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:
Last edited by MrsMeaganK; 12-01-2007 at 11:05 AM.
:: saturday, december 1, 2007 ::
Maddie slept so good last night! I didn't think she would, because she slept all the way home from daycare, until about 9 pm - without even waking to nurse! I was almost certain that she'd be up around 3 am wanting to eat. I woke her aroud 9 pm to nurse her, put her to bed, and she slept until 7:00 this morning! I love how she gives me exactly what I need, when I need it the most. I had been sleep deprived all week, so it was nice to get some sleep when I was actually able to sleep in. I made breakfast for DH this morning. He told me that he wanted 3 eggs and some bacon - and I made some cinnamon rolls to go along with it, because I wanted something sweet... and what a surprise, he's back in bed SLEEPING!!!!!, and the breakfast that I worked so hard to cook this morning is still sitting in the kitchen, cold. I told the girls on my birth board a few days ago that I was going on a cooking strike until he could learn to help me around the house. I was so frustrated - I worked all day, came home and cooked, started laundry, fed the baby, changed the baby... and he had the nerve to sit on the couch ALL evening! All I asked him to do was put up the clean dishes in the dishwasher and put the dirty dishes in the washer and start it! REALLY, is that too much to ask for? Well, according to my DH it is! So, I told him that I was going to stop cooking until he started to help me out a little more. Even if it was my "turn" to do the dishes, he should help me out when I ask for help, and do it without any complaints. I refuse to be "Super Mom" - cooking, cleaning, and taking care of the baby all by myself. Although, I now have a new found respect for single mothers... because that is exactly what I feel like, because I have absolutely no help from DH whatsoever. Ugh! Anyway, enough of my ranting about DH. I might as well get some laundry done while Madisyn is napping... since I know that you-know-who isn't going to do anything!!!
:: saturday, december 01 - evening ::
God, we cleaned the whole freaking house today. Luke ended up waking up around 11:15 and warming up his cold breakfast in the microwave. We cleaned EVERYTHING. Our newest dog, Bre, is still not potty trained and she keeps peeing in her kennel at night... so we had to clean that out... you can only imagine that smell. It was horrible!! I cleaned the entire kitchen- I even cleaned out the little silver things underneath the burners on the stove... they were disgusting! The only thing that's left is 2 baskets of laundry, and I have to clean out the bath tub tomorrow... YAY. I was sooo tired after cleaning. I attempted to take a nap around 3:45, but as soon as I started to drift off, Luke came in with Maddie, who was crying, and said "Maddie wants ta-ta"... NO, Maddie does not want ta-ta, because she just ate an hour ago! Ughh. I told him to give her some apple juice or give her a paci, and if she is still not satisfied then bring her back to me and I will nurse her. Wouldn't you know it... she took a few sips of apple juice and fell back asleep. I really wish that he would actually make an attempt to make her stop crying before taking her to me. Yeah, I can always whip out a boob when she starts fussing, but it's rather frustrating when you've been up since 6:30 am cooking breakfast and cleaning... and you haven't had a nap... and when you finally lay down to TRY and nap, you're interrupted as soon as you get to sleep. UGH. Isn't it funny how I always find a way to rant about DH? Oh well- I still love him anyways. Time to go let the dogs out, and put Maddie to bed... have a good night everyone!!
This entry is more to remind me of what I already know and to apply everything that I have learned thus far. We all go through trials and tribulations. Some of us even have to go through them daily. What makes it a trial or a tribulation? Isn't it all about what you tell yourself? They say you can tell yourself just about anything and after time you can start to believe anything you tell yourself.
So many of us get caught up in telling ourselves the wrong messages. Is it that we love to dwell in misery? Deep down no, but then why do we lean towards the 'worst case scenerio?' If we can truly make anything appear in our minds the way we want it to, then why don't we start telling ourselves the pleasant view of it all.
Every successful person I've ever read about has taken a misfortune and turned it around into a blessing or something they can work with. So every trial and tribulation that comes along our way is just another chance to prove to ourselves that we can rise above. We can make a gloomy situation a sunny one and all of this is done on just our perception and determination to make a difference.
We all may come to a point in our lives where we're just tired of walking around with an umbrella from the storm above our head. Let the umbrella down, and move forward.
What has helped me with my thoughts more than anything, especially faced with the trial of today is that the future is bright. The present is right in front of us to embrace however we choose, and the future is the fruit of what we bear in the present. Negative thoughts will get me no where, but the positive ones will open doors. Even in the smallest or biggest of trials smile in the face of them because it will not last long and there is always another opportunity right around the corner
Life is too short to be upset all the time. Even when no one else sees what you do, continue on with what you believe. AND, most importantly always believe in yourself because we are all beautiful people. Too quick to see a flaw and so soon we forget an attribute.
As I always say though, happiness comes from within. You don't need someone else or something else to vindicate who you are in this world or how your happiness is determined. Again, not your circumstances that make you happy but your soul and spirit from within that make you happy in any situation.
:: 8:41 PM ::
ohhh man, I am so tired. I've spent most of the day doing laundry (and it's still not done!) Madisyn was cranky all day, she didn't go down for a nap until about 5:30, then I woke her around 7:40 to nurse, and she's still sleeping. After I get done posting this, I'll probably wake her up (again) to burrito wrap her and then put her to bed for the night. I went and got Luke Taco Bueno's for dinner, and I had Zaxby's. He said that his meal was pretty bland and gross - mine was pretty good!! It was the first time we'd had dinner at those places before, so I'll be going back... but I have a feeling DH won't! Oh well. I haven't been very productive today, and I feel kinda crappy about that, but I guess I made up for it since we cleaned the crap outta the house yesterday.
