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Yay! I made it! I totally didn't think I'd make it all the way to 36 weeks and now I'm convinced since I have I'm going to go totally over I'll break up my posts since four kids = a whole lot of typing and I don't want to bore people LOL
First things first, HI! I'm Eirinn (yes that's spelled right my mother has a thing for old gaelic) I'm 31 and a mom to three little girls so far and one boy on the way! My first two children were born with my ex-husband and sadly they live with his family in the states and I don't get to see them nearly enough!
I met my ex-husband and funnily enough my current husband in high school, we were all one big group of crazy kids which makes this story a bit confusing at times! Since he's the ex... I'll save you the gory details... he sucks! Well... right out of high school I left home to go dance for Ballet BC having been training since I was 2 to do exactly that. Sadly before I ever stepped foot on stage I tore ALL the ligaments in my right knee swiftly ending any further hopes of my ballet career I figured... well if I can't do what I wanted I might as well have that family I could never have as a dancer! (yes we were told to get cats as kids killed careers) So I returned home and married my ex-husband, promptly getting pregnant at 19.
Ashleigh was born on the first sunshine filled day of June, in the bright sunshine, sunny side up! Thus its no surprise my nickname for her is 'little miss sunshine'. I remember waking up in the middle of the night the day before she was born wondering why someone kept tickling the bottom of my belly... as it turns out that 'tickle' was the first contractions! I woke up that morning and the 'tickles' continued and being totally clueless I had no idea that they were coming in waves and getting closer and closer together.
By 10am, the tickle turned into pinching and I decided to pay more attention to them. Of course in true fashion, the ex had decided that day was a good day to tear apart his sisters car to install a new stereo system! So when it dawned on me that the "pinching" was coming every 5 mins exactly and lasting over a minute... the entire inside of my SIL's car was spread all over her front lawn! With only minor screaming I convinced them to clean up quickly and head to the hospital.
I arrived at the hospital and after a quick check they said I was 6cm and 100% effaced! Yay me! We were brought back into the birthing suite and totally lucked out as we got the BEST view of the lake just behind the hospital with all the sailboats and people having fun outside! At least I thought it was the best until my ability to handle warm went right out those unopenable windows! I was dying and kept stripping off gowns, sheets, even the nice cold wet washcloths my mother insisted on trying to cover my bits with! LOL
Four hours later I was complete and ready to start pushing, so we kicked everyone but Ex and my mom out of the room and had to stop the doctor who seemed to think that included him! :rolleyes: Almost the second I started pushing, I found out labor was painful! Up until this point I had been talking/walking/joking/playing cards all through my contractions as if they didn't hurt at all... in fact I don't remember them hurting until I started pushing. But man what they lacked before they made up for x10000 with the first push! I thought the baby was going to come out through my lower back and I kept asking if this was normal! My mother tried her best to console me, but she couldn't understand the odd pain either.... the doctor... sat there reading a book. No joke! My mother at one point grabbed the book out of his hands and turned it over saying "What is this idiots guide to birthing children?" and then promptly threw it across the room. I love my mother!
2 1/2 hours later Ashleigh made her appearance, and it was with a bright purple bruise across the left half of her face and a third degree tear for me! She had been face up, shoulder twisted and over 9lbs of squidgy big baby! But I managed and only after when I was recovering in postpartum writing secret love letters to my squirt bottle.... I remembered to ask what pain medication I was allowed to have! ROFL
Total time I knew I was in labor: 6 1/2 hours (though doc says I was likely in labor for at least 18... just didn't know it)
Right after DD#1 was born, I started having some crazy intense pain in my abdomen every few months... so severe that I ended up in the ER and they took out my appendix "just to be sure" This continued on and on until one night I was rushed to the ER and after they did the pregnancy test... I found out I was expecting again! They were terribly worried it was a tubal pregnancy so I was taken in for every test they could manage on a pregnant lady. On the ultrasound there was a large mass around my right ovary and fallopian tube, within minutes I was rushed into the OR and literally by the time they got in there... whatever it was... was gone! They removed a bunch of odd 'fluid' and closed me up for recovery. Baby through this time was well tucked in the uterus where she ought to be and unaware of a thing!
Throughout my pregnancy with DD#2 I had a total of three surgeries, they tested for everything from tubal pregnancy to kidney stones and back again, no one for the life of them could explain why the freaky abdominal pain kept coming back and dropping me into a pile of goo. At 24 weeks I started having severe contractions and was yet again in the hospital, only this time being stuck with needles trying to stop labor and keep little one inside! I ended up sitting in a hospital bed for 3 weeks (thank God my mother could take DD#1!!!) and finally was released with strict instructions not do do ANYTHING (yeah right) So for the rest of my pregnancy I did as little as possible, DD#1 and I moving in with my parents towards the end of the pregnancy since my Ex was a truck driver and mom didn't like the idea of me being alone at home with no car and a one yr old!
