has to go to work.
Normally, Dad takes the car, or walks to work, but today Mom needs the car, and it's getting colder outside, so we have to drive him to work. I have to get all bundled up.
When we get home (Dad's work is only a 4 minute drive, so it only takes 10 minutes) I'm pretty sleepy.
Mom has to wrap me up so I can fall asleep. She pats my tummy and gives me a foot massage and we both doze off for another few hours (Mommy likes her sleep too).
Time to get up! The lights are pretty bright again after being asleep.
I hope mommy unwraps me soon.......
There we go! This is my stretching face! It's time for me to eat again, and mommy too. Mommy eats some buns with jam on them....
And I have booby while we watch an episode of "The West Wing"
After I'm done eating, it's time to get dressed for the day, and out of my favorite rainbow pajama's. Also, I made a HUGE stink in my diaper!
Mommy's got my clothes all ready for me!
And now that I'm dressed I watch Mom get ready for the day too.
Now we go downstairs and I swing around with my monkey while mom takes care of some important business.....
Now me and my monkey (his name is Banana) sit in my big girl chair while Mommy cleans up the living room. I like to watch her vacuum.
Next mommy is getting ready to do some laundry. I like to help her with all the bright colored clothes.
Next we go upstairs and I watch my mobile while mom puts the laundry away, and tries to make her and Daddy's bed up with fresh sheets.
I get fussy so she wraps me up and hopes I'll go to sleep....
But I'd rather be with mom! She can't even finish making the bed!
Finally she gets the bed made (with MY help) and I get to test it out.
I just wanted to watch the news anyways!
Mommy changes my pee-pee pants before I eat my lunch.
And I'm done eating lunch. I also conked out while nursing and am having a nap.
This gives mom time to pack the diaper bag and her bag for the gym.
Mom is really good at putting me in my carseat while I'm sleeping. We have to be at the gym by 1:15 since mom booked childcare for me.
Mom works out for an hour and I stay in the daycare. I only sleep for a few more minutes there cause there's another baby being REALLY loud! After the gym, we get back in the car...
And stop by the library to return some books and movies. When we get home I am really cranky, cause that kid at the gym interrupted my nap!
Mommy wraps me up and puts me in the swing in the door of the bathroom so I can watch her take a shower. I think she thought I'd fall asleep but I like to look at the shower curtain and listen to the water running.
Now I'm getting hungry, so mommy feeds me so I don't have to eat my hands anymore.
After I eat, I'm pretty happy. I watch mom blowdry her hair and watch Oprah.
Then I have to have my pee-pee pants changed again before we go out to pick Dad up from work.
Here we go, in the car!
We pick up Dad and get back to our house: here it is!
It's 4:20 and I fell asleep in the car.
Mom eats some supper while I'm sleeping and Dad gets changed to go to a meeting. I wake up in time to say goodbye to Dad. He's pretty crazy and tries to eat me instead of kiss me.
Now, since I'm happy (well-fed and rested)...
I go upstairs with Mom and help her fold the laundry
Ok, so I'm really just playing with my toys!
But I get kinda cranky since mom's paying attention to the laundry and not me! So we have to get up and dance around to some music and look out the window at the pretty trees in our yard.
Then Mom gets me changed cause I smell like sour milk.
She even puts my fuzzy socks on to keep me warm!
Now I'm mad! First of all, I'm tired again, and second, I can't believe Mom put me in so many different shades of pink! Call the Fashion Police!
So Mom wraps me up, and I fall asleep on a chair in our living room. Just as I'm drifting off, Dad comes home from his meeting.
Dad gets changed again and goes out to a football game. Mom waits for me to wake up, so she can feed me before we go out to our friends house while Dad's at the game. But since I was so tired, I'm still asleep! So she packs me up in the car and we drive to our friends house. It's 6:35
When I wake up, I'm there!
For the next little while, I play with my friends. Here we are! Their names are Marshall, Carter and Westley. Our moms are friends too, and all our dads are at the game.
After I eat, I have a little nap in the tent Mom makes for me on the couch. I don't like the bright lights.
When I wake up....
It's time to go home!
It's 10:15 and we are home waiting for Daddy to get back from the football game.
Mom takes off all my clothes and changes my diaper...
Now I am in my pajama's and ready to have my bedtime snack!
Time for me to eat, and mom watches another episode of "West Wing".
Daddy comes home from the football game and says goodnight to me.
Now Mommy wraps me up and I fall asleep on her bed. She moves me to my crib and I sleep until 5 am the next morning when we start all over again!
See you another day!