Thanks for the welcome, everybody! WARNING! I think my baby is the cutest baby of all time, so I have posted way too many pictures...
My husband and I met in fifth grade, started dating in high school and got married five years ago. Doing the math just now, I realized that we have been friends for just about 20 years! He is a truly amazing person and perfect for me.
Here we are on our wedding day, April 5, 2003:
We lived in Texas and Virginia before we relocated to Bangkok, Thailand in August 2005. I found out I was pregnant in February 2006, already 7 weeks along. I guess I was in denial or just really, really unobservant, because once I found out I was pregnant, a lot of my weird behavior started to make a lot more sense... My pregnancy was pretty easy, and although the hospital here is wonderful, I was still too nervous about delivering in a very foreign country where I barely speak the language to feel comfortable with a natural delivery last time around. I was due on the 29th of September, and my parents flew out on the night of the 19th. Right when we were about to leave to pick them up at the airport, another ex-pat friend called to tell us to turn on the news. There were tanks rolling through the streets in Bangkok! The prime minister of Thailand was at the UN to make a speech and while he was gone, the military had staged a coup. The king of Thailand is absolutely beloved by every Thai person, and he was able to make the change in government peaceful just by asking. However, it was still a very unsettling night and we sat up for a while watching the news and talking. When I woke up early the next morning after just a few hours of sleep, I was feeling pretty weird and my water broke as soon as I got out of bed. We went to the hospital, but I was not really contracting regularly, so I climbed stairs for a couple of hours to try to get things moving. My doctor had mentioned when I got arrived that eventually we would have to artificially enhance the contractions if I couldn't do it on my own, and after the sleepless night and the hours of stair climbing, I decided that it was probably in my best interest to not exhaust myself with more walking. So we started some pitocin and an epidural WHICH DID NOT WORK. I could still feel every contraction and move my legs even though the anesthesiologist claimed that I was on the very highest dose possible. I still contend that it must have been the highest dose for a 4'10" Thai girl (I am 5'11"). Around 10 pm, I was finally ready to push, but it took another couple of hours and an episiotomy before I finally got to meet my beautiful little Clementine. She was 7 pounds and 23 inches and the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me.
Right after birth
One week old
in northern Thai costume
I found out I was pregnant with this little one on Clementine's first birthday. We will be moving back to Virginia this August, and we had talked about having one more while we were here in Thailand, because (don't hate me!) we have full time help here, so I don't have to do any cooking or cleaning- my only job is taking care of Clementine. I started cycling again 10 months post-partum, and we decided that we would give it one month and if it didn't happen, we would wait until we were back in the states. I guess I am extremely fertile, because we were actually planning on trying the NEXT month. Oh well!
This pregnancy has been a lot harder on my body than last time, and I have been on restricted activity for a while now. The hardest part is that I am absolutely forbidden to pick up my daughter (she's 30 pounds), and she is really too young to understand. It is definitely something I am looking forward to after this baby is born.
I think that's about enough for now. I will write some more about this pregnancy later.
Welcome to your lodge! I am so jealous of your full time help
Congratulations!!! and I loved all the pics of your beautiful daughter!
So, this pregnancy... started off fine, although I did have some bleeding early on which led to a week of bedrest and cancellation of a vacation to Singapore (closest thing to home on this side of the world). This baby is SO active and kick and squirms all the time, which is very different from last time when I had to really concentrate to feel it. I had noticed sometime in March that I was really having a lot of BH contractions, but I didn't really think it was a big deal. My husband and I had a big date night planned for our 5 year anniversary on April 5th, but sometime in the afternoon, I started to feel really terrible and we ended up spending the evening in the hospital instead. As it turned out, I had a pretty nasty kidney infection and I was contracting way more than my doctor was comfortable with. I stayed for the weekend to clear up the infection (my very first night away from my baby!) and have been on restricted activity ever since.
My doctor is currently visiting her son in New York, but she will be back on Monday, and I have my next appointment on Tuesday.
I'm sorry about the kidney infection! sounds painful. Glad your doc will be back soon, and that baby is nice and active.
I love your story! It is so neat that you are ablet to experience what life is like in a different country!
Stay away UTI's!
It's been a busy weekend here, and today Clementine had two OUTDOOR birthday parties to attend. Outdoor parties in the hot season around the Equator = puffy ankles and an exhausted mama. It was actually a public holiday today, so at least Jacy was able to come with me and do most of the baby-wrangling. Happy Coronation Day, everybody!
Doctor's appointment tomorrow morning.
Well, my doctor's appointment was pretty good. She did the GBS swab and did a quick cervix check while she was there. NOTHING is happening, which is a bit discouraging considering the month of contractions. However, I got the green light to walk around all I want and, more importantly, pick up my Clementine.
Plus, I actually lost a pound since last week, and isn't that usually a sign that the end is near? Which I guess is a silly question, because OF COURSE the end is near, but I remember that I stopped gaining only in the last week with my last pregnancy.