On the morning of September 11... I woke up at 2am with crazy contractions, and at this point being term I was all hyped and happy! So I went downstairs and flipped on the tv and made myself some breakfast! My Sister joined me soon after and we were having a blast chatting it up and giggling about babies... until the first plane hit. I swear to all things holy I prayed SO hard that day not to have my daughter that I stopped labor! Between the fact we had family in New York, and my Ex was in Pennsylvania (right near where the plane went down) and he didn't answer his damn phone ALL DAY! It was a crazy stressful day. All my contractions stopped and like everyone else in the world we sat glued to the tv all day watching the mayhem.
After all that crazyness, I remembered I was supposed to have a baby... yeah right, not a peep out of the little one and I ended up having to FORCE my doctor (same one as last time) to induce me 19 days later (42 weeks) He argued that she was too small and clearly my dates were messed up... not something you want to say to a woman who's been pregnant for 42 weeks. After days of screaming at him I managed to get an ultrasound at the hospital where they found extreme calcium deposits in the placenta a sure sign of an overdue baby. So I was whisked down to L&D and put on Pitocin that morning. They started the gradual increase system... four hours no contractions... eight hours no contractions... ten hours not a single blip on the monitors. At hour 12 the doctor came in and ordered a double dose at the level I was at (I don't remember the numbers) and glared at me for being "troublesome". They did a cervix check and I was "closed up tighter than a drum!" The nurse was having a hard time believing I had had a child only a year ago!
I went into the shower to get cleaned up since 12 hours of hospital was wearing on me, and noticed a bit of bloody show! WOO! and then there was the faintest... tiniest tickle of a contraction! So I waddled my butt out into the room to find it empty, ex gone... coach gone... no nurse no doctor... I was all bummed out I couldn't share the first contraction right about the time the second one hit... and it FLOORED ME! Literally I collapsed on the floor of my birthing room, every muscle in my body from my ears to my toes seized up. I don't know how long it lasted... and its since been pointed out to me my view of time at that point was very off. When I recovered I crawled over to the bed and hauled myself up, and pressed the nurse button. The 'third' contraction hit and it was harder than the last, when the nurse got on the intercom the only thing I could squeek out was that I needed to have a baby right now! She told me I was an idiot, she just checked me and I was a 0, to which I responded "b**** GET IN HERE I'M HAVING A BABY" not my finest moment.
The head nurse sent the poor nursing student in to check on me and explain that it was impossible that i hadn't even had a con.... She made it two steps in the door stopped mid sentence and said "HOLY S***" and went running for the emergency button. Honestly this is one of the most vivid memories of my whole life, as if the world was put in slow motion. Ex and coach walked in just behind her, she dashed for the button, I practically stood up on the bed with the next contraction and DD#2 made her entrance into the world a la skipping stone! SO for all that wanted to know.. yes baby's bounce, and the cord is actually there to keep them from getting too far away
Thankfully, Max was born healthy, strong and suffered no ill effects from her grand entrance. The student nurse (who I was told after this was her first experience with live birth... poor girl) cut the cord and the floor doc sauntered in moments later acting all important. He declared I wasn't delivering the placenta (about 2 mins after baby was born) and reached in and PULLED on the cord. (a manual removal according to the chart) After that I sort of blacked in and out so I only remember bits and pieces. People yelling, something about bleeding out, and being wheeled down the hall with more yelling, and a doctor leaning over my face in full scrubs explaining that if he can't stop the bleeding I have to say goodbye to my uterus. I remember saying "no" and then I don't remember anything else until I woke up two weeks later.
According to my charts, I hemorrhaged after a manual removal for failure to deliver my placenta. I ended up having two blood transfusions and missed the first weeks of my daughters life completely. One really amazingly awesome nurse DEMANDED that they latch Max on my unconscious body because I had stated adamantly that I wanted to breast feed. I think if she hadn't any chance of my breastfeeding would have been lost. But by some miracle I managed to breastfeed for six months after I woke up!
After that... well... stress abuse and other factors led to my health really deteriorating, divorce and finally ... a diagnosis. PCOS! The only reason they didn't figure that out sooner is and I quote "People with PCOS have such a hard time conceiving and you get pregnant with as little work as a sneeze!" I was told then that if I tried to have another child it would kill me and I should focus on the two beautiful girls I had and move on with my life... I was 21.
*** Edited to add***
Yeah silly me forgot to mention she was 7lbs 10oz... far from a super small baby! LOL
The divorce... messy. Custody battles... worse... in the end the courts sided with my abusive ex simply because my health was so bad at this point they didn't think I could provide 100% care to my girls without killing myself doing it. That mess lasted 2 years and in that time my best friend stood beside me every single day.
Meet hubby! We ended up "together" right after my marriage ended, and all through the divorce/custody mess, after we decided to try and rebuild our lives (I lost everything and had no where to go but up) We both worked in computer tech and ended up at the same company And I ended up as his boss! That was a fun time. Because of my horrific first marriage I was dead set against it, though I loved him to pieces I couldn't bring myself to marry him... yet.
One weekend in 2005 pretty much changed our lives, we decided that day to buy a franchise of the company we were working for and handed every last cent of our savings over to our boss.... and found out I was pregnant the next day. ROFL We had briefly discussed saying FU to the doctor's assessment of my pending doom since I had gone a year without a single PCOS flare up. The next few months were CRAZY, starting up a new business, preparing for baby, trying to keep myself healthy... oh and just because I hadn't added enough stress to myself, I decided to renovate the bottom floor of our condo! At our first and what was to be only ultrasound we found out... another girl! and they found a white spot on her heart, which is indicative of down syndrome.... well after weeks of genetic councilling, more ultrasounds and tests... turns out there was like no risk, they just stressed me out for nothing.
