Hi everyone! My name is Meagan, I'm 22 years old - and this is my Baby Journal!
:: the pregnancy ::
Honestly, I never thought that I would end up being a mommy so soon. DH and I got married in May 2006. After our marriage, I developed baby fever - really bad. DH said that he was not ready for a baby yet, as he still has 2 years left in college before obtaining his BA, and he has never been around babies before - so it would be something totally different and new to him. One night we had unprotected sex - I almost knew for certain I would get pregnant. A few weeks pass, and I get my period. What?! Why didn't I get pregnant? So, we continue to DTD without any protection... the entire summer, on a regular basis. Still not pregnant. I kept thinking, "what's wrong? Why am I not pregnant yet?" We figured that when we were both ready to get pregnant, we would probably have to go through fertility treatments, since we were obviously having problems getting pregnant on our own. Well, something miraculous happened right after my 21st birthday. I became pregnant!!!! According to my EDD, I got pregnant sometime around the end of November. I had my first missed period a few days before Christmas 2006. I had a gut feeling that I was pregnant, but I didn't end up taking a pregnancy test until the end of January, or early February. I did not see a doctor until March, when I began treatment by a physician for my pregnancy. At first, the doctors could not confirm an EDD for me. They kept telling me the end of August (like around the 28th), or the first week of September. This kept going back and forth until they just decided to go by my LMP (last menstrual period), which was around November 16th. This made my due date August 25th, 2007. Although I LOVE being pregnant, I had a very rough pregnancy. No real complications - but I did have ALL of the symptoms, extremely bad. I threw up every single day it seemed like. If I went a week without getting sick, it was a miracle. This continued throughout my entire pregnancy. In the second trimester, I developed an extreme case of heartburn and acid reflux. I couldn't eat anything after 6 pm, or else I would be up in the middle of the night throwing up. I ate Tum's like they were candy, and I always carried a pack with me wherever I went. At work, in the car, in my pockets, at home - I would NEVER be without a tub of Tum's! Looking back, it seems really funny, but back then it was certainly a necessity. The third trimester was probably the most trying on me - emotionally, physically, and mentally. I felt like a whale, even though I had only gained about 18 lbs throughout the entire pregnancy. She never "dropped". She was always right up in my rib cage, and it made breathing and eating extremely complicated. We moved into a new apartment when I was 38 weeks pregnant. An upstairs apartment. If that wasn't torture, I don't know what was. However, I had just went on Maternity leave at work - so at least I didn't have to worry about getting to work anymore. The last month of my pregnancy was absolutely horrible. I had sever sciatica- so it made walking for a long period of time a huge task. I had extremely painful contractions until I was about 38 weeks along, and then nothing. Miraculously, after my doctor stripping my membranes at my 39 week appointment, I went into labor the very next day - 3 days before my EDD! I was thrilled.
:: the birth story :: (copied & pasted from the Birth Story board)
I just first want to say that I had such an amazing, positive delivery - and I am so glad that I chose to get an epidural this time. It may have prolonged my labor longer than my previous baby, but it was for the better, since my labor was progressing so fast WITHOUT the epidural, and my parents had a 2-hour drive.
I posted on Tuesday (the 21st) when I had my doctors appointment. My doctor said I was at 4 cm and he stripped my membranes. I went home and had a few mild contractions, but nothing worth getting excited over, as I started having contractions around 37 weeks. Although I did start having "bloody show" every time I went to the bathroom after he stripped the membranes.
Wednesday morning (22nd) I woke up having mild contractions. Again, I didn't think anything about it, because they weren't regular and I had been having contractions for several weeks now.
I started getting them about every 10 minutes apart around 3pm, but they were not regular at all. They would range from 10-12 minutes apart, to 5-6, to 7-8, back to 10 minutes apart, then back to 6 minutes apart.
About 5:00 pm I started timing them, because they were getting pretty strong. The funny thing is that my contractions never became "regular" - they would come anywhere from 2 minutes apart, to 6 minutes apart.
I decided I would lay down in bed and try to take a nap and watch the 5:30 news. I was laying there for about 25 minutes when I felt something warm in my underwear, like I had peed myself - but I didn't have to go pee. I got up and went to the bathroom and as soon as I pulled my underwear down, white fluid (with white flecked stuff?) came flowing out. But it wasn't a huge "gush" like a lot of women describe it. It was more like I just peed myself - so I wasn't really sure my water had broke.
I called L&D and explained to them what happened. I told the nurse that I had been having pretty strong contractions but they were not regular. She told me to get a bite to eat, b/c if I was ruptured they would not allow me to eat once I was in active labor, and to take a quick shower. I decided to call DH and come in right away. I wasn't in the mood to eat (nor was I hungry) and I had already taken a shower earlier that morning.
DH said he was on his way from work and we would immediately go straight to the hospital once he got home. By the time he got there, I was in intense pain and was having problems breathing through my contractions.
We get to the hospital around 6:45 pm. All the delivery rooms are full, so they stuck me in an older room, which I could tell hadn't been used in awhile, since there wasn't even a monitor in there. There were tons of nurses that were freaking out b/c I was in so much pain and I didn't have a room.
The nurse checked me really fast and told me I was 6-7 already, and yes, it was my water that had broken at home when I was laying in bed.
Finally about 10-15 minutes later they cleaned up a delivery room for me and they prepared me for my epidural. I was in so much pain and having a hard problem dealing with my contractions, they didn't even have time to go through all the normal "questions" they ask you before they do the procedure. I just wanted them to get the epidural in, as I couldn't handle the contractions anymore.
I have to admit, it was painful getting the epidural, but it was SOOOOO worth it once the drugs started to kick in.
I went from screaming in pain, to laughing and joking throughout each contraction. It was HEAVENLY. I quickly went from a 6-7, to a 7-8, and then to an 8.
My parents were still on their way (they had a 2 hour drive), so I really am thankful that I got the epidural, so I could relax and kind of prolong my labor, to allow them time to get there.
They finally arrived and I was still at an 8 - thank god!
Around 9:45 pm my doctor came in and told me that I was at a 10, but he was going to let me labor on my own until 10:00 pm, to make sure I would be ready to push.
At 10:00 I started pushing. I felt no pain whatsoever, and not even any pressure. I couldn't even tell if the pushing was making any progress. I pushed 2 times and then all of a sudden, when everyone was getting their gloves on, I felt this extreme pressure and said "uh - I kind of feel like I need to push". The nurses and doctor was like "no no no, don't push!" The doctor was still putting on his gown and gloves. I knew how to hold it in - so I didn't push. But I felt the baby coming anyways. About 10 seconds later, my baby was out, without a third push.
Madisyn entered the world after 8 minutes of pushing, at 10:08 pm!
And the best thing of all - NO TEARS and NO stitches!!!!
I am recovering wonderfully and breastfeeding is going well. We are having some latching problems, but the hospital here has a wonderful breastfeeding consultation team and they are extremely helpful. With the use of a LOT of Lansinoh cream and the help from the lactation consultants here, I am positive we will have BF'ing down like a pro before we leave tomorrow morning.
Here are a few pictures: