Sorry it's late hun, welcome!! Looking forward to your story
Thanks Vanessa. No worries. I am excited that I am finally 36 weeks and have a lodge! I will write a proper introduction sometime today. Maybe when kids are having naps and quiet time.
Thanks for the welcome, Jessica!
I am going to start at the beginning when I moved out to attend college at age 18. I may do this in a few parts because it will most likely be long. I am not too good at condensing.
My journey started in the fall of 2001 when I met my future husband at school. I had just moved out west from a little town in northern Wisconsin right after graduating high school. I moved in with one of my sisters and her husband and their new baby. I attended college and met DH that semester. He introduced himself to me by kissing my hand as he said hello. Very cute.
We didn't really start talking, other than saying hi in the halls, until the following Spring. He was a pretty popular guy, on the student body council, very friendly, everyone liked him, etc. I was kind of intimidated by him. He is from The Democratic Republic of Congo in central Africa and was very different than anyone I had known growing up in a town consisting of a few thousand people. I was impressed by him but shy as well.
In the Spring of 2002, I moved out of my sisters place and moved into an apartment with 4 other girls. That is when DH and I started getting to really know eachother. He showed interest in me but I was scared I guess to take that step with someone who was so intimidating to me.
He pursued me for a while and I kept avoiding the issue...then he finally backed off when he realized I wasn't encouraging him. After a few weeks of not seeing him on a regular basis, I realized how much I liked and missed him. Then it was up to me to contact him and tell him I liked him. I had only just turned 19 and was young. I hadn't had much experience in telling a guy how I felt. But I did cause it wasn't worth losing such a great guy.
I eventually sought him out and told him how I felt and hoped he was still interested. He told me later that secretly he was so happy, but he didn't want to give me that satisfaction right away so he made me wait a few days before he told me he wanted to start seeing me. That was torture for me, but it was his way of making me pay for declining him so much before. I deserved it, I guess. Lol!
Anyway, that started our courtship. We fell in love over the summer of 2002 and started talking marriage in August already. I was worried what my parents would think or say, so when I went home for Christmas break that winter, I told them that we were pretty much planning on getting married and at first both my parents resisted the idea. I finally sat down and had a talk with my mom. Her main concern was that I was still so young and she felt I wasn't ready for that next step in my life yet. I talked to her about lots of things and she could see for herself that I had grown and matured quite a bit in the past 1 1/2 years since moving out. She felt better about it and was happy for me.
My dad was another story. He has always been resistant to all of us about getting married. Maybe he felt that none of the guys were good enough for any of his kids. I don't know. I have three older sisters who were married and each of them had to deal with my dad who didn't cooperate well. He flat out refused to talk to me about it and pretty much said he wouldn't come to the wedding. It was pretty sad for me, but I wasn't going to put off marrying DH because of that.
Being away from DH for those 3 weeks was so hard. That was the longest we had ever been apart and we weren't even married yet. We haven't been apart that long since. Anyway, he propsed to me on March1st and of course I said yes. We started planning a summer wedding. About a month before the date, my mom told me that my dad was coming around. He was changing his attitude and was planning to come to the wedding after all! That made me so happy.
I felt bad for DH because the only family that could make it to his wedding was his dad and one of his younger sisters. They arrived from Africa two days before the wedding and that was the first time I ever met them. My family arrived 1 week before. That was the first time DH met them. Luckily our families got along well.
We were married on June 27th 2003 and then our married life began. I got a part time job at a craft store and DH started working full time at a health clinic. He was still also going to school full time.
Now begins our journey into parenthood...
(more to come)
Welcome to your lodge! Great intro (so far), can't wait to hear more!
~ Karrie ~
Logan - 8
Joey - 6
Mikayla - 3
Ethan - 2
Today was the first day that I had braxton hicks that were painful. I had crampy contractions that lasted for a little over an hour this morning. Very interesting. It made me wonder if this there was something to it, but it slowed down and now it is just regular tighterning BH contrax. I guess that is a good thing considering we are moving a bunch of stuff tomorrow. Now wouldn't be the best day to have a baby.
Okay, I typed up some more and I will post it now for anyone who wants to read some more of my long intro.
Now begins our journey into parenthood...
We didn't really bother being too strict with protection the first 1-2 months after being married. When I got my period twice in a row after not really being careful, I started to freak out and get paranoid that I couldn't get pregnant. So then I told DH we needed to start trying to see if I could even get pregnant. It was unnecessary panicking on my end, but that is how it happened. The very next month I got a BFP...so we got pregnant 3 months into our marriage. We were happy but still young.
I got promoted to day hours at my job which gave me full time hours which was good. With our two jobs, we were able to make ends meet. I was originally working part time in the evenings which was hard because DH worked during the day so we rarely saw each other. So the schedule change was nice.