Surprisingly, the rest of the pregnancy seemed to fly by without a single issue... well that's not totally true, at about 5 months I made Hubby take me to the hospital because I thought I was having a heart attack.... it was heartburn. LOL I had never had it before, and it scared the begeebuz out of me... he still makes fun of me for that. But it never happened again the rest of the pregnancy. As always I was anemic so I had to have iron shots at 30weeks every day for two weeks, that sucked but it wasn't horrific. So with no other issues, it was rather a huge shock when the morning I officially turned 36 weeks, I was stepping into the shower and my water broke!
I called my doctor (New one! high risk specialist) and she said to come into the hospital to get the fluid tested to be sure. I started having very pleasant little contractions about 4 mins apart just after they broke and so off to the hospital we went. Well... lets just say we've vowed that we'd rather have a baby on the side of the road than ever step foot in that hospital again! grrrr! The charge nurse told me " You're only 36 weeks, your water didn't break, and I'm going to make you sit here until you admit you pee'd your pants." Of course she hadn't tested the pad I was wearing, or... the puddle in the bed under me that kept getting bigger the longer I sat. After 3 hours another nurse came in noticed the puddle and quietly did the test without the charge nurse noticing. Apparently the ph strip is supposed to go blue if its amniotic fluid, it went BLACK before she could get it off the sheet. Clearly my water had broken... Sadly for some reason all my contractions had stopped! We were sent off to the mall to walk for a few hours to get them going again and check back in later. There were a few here and there, but the whole time we walked I kept saying to hubby... something feels... off? Yeah yay for being descriptive while in labor
Fast forward a lot... like 16 hours since most of it involves a lot of my trying not to kill my MIL who demanded she stay the whole time and crying at nurses to please call my doctor because something wasn't right and being ignored. We finally get a new shift of nurses and get put in the birthing room (we'd been in triage the whole time) and the sweet little thing that was my day nurse listened intently to me for 20 mins while I described what had happened and where we were at. She smiled, and said "One second hun I'll be right back" and off she ran only to return half an hour later with doctors in tow. That is when the "internal checks" started. Honestly, one here and there don't bug me that bad... but in the period of an hour, I had over 40 internal checks. I joke that there was not a professional in L&D that day that didn't put their hand up in me and try and make me a puppet... but seriously I might actually be right there. They gave me gas to try and help the pain (not from contractions) and very hesitantly put me on a pit drip (super low) to see if that would help. The contractions started up again, and things were looking less sucky though I was still in serious pain, we crossed the 24 hour mark and now everyone was starting to make C-section noises at me. The nurse who had brought in the parade of doctors came rushing all of a sudden dragging what looked to me like an elderly lady with her. She explained that this woman was a midwife who was here with another patient, but that she thought she could be helpful to me! I was willing to do just about anything at this point so I agree'd to one more internal. She was sweet, and fast, and had gloriously long skinny hands! After a moment or two she announced that my baby's arm was stuck between my cervix and her head, thus all the contractions in the world weren't going to dilate me because there wasn't proper pressure on the cervix! There was a rush of activity at that point and doctors and nurses, and 10-20 more internals *dies* Somewhere in there it was decided they would move the babies arm manually but that I needed an epidural both for the pain of it and the fact if this didn't work I was on my way to surgery. I blindly agree'd and it was over rather quickly without my feeling much of anything (thank god), I slept for an hour after that and little Jayde made her appearance an hour later! She was the smallest of all my girls at 5lbs 9oz of fighting spirit. She scored 9 and 9 on the apgar much to everyone's shock and surprise, and even punched her daddy in the face for me only minutes after being born!
I had minor bleeding, or rather... I bled they gave me a shot or two and it turned into minor bleeding. And was sent home the next morning in perfect health! Jayde however was sent back to the hospital three days later for jaundice issues and we were there for two days before her levels evened out and she could come home!
My first view of my little girl :
With Daddy while we waited to be sent home:
Under the lights in her funky glasses:
Jayde and I in Hawaii last Feb!
OMG Long... and I feel like I'm forgetting so much!
Ok... so yes at this point Hubby and I were not married We decided heck, we have a child now might as well make it official, and so we sold our franchise and went down to vegas!
It was great fun and we had a blast, so did Jayde who spent all her time hitting people with her flower wand yelling "ABARACADABARA" which was so cute. We decided that we wanted to wait until Jayde was out of diapers before we had a second, but life does as it will and we ended up not being able to conceive. PCOS strikes again... and it took till Jayde was four to finally get a positive! Oddly enough I was on birth control at the time (high steroid to help with the PCOS symptoms) but had another cyst rupture and while in the emergency clinic they gave me anti inflammatory and antibiotics... thus rendering the pill useless!
