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Yay Lorna! You are getting so close! Can't wait to follow your lodge!
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Welcome! Can't wait to hear your story!
Can't wait to read your story!
Oh my goodness! Is it time for this already?! I realized the other day that this baby *could* come any day now (but she won't!)...and that freaked me out a little bit! I'll start on this tonight when the kiddies go to sleep.
Thanks everyone! I'm so excited!
Welcome to your lodge!!
Ok, so just to warn you guys: I tend to wear my life on my sleeve and can be very open with my things. I also can be extremely long-winded on the subject of birth…it’s something I’m very passionate about and can just go on and on and on…so if I do that, I hope you don’t mind! I’ll try to post when I can – it will most likely happen at night after my girls are in bed. That’s when I have the most time to sit down and concentrate on a project.
So, this'll be posted in parts here and there. And I guess I start from the beginning!
I’m Lorna (26) and DH is Jonathan (Jonny, 28). We met in January 2003. I had moved to Utah to go to BYU, he had gone on a mission for the LDS church and came home to Utah after his parents moved from California. Long story short: one of my roommates (who was a friend from high school) has a cousin who was best friends with my DH. So we met through them. DH actually ended up dating another one of my roommates…and she turned out to be kinda crazy. We became good friends through the drama of all that and the night before I was leaving to go back home to California he told me that he liked me. I couldn’t really deal with that, seeing that I was leaving for 4 months. We kept in contact throughout the summer, and he started dating a girl before I got back. They were pretty serious so I just kinda phased myself out. But he called at the end of October and told me that he and his brothers were doing a haunted house in their backyard for Halloween and he wanted me to come. I was hesitant, but ended up going…and he told me that ¬the girl had just broken up with him the day before. I stuck around that night and we ended up kissing (yes, I was totally the “rebound girl”). Over the next 3 months we had a very on and off relationship. I got sick of it and finally gave him and ultimatum. We either seriously date or we don’t date at all. So, he gave in, and about two months later on March 26, 2004, he proposed at Disneyland! We were married in the Salt Lake City, Utah LDS temple on July 17, 2004. We lived in Utah for a year after that and then spontaneously moved to Virginia where his brother owned a house and was going overseas for a couple years. We didn’t have to pay rent and it was an opportunity that we couldn’t pass up.
Almost a year later in June 2006, I convinced DH that it was time to have a baby, so I went off of BC. I went to an OB/GYN in the area for a pre-prenatal checkup, where I thought they would do all kinds of tests to see if I was ‘healthy’ enough to have a baby (like I read about on the TTC 0-12 months board). But she just met with me in her office and told me that if we wanted to have twins that we should try right away because I was most fertile from coming off of BC (I thought that sounded weird). I was already thinking about switching to a midwife at this point. My oldest sister had switched to midwives and birthed her last 2 in birth centers, so that made a big influence in my decision. Because of her, I knew I wanted to have a natural birth. My reasoning started off as “because my sister did it.” There weren’t any real personal reasons for it.
Loving your intro so far, Lorna! You were probably at BYU around the same time I was (I started in Fall 2003 and graduated December 2006)
Welcome to your lodge - can't wait to read more of your story!
Ha, that's awesome. I was there, too, from 2002-2006 (didn't leave provo til DH graduated in '08 ). We were all there at the same time!
I can't wait to hear more of your story!
Ha, that's awesome. I was there, too, from 2002-2006 (didn't leave provo til DH graduated in '08). We were all there at the same time!
I can't wait to hear more of your story!
we left in '08 when my DH graduated, too..that's crazy -nak-
We all were at BYU at the same time! I was there from Jan 03-Dec 04 (obviously I didn't finish).
Ok, here's the next part! Sorry it's taken so long...I haven't been around my computer all weekend, and then I had to deal with a sick family (including myself)!
So DH and I officially started trying after my meeting with the OB. No luck in June so I started temping and charting. I got the book Taking Charge of Your Fertility and was so amazed how much they don’t teach you about the female body and reproductive system/cycle! In August, we did a really good job on our timing, and I went out of town a little over a week after ovulation. I was really irritable that weekend, but I just figured it was from being with my sisters and that AF was about to show up. The day after I got back was Labor Day (11 DPO – my luteal phase is 11 days), and I told myself I would test if I hadn’t started my period by then. So, I did that morning, and the test was positive! I wrote “Good Morning Daddy!” on the bathroom mirror and taped the test below. When he got up to go to the bathroom, of course he saw it, and was extremely excited!
DH wasn’t comfortable at a birth center, and to be honest, it didn’t really cross my mind to research the possibilities in the area. So I just found a midwife practice that was right across the street from where we lived at the hospital. There were 3 of them and they were all great! My official due date was May 16, 2007. I had a fairly uneventful pregnancy. At 14.5 weeks, I had some bleeding. After hours waiting in the ER, they did an ultrasound and found that everything was just fine. The bleeding was just from the placenta attaching to the uterus and made a little pocket. My midwives wanted me to go in for a checkup ultrasound 3 weeks later, so they just did the 20 week ultrasound then (at 17.5 weeks). They told us we were having a girl! We were very excited – we both wanted to have a girl first.
Between November 2006 and May 2007 I did a lot of research and preparation. I read a good amount of books…preparing myself for labor. It wasn’t necessarily scary to me because I was pretty sure I could do it. My sister did it 3 times naturally, my mom had 6 babies without epidurals (well, 2 of those were twins where she was knocked out completely)…so I was fairly confident in my ability to give birth naturally. Plus, every time I would tell someone that I didn’t plan on getting an epidural and their response was something like “Good luck – you’ll need it. You’ll be begging for that epidural once you feel that first contraction!” – that just fueled my fire even more because I am an extremely stubborn person! I read Baby Catcher, whose birth stories really helped boost my confidence. I also read Natural Childbirth the Bradley Way, which helped me to understand what the body does during labor and where the ‘pain’ comes from. We took a hospital childbirth class that didn’t tell me much that I didn’t already know (I suppose it was more for DH!). It didn’t even cross my mind to look into other kinds of classes. I trusted my body and knew I could do it.
Warning: This part is ridiculously long because it's my full birth story with Lily. And you'll be able to tell I wasn't as educated as I am now...but this is what I wrote 3 years ago, so I wanted to keep the same wording.
So, May 16th came and I had an appointment with my midwives. She checked me and told me I was 2cm dilated and 60-70% effaced…which I kinda had been for a few weeks. The rest is my birth story that I wrote out after Lily was born:
On Saturday, May 19, I woke up and was bleeding. It wasn’t a lot, but definitely enough to make me slightly worry. I called my midwife – Wendy was on call, and she wanted me to come in for an NST. NST was fine, and it showed that I was having contractions (very light ones) every 5 minutes! They discharged us and we went to a local art festival where we did a LOT of walking. Contractions were getting pretty strong at times where I had to concentrate on walking, but every time we sat down or stopped, they pretty much went away. They continued off and on for the rest of the night, but definitely nothing consistent. So Jonathan and I went to bed. I got up at 4:00 and was having them about every 6-7 minutes or so. And they weren’t intense so I fell back asleep. A little after 5:00, I woke up and they were definitely stronger. After a couple of hours, they went from the “is this a contraction or a Braxton Hicks?” to “yep, this is definitely labor!” By 7:00 they were about 3-4 minutes apart. So I called Wendy and she wanted me to come in to the hospital. We got our things ready and got there about 8:30am.
We didn’t take any of our bags and things in because I figured they would do some monitoring, check my cervix and see if I was ready to be admitted. When we walked in, the nurse asked me how far apart they were and then asked “do you think you’re in labor?” I said yes, and she said “well, come on back!” So we went back to the room and I got changed in the gown. She put some monitors on me (wireless!!!) to get a reading. She checked me and I was a 4 (wahoo!). On her way out, we asked her if we were staying or not and she said “Oh yeah! You guys are going to have this baby today!” So we called my sister in law and my sister – I asked both of them to be there for labor & delivery. When Sara (my sil) got there, Jonny went out to the car and got our bags and things. I got an IV and contractions were getting stronger. Wendy came in shortly after. She said that Janis was very accurate and that she trusted her measurement. She basically said hi and that we were going to have a baby today! My sister (Brie) got there around 11am. Shortly after that, Wendy came in and checked me – I was a 5!
I spent the next few hours laboring on my birth ball, bothered by the nurse who was constantly wanting to monitor me and the baby, and becoming pruny in the bath. The bathtub, while it wasn’t a jetted tub, was awesome. It really lessened the intensity of my contractions…but they were becoming further apart than when I was outside of the tub – about 4-5 minutes. We talked to Wendy about it, she didn’t seem too worried. Everyone joined me in the bathroom – I needed them to, since it helped me for everyone to keep doing what they were doing during the contractions instead of being quiet. I could concentrate on them and what they were saying – it kept my mind off of the contraction. I also needed them there so that they could push on my lower back with each contraction, as I was having serious back labor. I think if it weren’t for the back labor, I could’ve handled every contraction with no problem. Anyway, when I started to get too pruny, I got out and labored some more on the birth ball. Wendy came in and checked me between 2-3…I was still a 5. She asked if I wanted her to break my water, as that would speed up labor, but I said no. Another 3 hours passed of the same types of things – annoying monitoring (Janis would put the monitors on me, and Wendy would come in and take them off…haha), laboring in the bathtub, etc. At 5:30ish, Wendy came back in and checked me again. I was STILL a 5. She said she could stretch me to a 6, but I was still a 5. So we opted to break my water. I was really nervous for her to do it, as I wasn’t sure what it would feel like. I had heard it wouldn’t hurt…and it didn’t! I didn’t even feel it at all – all I felt was a gush of very warm water. It was pretty cool. Wendy said that it was clear, which was good – it meant no meconium.
The very next contraction, I felt the difference – it was SO much more intense! Each contraction was a little harder than the last. I found myself moaning much more with each one. The back labor got worse, but I had my support there to apply counter-pressure. I sat on the ball and leaned on the bed, which was a great position. Brie stroked my arms, helping me to relax, and Jonny (mainly) applied the pressure on my back. At around 6:30, Wendy checked me again – I was an 8!! A couple contractions later, I felt like I needed to push. They didn’t let me, though. During each one, I had to fight the natural urge – I think it was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Brie would yell in my ear to not push, which actually really helped. Wendy suggested I get back in the bathtub. So, I did, and one contraction later, she wanted me to get out. The contraction in the tub was very strong and I guess my moaning had changed to the point where she knew I was ready. We made it out of the bathroom and onto the bed – and when she checked me, she said “You’re a 10 – there’s NO cervix there. You can push!” Oh my goodness, that was the best thing I had ever heard in my entire life. It was now about 7:00pm.
So with the next contraction, I pushed, and it felt SO good. Within a few contractions, we could see the head. Contraction after contraction, I continued to push, and made very little progress. A new nurse had come in to replace Janis, as her shift was up. I can’t remember her name now, but she works with the midwives, which was great! I continued to push…and push. I was assured that she would be out in no time…but we made little progress. After a while, I could look down and see half of her head sticking out – but she wasn’t budging. I asked if I could feel it – Wendy said that the look on my face was priceless, she wishes she had a picture of it! Her head was very slimy, it was so weird. Wendy constantly applied KY jelly to my vagina to stretch it out so I wouldn’t tear. Oh goodness, that hurt SO much. I kept pushing…and when the contraction ended, I didn’t want to stop because they pain of Lily’s head stretching me was so strong. It was a continuous “ring of fire.” The nurse was monitoring Lily’s heartrate…and it was getting progressively slower. Wendy told me that if she wasn’t out soon, that she would have to assist me (meaning forceps, I think). So I pushed with everything I had with the next contractions…nothing. They had me hold on to my thighs as I pushed, instead of Jonny’s and Brie’s hands. That helped a bit…but she still wasn’t coming out. Wendy told me to push in between contractions – that was really hard, but doable. With each minute, Lily’s heartrate became lower and lower. It was under 100, I think. Wendy finally threatened me with an episiotomy if she wasn’t out soon. And once I heard that, Lily was out with the next contraction! I expected her head to come out with one push, and then her body with the next, but she came out all at once. I looked up, shocked that I did it, and Wendy was holding her. She was so pale and limp…Wendy said “Oh, you’re going to go see Auntie Karen.” Karen was the nursery nurse that was attending the birth in case of any problems. Wendy quickly cut the cord and they took her over to the warmer. Brie and Sara were constantly assuring me that she was fine – Brie said there was a bubble coming out of her nose, which meant she was breathing. Jonny accompanied Lily to the warmer and watched everything they did. They called in the NICU doctor so he could check her out. They said she may need to go to the NICU if she didn’t get “better.” She was born at 8:44pm – I pushed for 1 hour and 45 minutes. Her APGAR scores were 5, 7, and 8 (not sure why they took 3). They brought her over to me so I could hold her – and I got to for maybe 15-30 seconds. Then they took her to the nursery. Jonny went with her. While they were gone, I got fluids through my IV, delivered the placenta (SO weird) – and when Wendy would pull on the cord to see if it was ready to come out…OUCH – and Wendy stitched me up. I did tear, but not in my perineum where the normal tears are. I guess I tore my labia, and it was a really weird tear – kind of like the San Francisco Bay…haha. Wendy gave me a local anesthetic shot (which really really hurt!!!) and took what felt like forever to stitch me up. The shots didn’t completely numb me, so it was still a little painful.
The next little bit is a little blurry. I remember looking at the placenta with Wendy, getting a shirt on, going to the bathroom, putting on the “hospital diaper,” getting in a wheelchair and going to the postpartum room. Brie left before we moved to get cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory, and Jonny was with Lily in the nursery, so it was just Sara and me. They pushed me over to my postpartum room. I remember not wanting to go over the bumps because they hurt. I’m not sure when they told me, but sometime, they told me that she had the umbilical cord wrapped around either her neck or neck and shoulder – that’s not very clear to any of us. After I was settled in my room, Brie came back and we ate cheesecake. At about 11:30, Sara left to go home, and 11:45pm, Jonny finally came in with Lily. They said they almost had to take her to the NICU, but she was a fighter. She weighed 7 lbs 9.4 oz and was 20.5 in long. I sat and held her and just stared at her. Before Brie left, she held me to nurse her…that was weird! She has a great rooting reflex and was a natural breastfeeder from the start. I stayed in the hospital all of Monday and until about 4 on Tuesday. My iron levels were low, so they needed me to stay a little later on Tuesday so they could take my blood again. I was visited by Paula on Monday and Margie on Tuesday. Wendy also called me to see how I was doing. The blinds and curtains were closed most of my stay, so I really got confused on what time of day it was. We went to an infant care class on Tuesday at 11…and I really didn’t know if it was daytime or nighttime! That was also the first time I had gotten up besides to go to the bathroom. It took me a really long time to walk. Every time I had to get up, it was a chore. My pelvic bones hurt, and I was really swollen. I actually had to get someone to help me every time I needed to feed Lily, because I couldn’t pick her up by myself. Also, every time I had to go to the bathroom, I needed help. I needed someone to literally pick up my legs and slide them over the edge of the bed so I could get up, and vice versa when I had to get back into bed.