Around the seasonal holidays I started to get pretty nauseas and tired and couldn't handle the long hours standing on my feet anymore. DH and I went to Wisconsin to visit my family for Christmas and I was able to give my job my two weeks notice. I found another temporary job doing data entry which was easier on me and my growing belly as I was able to sit while working.
In February, we were able to move to a 2 bedroom apartment from our 1 bedroom...and I had fun getting the second bedroom ready for the baby. We were having a boy, by the way!
I was due on June 10th and I was planning to work up until June 4th, and then go home so I could be rested and ready for the baby. I went to work on June 2nd and worked a full day with no symptoms of labor. I went home and that night as DH and I were DTD (haha) I had my first contraction. It didn't stop after that and I had contractions all night and all the next day. Finally around the next day (June 3), they were close enough that we went to the hospital. I got there and was only dilated 3 1/2 centimeters. I was disappointed considering I had been in labor for 19 hours already. They waited for me to get to 4 and then admitted me. I got to 6 no problem but then it slowed down, so my midwife said she wanted to get things going again by starting me on Pitocin.
I was not prepared for the pain of Pitocin. I was planning on doing this all natural without any pain meds. So besides the intervention of the Pitocin, I had no other drugs. It was getting late and I was so tired. It was very hard and painful. I never got an epidural. A little after on June 4th, they told me I could start pushing. I pushed for 45 minutes total. Near the end, my midwife told me that we needed to get him out so she gave me an episiotomy because I just couldn't get his head out. As soon as she did that, he came out on the next push. He weighed 6 lbs 15 oz and was 19 inches long. So beautiful! Lots of dark hair.
I was so proud of myself for doing it all natural in the sense that I didn't have pain killers. I was disappointed that there were a few medical interventions along the way, but oh well. At least we were both healthy.
So we fell in love with our son and parenthood began. DH continued going to work and school and we didn't get to see him much, but such is life. I stayed at home with our new son Jordan, and loved being a mother. I had a hard time losing the baby weight and was in a rut for a long time. I have always struggled with my weight so this was extra hard for me.
We moved again and started renting the basement from my sister. We lived there for 9 months and finally when DS turned 18 months old I got the desire and motivation to start losing weight and getting healthy again. We moved again into the place we are currently living in now. A 2 bedroom townhouse that seemed huge to us at the time. I proceeded to lose 50 lbs in 6 months time. My big motivation was that I wanted to get pregnant again and I didn't want to get pregnant as big as I was.
DS turned 2, I lost 50 lbs and we started trying in the summer of 2006. I got pregnant after 2 months and was so happy! I was much more careful with this pregnancy and really watched my weight and eating habits. I only gained 23 lbs with the 2nd pregnancy, whereas I gained 48 lbs with DS. We found out in December that we were having a little girl!!!
(more to come)
Last part of my intro...once again, sorry it is so long.
DH applied to the Physician's Assistant Masters Program at the U and we found out in February or March that he got accepted. They only accept 36 students out of 600 applicants, so it was a great accomplishment. We realized that he was scheduled to start the grueling 2 year and 3 month program the day after my due date with DD. He graduated with his Bachelors on May 4th, and had a week off...so we thought that weekend would be the perfect time to have the baby...so he could be there for a week before starting PA school.
We prayed and visualized and hoped it would work out that way. Well, at his graduation ceremony I had my first contraction. They continued that whole day 30 minutes apart all day and night. Around midnight that night they went to 10 minutes apart. I couldn't sleep through them so it was a long night. I labored all night and all morning and they never got closer together except for when I took DS for a walk.
Around nap time on Saturday May 5th, we decided to put DS down and then take him to my sisters house after he woke up. We didn't think they would get closer in the next hour or so. Boy, were we wrong. A little while after he went down, they jumped without any warning to 2-3 minutes apart and increased in pain and intensity. DH jumped in the shower while I proceeded to call my family trying to figure out what to do with DS. We didn't have time to drive him to my sisters house. DH woke DS up and put him in the car. I kept praying that we would have time to get to the hospital on time as I was trying to throw any last minute things in my hospital bag. I had to slowly bum scoot down the stairs in between each contraction because they were so bad.
We decided to just drive straight to the hospital and hope that my sister would make it there in time to get DS. We arrived and I asked DH to get the stuff from the car that I couldn't carry. I knew we didn't have a lot of time and wanted him to have the camcorder and camera ready. So I went in to the hospital with DS on my own, carrying a bag, pillow, etc. I must have looked so crazy to desk ladies...waddling in, clearly in serious transitional pain (even though I didn't know I was there already)...carrying a bunch of stuff, with my child behind me...and no other adult in sight.
They could tell it was serious right away and a nurse brought me into a room and helped me get into a gown quickly. She then checked me and I was already dilated to 9 1/2!!!! They quickly called my midwife. Another doctor came in and told me he would deliver my baby if my doctor couldn't get there in time. DH finally arrived...in his haste he went to the wrong floor at first...haha!!...