We got the good news only a week or so after conception, which while being a blessing for planning has made this pregnancy seem like it has lasted FOREVER! LOL Unlike the crazy morning sickness I had with DD#3, I had about 6 weeks this time around and everything seemed to settle down. We pushed everyone who would listen to get a midwife this time around, and were on the verge of getting risked out soooo many times. Thankfully, when doctors screw up and want to cover their butts, they limit the charts on 'bad things' and so while my family doctor has me listed as having suffered placental accrietia on his files... the hospital only has 'hemmoraged' on theirs So the midwives could take me! YAY
I got in with Sage Passages team, who are a wonderful group of four ladies who seem to not only be the best midwives EVER they're also fantastic people! I joked with my hubby that one of my midwives Christy is the kind of person that no matter how good you feel about yourself she makes you look like satan for all her perfectness! She just took two weeks vacation from work to go down to south america and volunteer with orphans and young women! Here I am planning a girls weekend in vegas for next spring drooling over the idea of sunbathing and drinking with my besties... *sigh* oh well. She's perfect enough for all of us!
99% of this pregnancy has been totally... boring. The 11week scan showed a healthy little baby with all the arms/legs/fingers/toes and moving like a champ. At our 24 week scan, a bit less positive, we got a definite "BOY" from the tech actually her words were "Its a boy and What a boy!!!" but we also got told his heart was... tilted funny. After hours of talking to doctors, it turns out this isn't serious at all, and will likely straighten itself out .. or not won't matter.
I got put in the "preterm" study through the province that is working on compiling data on women who have had babies before 36 weeks or like with DD#2 preterm labor that was stopped. Its been uneventful, and judging by the questions on the forms I have to fill out they're trying to attribute stress factors, abuse, alcohol consumption and smoking to preterm issues... I have none of those and starting about 33 weeks this time around have been dealing with "irritable" lady bits.
I ended up in L&D last week, contractions coming fairly regularly and actually hurting, but since my cervix hadn't changed they sent me packing with a list of things to try to stop the contractions. My midwife seems determined to keep this kid in until 37 weeks at the soonest, but bets were that I wouldn't make it to 36! LOL (tomorrow technically) When she checked me I'm between 60-70% effaced and a iffy 3ish maybe 4. I pointed out that these measurements are pretty pointless when its sorta, ish and maybe. LOL she got a giggle out of that and agree'd. So we're pretty much playing it by ear now.
My biggest issue is that I continue to have contractions, some days they are so wishy washy I know its nothing, but like right now... consistent, strong and OUCH! I'm so going to end up having this kid sitting at the computer because I can't tell when I'm in silly labor! LOL
Gotta keep laughing right?
Wow have you been through a lot! Best part is you are still very optimistic! I loved reading your intro and really hope this birth goes better than your others. Oh and the part about your first dr with your first birth reading a book, part made me laugh part made me want to go punch the idiot! I loved LOVED what your mom did/said to him though! Wow, is about all I can say about your second birth, and I guaranty that the bleeding issues you had with that after the placenta was removed was due to your stupid dr yanking it out. My dr tugged on my placenta after I had my second and I think that might have been part of why I lost so much blood as well. Dr's and their stupid "schedules"!
Looking forward to following the rest of this journey!
Welcome to your lodge! I enjoyed getting to "know" you reading your intro. Can't wait to hear more about this baby!
Wow, interesting reading! You've had quite a time. I am praying for you for a faboo delivery with your midwives, who sound excellent. Seems like it may be any day now!
Wow you have been through so much. Thank you so much for sharing. I am so happy that you are remaining positive and doing so well this pregnancy. I am glad you have midwives that are supportive and helpful. That makes such a difference.
Sounds like you've had a ton of different journeys, but I'm glad you've found some good midwives. I can't wait to see how this journey unfolds for you
So last night was bar none the WORST night sleep I've had in this entire pregnancy! I felt like my hips were actually trying to break apart and thus finally fell asleep around 5am *groan* Jayde woke up at 10:30am bless her for sleeping in so apart from the 30 or so phone calls from 8am on... lol I got some sleep.
I have my 36week appointment and final centering group today, I'm excited and sad at the same time, the ladies in my group have become great friends and it will feel weird not seeing each other every other week! Going to do my Group B strep swab today, that way its done and over with, I never even made it to that point with Jayde so this time we can go in knowing if I'm positive or not (by luck I wasn't last time)
What really irks me today, and I totally might be blowing things out of proportion because I'm tired, fat, and generally unpleasant today... Hubby got a call from work that they want him to drive down to a city south of us (about 3 hours away) for a 40 min job... First... its snowing like crazy through southern Alberta right now and so the weather is iffy at best, and second IF I do go into labor while he's gone I'll have to get Jayde off to Granny's and get myself to the hospital (5mins away) without him... and he'll likely miss the birth even IF I could get ahold of him! Am I wrong to be a bit cheesed that he said yes to this job? It was after all an option. He's super stressed about money with the baby coming and the fact I won't be working as much for awhile... but geebuz, its not like its even great money!!!!! grrrrr
I'm going to try to get through the rest of today without getting steamed about this, we're taking Jayde to the Dinosaur museum to kill part of the afternoon, and also because we want her to have some last special time with just Mommy and Daddy. We're still paranoid about how she's going to react to her little brother since she's been the solo princess for 99% of the time!