Jonny changed every diaper in the hospital – I couldn’t do it myself because I couldn’t reach her bassinet. The first time I held her standing up and helped change her diaper was right before we were about to leave to go home on Tuesday.
All in all, it was an absolutely great experience. I did it 100% naturally, despite almost 2 hours of intense pushing. I’m a little bummed that I wasn’t able to hold her right after delivery and that she was away from me for 3 hours, but I know it was for the best.
Thanks for sharing your first birth story. I see what you mean about how there were things you didn't know then. It's still awesome that you had a natural birth with your first, though.
Awesome story, especially for a first.
So, like I said, there was a lot of stuff that happened that would and should have been different had I known more. I thought I was so educated, lol. And I was, compared to a lot of women, but I just wasn’t quite educated enough to avoid the problems that arose. I’ve since learned that the combination of the way Lily was turned, the position I was pushing, and the force of my support team on my legs caused my symphasis pubis to separate more than the normal amount. That’s why I couldn’t move my legs easily or walk normally. Had someone just told me to sit upright and squatted, or got on my hands and knees – or been in ANY other position besides that one, that, as well as the long pushing stage, could’ve been easily avoided.
And it’s interesting to read my own thoughts after the birth. I said that I knew it was all for the best – her going to the nursery for 3 hours. I definitely know better than that now! There’s no reason why she should’ve been away from me for that long. She was fine and probably would’ve done better with me! And also the whole not pushing thing. I should’ve been able to bear down a little to give myself some relief. But I didn’t know that.
One thing I forgot to mention was that after Lily was born the nurse asked Wendy (the midwife) if I needed pitocin. Wendy said no then left the room, and the nurse put it in my IV anyway. It wasn’t until she had done it that I realized what she had done. That’s the main reason I refuse to have an IV or HepLock unless absolutely necessary.
So in December 2007, while we were at a church Christmas party, I had a very strong feeling that we should move back to Utah. That’s where Jonny’s family was and his dad has never been in very good health. I was so reluctant to admit it to Jonny because when we left Utah we said we would NEVER move back. But I told him and we agreed that that’s what we should do. Over the next few months we found him a job and moved at the end of March 2008. Long story fairly short: We moved in with his parents, were building a house and were set to close at the end of July. In May, we found out we were pregnant again, due January 29, 2009! A week before closing on the house, Jonny lost his job so we lost the house and our down payment, and had to stay with his parents for longer than expected. He finally found another job 3 months later. We found a townhome that worked perfectly for us and moved a week later…as soon as we could!
Luckily, I was able to get on Medicaid because he didn’t have a job, so the whole pregnancy and hospital stay was covered! I found a practice of CNMs just right up the street from me. I had great care there. By this time, I had become much more interested in childbirth, and was educating myself more about everything labor/delivery. I knew how to relax and, even though I was scared to have another experience like Lily’s, I was confident I could do it. So, my due date came and went (again). The hospital I could deliver at changed on February 1, and it was the closer one to me and better one in the area. I was hoping to deliver there, but I had to make it to February. Well, January 31 came and I was not in labor, so chances were good! The next morning (February 1), I woke up around 3am with mild contractions. I always have a ton of BHs, so I was sure I was having another ‘episode’ of frequent ones. But they didn’t go away. I always thought that once you’ve been in labor before there will be no question of being in labor again. Boy, was I wrong! It took me 2 hours to admit to Jonny that I was in labor. We called the midwife around 5am and called his brother and his wife to come watch Lily. They got here around 5:30am and we just sat and talked while I labored (I like to listen to other people talk during contractions instead of everyone getting quiet and focusing on me). Around 6:15am, I decided it was time to go to the hospital. We got into triage, she checked me – I was a 6, almost a 7 – and got situated in the room. I sat on the bed and Abby (midwife) came in shortly after. She asked me if it was ok to call a woman who was working on becoming a CNM. That didn’t bother me, so Honey showed up a little while