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Hi, my name is Deidre (25)and DH is Caleb (23). We have a 2yo son named Brayden.
Our story starts 6 years ago at a youth camp where I was a camp counselor and DH was a camper. I dont remember much about him, but I do remember him being the kid that jumped off the 12 foot diving board sitting in a plastic lawn chair :). Fast Forward a year, and I am a junior at McNeese State University. It is band camp, and I am helping all the Freshman with Orientation paperwork, getting a locker, and finding his section leader. He comes up to me in line, and said that I looked familiar, but we couldn't really figure out how we knew each other.
All during band camp, he flirted with me and hung out around my friends. He kinda started getting on my nerves b/c he was this freshman that just wouldnt go away....lol. Well, the last day of band camp I passed out on the field while we were running drill. Caleb was the first person to get to me and call 911. He rode with me to the hospital and stayed with me until my mom got there. At this time, I had known all along that he had a crush on my best friend, but he has since told me that seeing me like that made something click and he felt that he had to take care of me forever (AWWWWWWWW)!!!
I recovered and we continued to see each other, and hang out with my friends. On my birthday, I had a big DDR (Dance Dance Revolution) party at my apartment. He stayed afterwards to help clean up and then on the way out, he kissed me. I was so surprised that I just told him good night and closed the door LOL! I invited him over for dinner the next night, and he kissed me again while we were watching a movie. It was the third night after my birthday that I stopped him from kissing me again. I told him that I wasnt the type of girl to just be kissing boys if we werent officially an item. His response was "Well, people are giong to think it is weird that you are 2 years older than me." I told him that I didnt care what people thought, and then he said "Ok, so would you like to be my girlfriend" and then I told him yes.
Two weeks later, Southwest Louisiana was under mandatory evacuation for Hurricane Rita. DH decided to go with my family. We stayed away for 3 weeks, and it was during those 3 weeks that I knew that Caleb was the one and that I had found my prince. His nickname for me to this day is Princess.
We were engaged in May of 2006 and our wedding date is November 19, 2006.
We started trying for a baby as soon (well, to be honest a little before...teehee) as we were married. I had always known I was meant to be a mom. It took us close to a year to conceive Brayden. My pregnancy with him seemed soooooo long. Everything was great until I developed sciatica around 35weeks. It was awful. I couldnt sit up or even lay at an incline at times. By 38 weeks, I was exhausted and beat.
I went to my 39 week appointment hopeful that something was going on down there b/c I had been having multiple braxton hicks, but alas nothing. My OB at the time did an ultrasound (still not sure exactly why), and proclaimed that his weight was between 9 and 10lbs and that he felt that my pelvic opening could not stretch to fit him. To be honest it scared me. He continued to tell me that because of his size that he would like to induce me, but the problem with that is he feared it would all be for naught b/c Brayden would get stuck and then we would have to go into a c-section. He really played up the "baby might go into distress" card. So what would any niave mother do? I chose the csection for the next day.
To tell the truth, I was beyond excited! I couldn't believe I would be holding my little boy within hours. He was born at 5:34pm weighing 7lbs 8.4ozs and was 20 inches long (the model baby).
The surgery went well, but Brayden was wisked off after I saw him for only seconds b/c his temperature was low. I did not see him for the next two hours. I kept asking every nurse, "Where is my baby?" "When will he be back?" "Why cant I hold him skin to skin to get his temp up???". When the nursery finally brought him to me, I was holding my little boy with a head FULL of hair. He was beautiful in every way, but I had such a hard time equating the fact that he was mine. I kept waiting for that bond to just spring up and attach us together. I was in the hospital for 4 full days b/c I had bowel issues. My milk did not come in until the 7th day past his birth.
I had so much emotional stress about breastfeeding. I knew my milk wasnt in and he had gotten down to 6lbs 10ozs. I was bring him in for evals and weighings every other day. He never gained more than 1 to 2ozs after feedings for weigh ins. I was distraught, so I started supplementing, and naturally my milk supply plummeted.
At a week past surgery, my incision started burning like fire. I went to my OB and he saw my internal stitches coming back out. YEAH. COMING BACK OUT OF MY BODY! I was allergic to them and my body was trying to expell them the only way it knew how. So, my doc had to remove the stitches and freeze burn my scar back together. TALK ABOUT PAIN!!!!
After coming to grips with not having milk, I started to research. I wanted to know why. Why would my doc be so off about the size, why did I not produce milk, why did I have such issues bonding with my baby that I loved so much just a few weeks prior to his arrival. My conclusions pointed to one thing. I never actually went into labor, my body wasnt ready, nor was Brayden ready to come out. I pretty much just shocked my body with freezing cold water and in response my body did none of the things it was meant to do.
After that experience, and knowing what I know now, when DH and I found out that SURPRISE(!!!!) you are pregnant again we made the decision to find a doc that would 1) do a VBAC 2) have a backup OB that would do a VBAC and 3)be a natural childbirth advocate.
So, here I am much smarter and definitely more educated on childbirth and breastfeeding. I have joined my local LLL and have been working on relaxation techniques and breathing.
At 18wks, we found out we were having another boy, even though I swore up and down it was a girl...lol! I truly can't wait to meet him, but this time around I am willing to be patient and to play the waiting game.
35 weeks 5days
Diedre, I enjoyed reading your intro. I'm sorry you had such a difficult postpartum experience and also sorry that your doctor manipulated you into choosing a c-section like that. I hope you get your VBAC!
I enjoyed reading your intro and learning more about you.
I enjoyed your intro. It's as if fate kept throwing you and your DH together! I'm sorry you had a rough go around during your first birth. You're on the right track toward getting the birth you want this time!
TFS! I enjoyed learning more about you. I had such very similar experiences with the birth of my 1st son. I can totally relate. Yay for knowing so much more now and deciding to have a VBAC. I hope your birth time goes much more how you would like it this time.
I loved your intro! I hope the birth experience is everything you want it to be!
I enjoyed reading your intro - I am sorry your last birth/postpartum experience was so difficult. I hope you get your VBAC!
TFS! I enjoyed getting to know you! I hope that this birth experience will be all that you are hoping for.