I would be upset about DH taking the job as well. Even if finances were tight. Especially since you have a history of going into labor earlier. Once I hit 35 weeks I refuse to let my DH take any business trips even if it's only a couple hours away and the earliest I've had a baby is 39 weeks 2 days.
Wow, you have some "big" stories with your previous births. Thank goodness for that random midwife who came in and checked you. I'm so glad the midwives took you this time.
As for today, I really hope your hubby makes it back quickly!
I can understand not wanting your hubby to go, I wouldn't either. But I also know men, and the money factor when it comes to new kiddos is very important to them, in ways that it isn't to us. So I can see why he said yes. Anyhow, I am praying he gets home in plenty of time. Hoping you can get some more rest/sleep before baby makes an entrance! Also praying for GBS-!
My goodness, your intro was intense! Like a movie!
I also understand you being mad at dh about the job, but it is hard for men to not think of the finances with new babies.
A movie? Really? I think its like a bad case of Murphy's law LOL (funny enough that's my maiden name) I keep trying to tell myself that everything I've gone through has passed and try to look back on it with as much humor as I can muster, but sometimes when I'm sitting in yet another doctors office explaining all this mess... well it can be a bit much
My 36 week appointment was super quick, I decided not to stay for centering because I really wanted to get a head start up to the museum (about a 2 hour drive) and figured spending more time with Jayde before baby comes was more important than making beaded necklaces with the ladies at centering. Baby is definitely head down, and the midwife was shocked I was walking as easily as I was given just how low he really is! Of course they asked about the contractions which are as unchanging as ever and always poking up at the worst times (like when I'm sneezing, laughing or trying to swallow :P) They decided to forgo a cervical check, not wanting to get anything going if it wasn't headed that way anyway, and I agree'd mostly because I really didn't want to be all crampy and sore while we walked in the afternoon. Heartbeat was strong, and as usual baby kicked the ever living daylights out of the doppler, making sure we all knew that he was less than impressed at being checked on -again-. Hubby is always so proud at his ninja like aim, I however am less impressed as its me between him and the doppler LOL.
I got my group B strep test done YAY, and got my official folder for any future trips to the hospital. And with the same "No sex, no RRL tea, no strong sneezing, no touch football" warnings the midwives sent us on our merry way, again strict instructions that they don't want to see me again until my appointment next week. I jokingly said now that I've made it to 36 weeks I'm going to not have this kiddo till 42 weeks.
We headed up to the Museum, and if you've ever heard the old wives tale about bumpy roads causing labor? SO can see that being true. We got half way there and a small little sign gave us warning that the road was officially... not there... Two seconds later and we're off roading and I was secretly wishing I had duct taped my whoohaa. But we made it without any babies popping out between bumps and we had a great time, Jayde officially has decided that the Triceratops is her favorite dinosaur. With all the driving to and from, it was bedtime before we got home and now I'm gleefully curled up in bed not having contractions and munching on doughnuts and coffee Life is good.
sounds like a graet afternoon and appt
Wow, you really have been through alot! So glad things are better for you now. My son is totally obsessed with dinosaurs and has been for years, I really wish we had a cool museum close to us. Can't wait to follow the rest of your lodge!
Ok... so little known fact about me, I ADORE martial arts, and am a HUGE UFC fan... tonight is UFC 129 in Toronto... and my FAVORITE fighter is fighting (GSP seriously ladies you don't have to be a fan of MMA to be impressed with this man *drools*)
Also little known fact... getting worked up over the fights brings on crazy contractions... lol Hubby keeps checking on me to make sure I'm not going to pop the little one out right now LOL He keeps saying "Please hun, wait till after this fight, there's only 15 mins left!" ROFL
Thought I'd share hehehehe.
I love to watch MMA too. I can totally see how it can cause contractions!
welcome to your lodge!
how funny. Guess you made it through the fight
Oh yeah I made it through the night, thankfully the last fight of the night (GSP's fight) was less than edge of your seat! I guess I shouldn't complain as GSP won! I don't know if it was finally making it to May... but I got the BEST night sleep last night!!!! I went to bed around midnight (normal for me) and slept all the way till 11am with only one midnight wander to the bathroom... which I can't really remember waking up for. (Hubby told me cause I didn't remember)
I woke up this morning with a spring in my step and an abundance of energy... that is wonderful and all but sucks for "bed rest" so I decided... no more bed rest for me! I made it to May I'm 36weeks and two days and so pffft... back to life! LOL So far I'm back into the swing of my crazy nesting (before the bed rest I was a monster for nesting) and so far today have fixed my carpet cleaner, cleaned the carpets on the stairs YAY (they soooo needed it, hubby split chocolate ice cream all over them two days ago and their beige... eeewww) Re-seeded and fertilized the yard, cleaned the bathrooms and done 3 loads of laundry.