later. My nurse was awesome. I barely remember her bothering me at all. The only thing was that she insisted I be hooked up to the monitor because the baby had a dip in her heartrate during the test strip in triage. Abby told her it wasn’t necessary – that it was just a small dip, but I told them I didn’t care because I was comfortable in the bed. If I wanted to get up, I would have had them take it off. I had bad back labor, again, and Abby showed us how to do the knee press on the bed. It was instant relief and that was all I wanted done with each contraction. And Jonny was grateful he could do that instead of having to put counterpressure on my back! Honey came and basically became my doula. I remember Abby there, but not much. Honey told me that they never HAD to check me – they would just be able to tell from my contractions when I’d be ready to push. She reminded me to relax my eyes and face – which get the most tense. Then after one contraction, I looked at Honey and she said “That one seemed a little different, do you want me to check you?” I agreed that it had been a little different, and when she checked me I was a 10! I was so shocked – I had expected things to feel like they had with Lily – the uncontrollable urge to push before it was time. It was 7:50am. But it was so serene. Things transitioned so easily. The whole atmosphere was very calm. I scooted to the end of the bed and sat on it to support my perineum, while I was in a supported squatting position. They told me I could push and to just listen to my body. I didn’t have the urge to push right away. I imagine my body was taking the break that I’ve read about, but I didn’t know about that (until recently), so I pushed with the next contraction. The contraction after that, the urge definitely came, and the one after that, she was born! It was 8:00am. I will never forget the feeling of her sliding out. It was amazing! They put her right up on my chest…well, not quite my chest because she had a short cord, and she was perfect. She had long fingers and toes. They asked what her name was and Jonny and I looked at each other and said Hannah Rose. We waited for the cord to stop pulsing and Jonny was able to cut it. She weighed 7 lbs 4 oz and was 19.5 in long. The placenta detached and I got a shot of pitocin to help with the bleeding. Jonny went with her to the nursery while I cleaned up then met them down there.
I tore again in the same spot that I did with Lily, but only a few stitches. And my recovery was amazing compared to the first! The nurse came in to give me pain meds and was a little shocked when I told her I didn’t want any! I didn’t even take Motrin…I just didn’t feel like I needed it. We went home the next morning.
The whole experience was completely different that my first birth. The atmosphere, my knowledge, everything. I'm sure it helped that it was only 5 hours long, too! And I think having Honey there acting as my doula made a huge difference.
TFS your birth stories! Sounds like your 2nd was a lot faster and that you knew a little more than the first time. Will you be delivering at the same hospital this time?
welcome to your lodge! thanks for sharing your stories so far
It sounds like you had a great birth with Hannah. I think I may have had the same midwife group for my DD's birth in 2008. At that time, it was Claudia, Kathryn, Abby, and Mindy
I loved reading your birth stories! Hannah's story shows how much you have learned. I can't wait to read about this LO's arrival!
I really enjoyed reading your birth stories. It is nice to hear that the second can be so much different than the first as I also had a really difficult first labor.
Yep - that's them! Mindy isn't there anymore, and they've added 3 new midwives in the time I've been with them. They recently changed from paper to electronic records, and that move has made them SOOOOOO slow. I could get in and out of an appointment in 15-30 min max when I was pregnant with Hannah. Today, I waited 45 minutes just to be called back! And then I didn't get to see who I was supposed to - I saw the midwife who was on call! It wasn't a big deal, I really like her, but still. It's extremely frustrating....
Mindy was the one who caught DD. Since I switched to them so late in my pregnancy, I didn't actually have a chance to have appointments with all of them before she was born, but through some weird circumstances I had seen Mindy 3 times--I think that was meant to be.
How are you doing? Any updates?
Lorna- How is that midwife group? I'm thinking of going with them for my next birth and birthing at timp hospital but i've heard mixed reviews on them.
That's the group that I started my last pregnancy at (I moved halfway through), and they delivered my sister Lori's first, and I think maybe two of my sister Becky's. We love them:) And Timp is a definite improvement on the baby factory that is Provo IHC, IMO.