My midwife arrived in record time, thank goodness! She was upstairs in her office doing some paperwork luckily otherwise she wouldn't have gotten there in time. Only 30 minutes after checking in they told me I was fully dilated and could start pushing. So I arrived at and started pushing at DH set up the camcorder and then came to be by my side.
My other sister arrived around the same time as DH, the sister I had asked to be there for support, and she sat with DS until my oldest sister arrived to take him home. Right as my second sister walked in was when I started pushing. She was really excited and really wanted to stay, so I said it was fine. She sat with and whispered to him that I was okay and helped him through it. He was very good and sat there wide eyed and watched the whole thing. lace>Jordanlace>
I only pushed for 16 minutes and I had no interventions. No pain killers, no episiotomy, nothing. They said even if I had wanted an epidural there wouldn't have been time. My daughter came out and she looked just like when he was born. She was perfectly healthy weighing 7 lbs 7.5 oz and was 20 inches long. She started nursing right away. I was so proud of myself for doing it all on my own. This birth experience was much better even though it was fast and rushed near the end. lace>Jordanlace>
We named her Jasmine and DS loved her right away. He was so excited to bring his sister home. So I had her on May 5th and we have a week together before DH started his Masters Program.
That began the hardest 2+ years of our marriage. He was constantly gone, and when he was home he was studying. I think I went through postpartum depression but never got checked for it. I worked through it but it was hard. DH was so busy and I felt like a single mom that whole time. He did the best he could but I can’t imagine the pressure he was constantly under. The first 15 months of the program were all in class, learning, taking test after test, practicing, etc. Then they all spent another year doing clinical rotations. His schedule was crazy. He was gone during the day long hours of all night long hours…I was so lonely and felt neglected even though I know it wasn’t his fault.
But we got through it somehow.
In the fall of 2008 we started trying again for our third child...hoping to have one this summer when he was finishing up with school. I got a BFP the beginning of November and was so excited. Then the very next day I started bleeding. I was so heartbroken. It was my first miscarriage and I was so sad. It was especially hard that a lot of my friends and neighbors who were pregnant...stayed pregnant no problem and had their babies in June/July...the time that I should have had my baby. That was hard to get through but I did.
I got my next BFP the beginning of February...so according to my LMP I was already 4+ weeks along. We were so happy. I was very careful the first trimester and didn't even announce the news until I was 18 weeks along when I couldn't hide it anymore. I didn't want to jinx it or tell everyone and then have another miscarriage. We found out we were having another little girl at my ultrasound.
The kids continued to grow. This past May DD turned 2 years old and DH graduated from the U…even though he had a few more months of residency training to finish. This summer DS turned 5, we started working on getting our place ready to put on the market, putting lots of stuff in storage, getting our place ready for showing, DH finished up his rotations, etc. We put our place on the market the beginning of August and DH had his official PA graduation and was officially done!!! There was one more thing he had to do. Take his final board exam. He scheduled that for September 2nd, just a week ago…and studied for it all during August. Someone made an offer on our place and it is now under contract. So we had to make plans to find a temporary place to stay until DH can start working to get financing so we can make an offer on our own house.
All of this happening in the last few months with everything going on has been so hard and stressful for me and hard especially since I am in the third trimester of our third baby. But things are finally falling into place. DH passed his board exam!!! We are finally done after so many years of sacrifice and hard work and we are so happy to start the next chapter in our journey! Now we are waiting for his license to start practicing to come in the mail.
We also got the okay yesterday from the place that wants to hire him that it is a go and DH just has to go in on Monday to figure out a patient schedule, a start date, etc. Also, 3 days ago we made an offer on the house we want and just found out this morning that they accepted!!! There was a couple of counter offers between us but we finally agreed and we are so happy about that also.
We are moving all of our big furniture out this weekend and are hoping to close on our place next week. We will be moving into our neighbors basement for the month in between, and hopefully close on the house we are getting the end of October. I am also hoping to have the baby next weekend, as we really want to have her before DH starts work the following week. So a lot is still going on, and things are working out. We just need to get moved and settled and then have this baby.
So that is the long version of DH's and my life together so far. To those of you who got through it, great job. I hope I kept it interesting enough for you so you could get to know a little about me and my family.
I look forward to having my own lodge and I am excited to share this journey with you all. Thanks again!
This is so frustrating. I have been up since 2am. It is now 3:15am. I am tired but I can't fall back to sleep. My legs are numb and achy. This always affects me in the last trimester of my pregnancies. I have to keep switching sides because the legs go numb.
I propped myself up so I could be on my back without lying flat and that worked last night, but now I just can't fall asleep. I am really looking forward to more comfortable nights once the baby is born. I know I will still be waking up to feed her but at least I will get some comfortable sleep in between.