Next up... the dishes that hubby keeps saying "Oh I'm totally going to do a load tonight" (for the last week YUCK) and then maybe if I haven't killed myself by that point I'll clean the carpets in the living room downstairs like I've wanted to do for MONTHS! Side note... Even the best of husbands are HORRIBLE housewives! Ugggh there is junk EVERYWHERE in my house, the only clean rooms are the nursery (since no one uses it yet) and my bedroom since I've been stuck in there LOL! Maybe I should make him get me a maid if this is his "helping".
wow! what a journey you have had! (not that the journey's over, but it's nice to have the bumpiest part behind you!)
and so far today have fixed my carpet cleaner, cleaned the carpets on the stairs YAY (they soooo needed it, hubby split chocolate ice cream all over them two days ago and their beige... eeewww) Re-seeded and fertilized the yard, cleaned the bathrooms and done 3 loads of laundry.
I just read this to dh - cuz I suck at nesting! all i do is knit and crochet, nothing productive like you. He smiled and said, "I don't believe that" I'm going to let him believe that you're making it up, k?
Hoping the end of this pregnancy is enjoyable and that your birth (whenever it is!) is blessed and beautiful!
wow! what a journey you have had! (not that the journey's over, but it's nice to have the bumpiest part behind you!)
I just read this to dh - cuz I suck at nesting! all i do is knit and crochet, nothing productive like you. He smiled and said, "I don't believe that" I'm going to let him believe that you're making it up, k?
Hoping the end of this pregnancy is enjoyable and that your birth (whenever it is!) is blessed and beautiful!
ROFL My hubby wishes I was making it up too, he's been pouting all day since with my frenzied cleaning comes the endless "Hunny can you..." He's actually taken to hiding from me for brief periods of time, he has learned quickly that stairs are his friend because I'm trying to do everything on one level at a time LOL. I hate stairs! I've managed to do almost everything upstairs that I wanted done, but then like a moron I decided to clean the filters in my vacuum and now it can't be used for a few hours while they dry *facepalm*
wow I wish I were that productive, I need to be as my house is going on the market tomorrow and its still a mess! I tried today but as soon as I started the kids woke up and I lost my 'helper'. Besides I'm more productive on the last day so I'm hoping tomorrow it'll look 'decent'.
GL finishing your house
That is awesome that you are getting so much done! I am jealous- I have the energy of a slug these days!
Congrats on your lodge... I just finished reading it all... what a journey you've had so far. If my hubby heard everything you do... you're amazing.
I look forward to reading the lodge in the future...
Well, I ended up getting WAY more done than I thought I would be able to before the inevitable contractions showed up... and so now I'm relaxing in bed wondering if they're going to piddle out on me or actually do something If they do go away (like they have almost every night since this ordeal started) then the plan is to -not- clean a darn thing tomorrow and take advantage of the awesome weather we're expecting and go for a picnic and play at the park for awhile! Yay!
Side note, listening to NBC reporters for an hour ramble on about Osama Bin Laden being dead is enough to make my brain hurt, its been awhile since I heard reporters go on without saying a darn thing for a whole hour! Now that Obama finally made the announcement I'm left a bit 'meh' about the whole thing.
Maybe icecream and pie will make the meh turn into a YAY! either way it'll make me smile
Eirinn - I am sorry I am only getting to this now!
You have a wonderful flair for story telling! I loved them but boy have you ever had some dramatic births!
I can't wait for your little "cowboy' to get here (even though I have never met you in person)!
I hope you are enjoying a beautiful day today! I actually love cleaning on pretty days. Opening up the windows and letting in the sun and fresh air is very motivating to me
How were your contractions last night?
Well, just as I predicted the contractions piddled off after an hour or two of relaxing and a hot shower.... sadly that didn't help me sleep worth a darn last night! I finally fell asleep around 5am and Jayde crawled into bed with us around 8am and then puked all over my bed *facepalm* Lets just go on record as saying that is -no- fun at all and one of my least favorite ways to wake up! So after getting kidlet, bed, hubby cleaned up, I managed to get JJ back in bed with a bottle of water, and a movie. When all the holy terror had calmed down, here I sit in bed... AWAKE! wide awake... no hope of sleeping for me. Hubby however I don't think was ever fully conscious and has easily slipped back into zzzz mode LOL I want to pinch him!
No idea what's up with the little one, she hasn't shown any sign of being sick, no fever, no lack of energy (even after puking) she's just got a snuffly nose and an occasional cough *sigh* I'm hoping it will pass quickly because the last thing I need is a cold in the house, which would of course mean that I get sick since I'm the back rubbing snuggle monster who provides the juice to the sick ones! LOL
I also got a warning text from my sister that she and my mother are driving out to Calgary from Nanaimo on the 13th... I can already feel my blood pressure rising. I LOVE and adore my mother, but she has gotten it in her head that since this is our last child (and her last blood grandchild since my sister can't have kids) she -HAS- to be in the delivery room. I've never kept her out before, and honestly she's a great help and focus through labor after I've threatened to smack her again if she mentions how she "had her first in 4 1/2 hours and her second BREECH in 3 1/2" again This time however, I decided I only really want Hubby and myself there for the birth... we managed to avoid the topic with MIL by appointing her child keeper during labor so there was no fight on that end (I WOULD NEVER LET MIL in the room again!!!!) I had hoped since my due date was May 28th, my mom would book her plane ticket for the END of the month... I keep telling her she's not going to be in the room, but she's soooo not listening! So now I'm torn, either have this baby BEFORE she gets here, or cross the heck out of my legs and hold him in till she leaves again LOL! Because if I have this child while she's here... feelings WILL be hurt! Sometimes parents are such a pain!