Lorna- How is that midwife group? I'm thinking of going with them for my next birth and birthing at timp hospital but i've heard mixed reviews on them.
I went to that MW group with DS #2 and loved them! Timp is still one of my favorite hosptials to deliver at.
Lorna, How are you feeling?
Oh good! I'm glad to hear some good experiences there! I've heard Timp is a good hospital to deliver at. Sadly it is still 45 minutes away from us but I need a better experience then Payson Hospital. lol.
How are you doing Lorna? Anything exciting going on, even if it isn't baby related?
I feel so loved!
I really like the midwives' group. I deliver at AF - it's right down the street from me, and I've heard they're more natural childbirth friendly. Whether that's true or not...I'm not sure, but with my experience with DD2, I would agree! The nurse I had was awesome and I barely remember her interfering (except when she was forcing the monitors on me). My sil had her baby there exactly a year after that, and I hated her main nurse. I suppose it depends on who you get. I've also checked ICAN's website at AF vs Timp's VBAC's policies and AF allows them and Timp has a "De Facto Ban." Now, I don't need a VBAC, but I figure if a hospital allows it, then they're probably more open to a lot of other things.
I would definitely drive 45 minutes to have a better hospital experience!!!
I have a little bit to catch up with in about this pregnancy, but I wanted to update about my appointment yesterday...then I'll backtrack later
I started writing this last night...but we're in the process of putting the girls in the same room at night, and for the past 3 nights, they haven't gone to sleep before 11. So...I got a little interrupted.
I was 39w1d, so I thought I'd get checked. I haven't yet because I know it would be disappointing - either in the respect that I was not progressed very much, or that I was but hadn't gone into labor yet! So I opted to do that, so that at least I would know about where I was starting when labor started. Plus, my doula is still in training and I'm her last certifying birth. So I need to make sure that I call her as soon as I can and know about where I am when things get moving.
Ok, so my appointment was at 9:20 with Abby. I got there at 9:15, did my urine sample, then waited. And waited...and waited. I went up to the desk 25-30 minutes later and asked if they were running behind (which they have been this whole pregnancy - ever since they switched over to an electronic system)...but it still surprised me that they were running THAT far behind THAT early in the morning! The receptionist said she would check because I was scheduled to see Abby and not Jennifer, who was the main midwife meeting with patients that day. 5 minutes later she told me that it would be another 15 minutes!! Ridiculous. So I waited and they FINALLY called me back. Blood pressure was 119/72...great for me at this point in pregnancy. The nurse asked me if it was ok if I met with Erica. That was fine with me, but I was a little annoyed that it had taken so long. Erica came in, apologized and said there was a big mix up (ya think?). I didn't have any questions, so we just did the "fun" part. For some reason I was extremely nervous to get checked. I think I was more anxious and excited to know if my body has done anything. Anyway, she said I was a 2+, but still thick (~70% effaced), very soft and baby is at a -1 station. I was so relieved to know that I've made pretty good progress!
I still feel fairly far away from having this baby, though my BHs have picked up quite a bit recently. I'd be great to go into labor this week, but I really doubt she'll come before her due date!
Aside from the waiting, sounds like a good appointment! Why oh why do care facilities get so backed up?! And so early in the morning! Oh well, you won't have many more of those!
That stinks to have to wait for so long. I'm glad that everything at the appt. looked good!
Ugh for having to wait so long! But, it sounds like your body is getting ready. So exciting!!