Madisyn has been smiling so much lately. I feel like my little girl is growing up. I spent about 20 minutes earlier in the evening just holding her and cuddling with her, after I fed her and she fell asleep. It was nice to just sit there and spend time connecting and cuddling with my little angel. She was so serene, so calm... and she just laid her little hand on my chest. It was pure bliss and I will never forget moments with her like that. It sucks working full time, b/c I feel like I have really missed her "milestones" for lack of a better term, during the past 1.5 months. This is why I enjoy the weekends so much. I really wish that we were financially stable enough for me to be a SAHM... I would love that. Unfortunately, I am the one who carries all of our insurance, life insurance, etc benefits... and DH would have to land a really, really, really, nice paying job in order for that to happen. Oh well-- it won't stop me from dreaming, right?
Ok- time to wake Maddie and get her to bed. And off to work for another week... *sigh*
I'll try to keep this updated as much as I possibly can.
Last edited by MrsMeaganK; 12-02-2007 at 10:49 PM.
omg, what a week! I'm so exhausted. I've had a crappy pumping week. Last week I was able to pump at least 7-8 ounces, and this week I can barely pump 6! I wonder what's up. I've been increasing my Fenugreek intake. I used to only take 3-4 pills at a time, and now I've started taking 6, b/c I wasn't seeing any increase. My boss was sitting with me at my desk yesterday and said that she could smell the maple syrup... ha! But she said it wasn't offending or anything, she actually liked it. My boss is so awesome. I'm so glad it's the weekend. Maybe I will actually get to sleep in a little bit! We've been putting Madisyn down around 9pm, and then I actually have to wake her up at 6 am to feed her. She has been sleeping through the night since she was about 7 weeks old, but now she is REALLY sleeping! I love it. My baby is so perfect... she is truly the best little girl ever. I can't wait to watch her blossom into a beautiful little girl. Speaking of sleep... It's nursing time... and then sleepy time for me! I'll update later this weekend.
happy new year! for some reason, i knew i'd have a hard time updating this dang thing. i am trying my hardest, though. phew - where do i start? well, Madisyn had her 4 month appointment on december 27th. it was horrible. she had lost 7 ounces from the last time she was seen when she was 3 months. obviously, the pediatrician was concerned, since breastfed babies are not supposed to lose weight. i explained to her that we had both been sick. i had pneumonia, and she had been struggling with a cold (that didn't seem to want to go away). she asked that i start supplementing with formula after each nursing session to ensure weight gain. we tried giving her one bottle of formula, and she hated it. she was uber fussy for several hours after it, and she ended up spitting up most of it anyways. so, back to exclusive breastfeeding. i figured it was b/c i wasn't making enough milk. some days at work i would only pump 2-3 ounces a DAY, and i normally pump 8-10. i added blessed thistle to my fenugreek, and i recently started taking domperidone. and wow - let me tell you, it has made a HUGE difference! i feel confident that she is gaining weight and hopefully, when we go back for another weight check on the 10th, she will be fine.
i got a promotion at work!! WOOHOO! i'm so excited. and on other good news, i'm a breastmilk producing MANIAC. i've had great success with breastfeeding since taking domperidone. i pump about 4-5 ounces at a time, whereas before i was only pumping 4 ounces a DAY. yay!! we take her back for a weight check this afternoon, i'll be sure to post later about how it goes. she seems like she is gaining weight. she is so aware of the world, growing, thriving... it makes me want to cry. she will be SIX months old next month. i can't believe it. i don't want my baby girl to grow up!
Guess I should post an update. I completely forgot about this thing until someone on my birth board reminded me about it. GAH! So, let's see what's happened in the past 6 months...
First things first. Madisyn is fine - at her 9 month appointment (!!!) she weighed 15 lbs, 3 oz. She is back on the growth charts at 3rd percent for weight and 30th percentile for height. They even had to do some tests on her to make sure she is just "small". She saw a specialist at the Arkansas Children's Growth & Development clinic and they also tested her for cystic fibrosis. We are going back for a "check up" at the growth & dev. center on Wednesday just to make sure she's still fine - which I'm sure she is. She started sitting up @ 7 months and just before she was 8 months she started crawling. She is EVERYWHERE. She pulls up, cruises, and crawls like there's no tomorrow. She also stands unassisted for a few seconds as well. She's doing great!! Her hair is blonding more and more each day, and her eyes are still as blue as ever. We are still breastfeeding - !! I can't believe we've made it this far. I'm still pumping 2x a day at work too. Only 3 more months until we've made it a year! She also eats finger foods now - basically, whatever we eat, she eats. She won't touch jar foods anymore!! She's just doing great. She's got such a personality and I love seeing how she reacts to the new things she discovers on a daily basis. I just love her so much.
Oh - and we got a new car!! We bought a 2008 Toyota Yaris. Mostly because with gas prices, we can't afford anything else. We are getting 40+ mpg, and the combined EPA for the car is 31 mpg! Hypermiling rocks!! IF you are interested in saving gas, www.hypermiling.com and www.gassavers.org are good websites to check out.
Today is also fathers day. I am letting DH sleep in - and, will probably go pick up some McDonald's for breakfast in a bit. I need to do some cleaning too...
That's my update! I'll try to update more often, if I don't forget about this thing.