I'm rambling again... lol this is what happens when your all sleep dep and cranky!
I know what you mean about not wanting your mom in the room, but my mom is very respectful and will stay out if we ask. She was just outside the door with my first and was in the room with my second, invited but even if she wasn't there was no way she would have had a chance to leave if she wasn't. BUT where we are planning a home birth for our next one, her being very medical minded I'm worried she will interfere with the midwife and cause problems so I'm contemplating on if she should be there or not, and that's saying something because I am a HUGE mommas girl. I just know that the midwife will do her job better if she isn't being questioned about everything she does like i'm afraid my mom will do.
Anyway, didn't mean to still your lodge there. I hope things work out for you! I hope no one is really sick either. Sickies are no fun while preggers and due.
Sorry about your mom. I wouldn't want mine in there and I'd just tell the nurse to keep her out if it came down to it. There could always be a new hospital 'policy' that only allows 1 support person in the room at a time Anyway, sorry things fizzled out. Hopefully things will time perfectly so you don't have a confrontation with your mom and you get a wonderful birth experience.
I am sorry that you're not sleeping well. I hope your daughter is feeling better! Good luck getting things figured out with your mom!
The one good thing to come out of my DS being a c-section was not having to hurt feeling about people in the delivery room. I feel your pain. I hope your mom understands without too many hurt feelings.
Ack! Is your mom staying with you? If not, you could just forget to make the phone call until after the birth...you know, sometimes you're so focused on the baby, that you forget everything else.
I don't "think" my mom is staying with us, just based on the fact I've told her a million and a half times that there is a really nice Best Western right down the street LOL! She really isn't looking to inconvenience anyone or step on toes, she's just really ... all about herself at times. *sigh* Don't get me wrong she's awesome, amazing and I love her to pieces, but sometimes she just doesn't think beyond what she wants.
Last couple of days have been meh, I ended up calling our family doc to see what she thought about the little one's cold... as it turns out she thinks its more along the spring allergies than a cold. (no fever, no lack of energy, lots of sniffles and flem) So She went back to school again today and I was grateful for the two hour break! After school I decided to walk with her to the park since Hubby had ninjitsu for a couple of hours... HOLY HANNA did that walk (less than a block) kick start the contractions again! Geebuz! Of course by the time we got home and I put supper on (super easy no hassle meal) they had all but dissipated.
I'm not sure why, but the last two days have been wretched for sleep and leaving me feeling generally blah, like something is off but I can't put my finger on it. I'm not sick, no real issues, but I can't sleep worth a darn and even when I'm exhausted my brain won't shut off long enough to catch some z's. DD has been SUPER clingy, more than I think she's ever been in her life (she such a daddy's girl) and seems to want to cuddle/snuggle/etc all the time, she even had a crying fit before school today because she didn't want to leave mommy! SO out of character for her. Luckily Friday is bring mommy to school day so I don't have to have a repeat, unless of course I'm not able to go then Granny gets to deal with it
I have my 37week appt tomorrow morning at some ungodly hour in the morning, so I'm leaving the family at home to sleep! I got my group B swab done last week so I'll get to hear the results yay! Already discussed the if's and stuff with hubby so no matter what the test says we're pretty much ready. Now if only I could just have this baby already!?!?! I know its early and I'm one of the #1 advocates for having a full 40week baby... but I'm human and I want my body back! LOL More than that I want the constant uncomfortableness of contractions/hip pain to end already... its like someone up there decided to give me extra knowing its my last! *stops whining now*
My kids have been super clingy as well. The nearest thing we can figure is that they sense baby will be here soon. Hope your appt goes well
Ok well I had intended on posting about my appointment when I got home this morning but I had a bit of a nap LOL
So the appointment went well, the midwives said he looks great, I look great and I'm now free and clear to do anything I want from jumping jacks, EPO, RRL tea, sex, and violent sneezing! WOOT! Of course being international midwife appreciation day, I brought snacks for the girls and we spent the first half of our appointment oogling naked pictures of Colin Ferrel ROFL! Don't ask! Anyway, blood pressure is great, GBS came back negative (YAY) and baby kicked the ever loving begeebuz out of the doppler as per usual!
I came home feeling rather great, a bit tired but overall good (getting up at 7am for an appointment was likely the reason I was tired LOL) I managed to get Jayde registered for kindergarten on the way home and so doing knocked off one of the last things on my 'pre-baby' to do list. Once home, I decided to take a nice long shower since everyone was still in the process of waking up around the house and I had nothing pressing to do! Have I mentioned before I love my shower? (huge walk-in shower with seats and a huge hot water tank )
After my awesome shower, I asked hubby to turn the kettle on so I could have some oatmeal and tea for second breakfast :P... went into our room and sat down on the bed to watch the end of cupcake wars.... Three hours later... I woke up LOL I feel like I've slept for 12 hours! Its awesome! I'm so full of energy I could run a marathon (though that would likely end up with me in labor LOL) Just finished my oatmeal, and I'm making myself some RRL tea and taking the family to the park for a bit of soccer fun! YAY!