Well today I feel like I'm nesting. I don't know that I have before, and I've always just brushed it off as one of those coincidental things that women just do when labor is getting close. But for the past month, all I've wanted to do it sit around and sleep. I do dishes in the morning, a load of laundry, and take care of the girls of course...and it completely wears me out. I have to sit for the rest of the day - impatient and annoyed with everything because I'm exhausted. But yesterday I had more energy than normal but didn't think anything of it. And today I've done some dishes, and I started to strip my cloth diapers because we're having serious issues. Anyway, it's taking me a looooong time because they're so full of soap residue. So while they're doing their thing in the washing machine (I first started boiling them on the stove then realized it was going to be too much work because they're so bad), I cleaned all of the bathrooms. And I'm STILL not tired! My mom is also going to be here in an hour or so...so that could play a part in me trying to get things somewhat presentable. But still...
I'm also REALLY thirsty. I haven't really had an appetite for the past 2 days...but juices and water sound really good. Weird. And yesterday I went to the bathroom probably 4 times and it was really soft - diarrhea-like (TMI :D)...today, too.
I think we're getting closer!!
Oh it's so exciting! The last couple weeks of pregnancy are kinda my favorite just because you never know when it will happen.
Everything sounds good. Make sure to get some rest soon. You'll probably need it.
Sounds like some promising signs!!
It definitely feels like things are gearing up, how exciting!
very exciting! Try to get a little rest once your mom arrives!
It does sound like you are getting close!
Definitely sounds like you are getting closer!
Sounds like it is getting closer to D-day for sure!
How are you feeling today?
Well, I'm still here! My mom got here on Wednesday and we've been really busy cleaning the house. Our landlords wanted to do a walkthrough/inspection of the house and that was supposed to be done by today, but we couldn't get a hold of them so it hasn't happened. But at least the house is pretty clean! I don't really feel any closer to having a baby though...and tomorrow is the "official" due date. Both girls were born on Sundays, so maybe tonight! She's really moving around right now - pushing on my cervix...very fun. Well, whatever helps, right?
So...I'm hoping something will happen tonight, but I'm not counting on it!
You are getting there! I always feel at the very end of my pregnancies that it's never going to happen. Makes no logical sense, but there it is.
It will happen for you very soon!
Nothing last night DH and I have DTD the past 2 nights and nipple stimulation...and pressure points...haha. I guess this baby just isn't ready! Last Sunday I had a couple contractions where I could feel things opening up...it was a very very strange feeling. Today I had one - I thought things may have progressed from there, but no luck.
So, my mom is here until Wednesday morning. I'm thinking that now that I'm past my due date, I can finally relax enough and just accept still being pregnant...haha. I hope that the baby comes before then, but I'll probably go into labor that night!
My mom has been great. She's an awesome motivator. We've cleaned up practically the whole house, she takes care of the kids, cooks dinner, it's been nice to have her around!
Jonny (DH) told me to just assume the "worst" - that I'll be pregnant until September 3 (which is the longest they'll let me go). I told him I didn't want to get there, unless it's early in the morning, because I don't want to be induced! So...September 2 is my new due date, I guess...lol.
I've been taking Dr. Christopher's Birth Prep pills for the past 3 weeks. What I read about them before said to take 1 pill/day the first week (you're supposed to start at 34 weeks), 2 pills/day the 2nd week, 3 pills/day the 3rd week, etc, until a max of 6 pills/day. Well I just read the back of the bottle today and it said the 3rd week on you take 2 pills three times a day (for a total of 6 pills). Soooo....I jumped from 3 pills yesterday to 6 pills today. Maybe THAT will do it...hahaha. Probably not.
You're still well within the range of normal, hopefully your baby will come soon but I'd be surprised if you made it to September
I think you will go before September also.
Thanks, I think I'll go before September, too. I know I'm still in the range of normal, I just thought that maybe...just maybe this one would come early.
Hmm...what's going on today? Not much. Hannah has been quite clingy since last Thursday or so. It could be due to my mom being here and me not giving her as much attention, or maybe she senses that the baby is coming. Mom is really helping with Lily, though. Lily is very strong-willed and my patience is running quite thin these days. My mom - being the grandma and not around Lily all the time - knows just how to deal with her, and I've been able to see that I don't have to be so strict all the time. Hopefully I can remember that.