Funny... I almost wish I'd go into labor right now since I have such a crazy abundance of energy and am feeling GREAT! sadly... it won't happen till I'm sleep deprived the house is a mess and I'm suffering from a cold LOL
sounds like your appt went well and your day sounds pretty relaxing.
I sure wish I could get that jump of energy! My house could really use it! I totally can relate to the puking in bed and hubby not even noticing thing, mine is the exact same way. I'm pretty sure he could sleep through almost anything. Good thing he never has night duty with our babies! And it always takes me forever to fall back to sleep also, my brain starts ticking away the things I need to get done and then I'm up listening to DH snore.
Crazy busy day today... Got to spend the afternoon trapped (literally) in DD's classroom for 'Mommy and Me' day, which while I can see it was designed to be fun, was sooo closer to torture. Twenty 4yr olds, and twenty Mom's/Grandma's/Aunts all smushed into the little classroom which was totally overheating and didn't have a normal size chair to save a life! I was just waiting to get stuck on the floor as we were herded from activity to activity.
I did however get an adorable 'flower' and card from DD, and watching the kids sing was fun even if I took nearly 3 minutes to haul my big preggo butt off the floor after ROFL. We got home after picking up milk to find Hubby got called out to the other side of the city on a job (he had to leave at the start of rush hour poor guy) so its been me and the kidlet all day! I'm worn the heck out for sure! I wish we had some decent non rainy weather so I could have let her run off some energy at the park, but thundershowers are not helping me any!
Yet another weekend of worry ahead of me, this time instead of going 3 hours away... he's going 6hours away! To another province!!!!! I know I have to just relax and not worry but the idea of hubby missing the birth entirely makes me burst into hormonal tears... and everytime I do hubby feels horrible and says he can just stay home LOL. Sadly this job is sooo worth the money + travel, so I can't just give in to my paranoia. *sigh* Stupid high paying out of town jobs! Guess I've just gotta break out the duct tape and pray this 'false' stuff stays false all weekend!
On a totally selfish angle... he's missing Mother's day, since this is a 3 day trip, and since my mother lives out of province and my MIL is a selfish cow (really that's not hormones talking) It'll just be me and the 4yr old I know its silly to want to be pampered and stuff, but she's just young enough that she doesn't get that its not just another day and Hubby hasn't done a darn thing since he won't be here. MIL decided that since Hubby was going out of town, her and SIL were going to drive down to another city for a day of pampering for themselves... no invite offered to me at all... which also takes my childcare and backup childcare 3 hours out of town should I go into labor. ROFL So literally I'm down to the third back up (my best friend) who doesn't have a car and lives about a half an hour away from the hospital! LOL No stress there right?
Yup gotta stop whining sorry!
Gosh, what a difficult weekend for you! I hope you manage at some point to pop in a movie for dd and take some time just for you.
gosh. Sounds like she needs to just stay till DH gets home. That really sucks overall though.
Well, today has managed to be tremendously frustrating Last night I hardly slept as every twinge, BH, contraction and kick had me waking up and worrying that with Hubby gone all was going to go to the dogs as it were. So when I was woken up by a terribly adorable four year old I was exhausted! Jayde brought me an apple and a banana for my breakfast since "she's not allowed to cook for mommy alone". Awwww I was touched and yes there was a small amount of blubbering on my part lol.
All day its been on and off with the contractions, and I used every mental technique I knew of to ignore it all, because there was no way I was going into labor without DH close by! When he called at 2 and said he was on his way home, I can't tell you the relief! OY! Once I knew he was on his way home I stopped worrying so much and tried my best to enjoy the rest of the day with DD.
About an hour before DH got home, I felt like I had been both struck by a truck and a blast of energy! Might be a bit TMI but there was some upchucking and pooping and all of a sudden the contractions went from meh to all over the place! At one point they were fluxing from every 2 mins to every 15 mins and back again. Lets just say that is terribly annoying because I was ok with labor starting but would really like a defined "start" as it were LOL.
Its been about 5 hours now, still nothing remotely timeable, though I had some bloody show and what I think was the last of my plug about two hours ago. I've given up caring if it starts or not LOL, took a nice long shower and shaved my legs just in case though (I know silly) So I'm going to go lay down (try to sleep) and if things happen they happen... if not... well darn it all I'm getting seriously sick of all this confusion! I never even had this with my first let alone the other two! I feel like a noob, I have -no- idea what my body is doing and its terribly frustrating! I asked DH if we could DTD to see if that picked anything up and he responded with... "And risk poking his eye out... no thanks" Sometimes I wonder about that man!
At least now he's home, and if anything -does- happen... I'm not going into it totally alone!
Your DH is too funny, though I'll admit if I don't want to DTD I just have to mention what the baby might think of it all, lol. I hope things either pick up and come together or it all settles down for you. At least DH is home jic
Well, I hope that today is the day - with DH home and all!
Again, I am sorry for never being on here!
You have had a busy week! I hope you are either feeling better or holding your baby!