Ariel - Thanks! While the hemo was scary, I knew I could trust my OB in his decision and it really did help. My bleeding has been so minimal since I left the hospital (but of course it picks up a little after nursing/pumping) so in a way the hemo was a bit of a blessing. They think it happened just because the l&d was so quick, that it was probably a piece near the top of my uterus.
Yeah, it really sounds like you were able to trust your doctors a lot... I am so glad for you It seems like they really went above and beyond to honor your wishes. If I had doctors like that I would have readily trusted their guidance as well. I don't think it is abnormal to bleed a little heavier after nursing or being a little active. I'm sure they gave you all the warning signs to watch out for. I am so, so happy for you and your little family
Ariel & John: Military Family since May 17, 2006
Sylvia: 12/18/08, Justus: 9/17/10, Bunni: 5/11/12, Surprise Baby: Guess Date 11/5/13
I'm so glad that things are going well and that nursing is getting better each day. We had to finger feed in the beginning as well because our son was badly tongue tied. We ended up attaching the syringe and tubing to the side of my brest so that he would draw milk from there as well as stimulate my milk production, then I would pump after. I remember it seemed like never ending cleaning with that pump stuff. Hang in there, you'll get where you are heading before you know it. I'm so glad you are enjoying your sweet LO!
~Joy~ DS1-8/5/05, DS2-10/18/10 (VBAC#1), DS3- 4/11/12 (VBAC#2!)
Thanks for sharing your story. It's so wonderful that you were able to have a quick and natural birth despite all of the problems with the PG. It's especially inspiring because you're a FTM and it just goes to show that you CAN have the birth you want, even in the hospital, if you just trust in yourself and stand up for what you want. Emma is beautiful. I'm glad to hear that BF is going well. You'll be a pro in no time! Congratulations again!
Long lost intro
Obviously I didn't have time to do this before our little lady arrived, so I figured I'd do it now (while she's in a milk coma ).
In June 2008, I went to a birthday barbecue for one of my best friend's. I knew almost everyone there and was happy to get out for a night. I was in a long, drawn out relationship that had deteriorated a long time ago that I just didn't have the heart to break off. I was just enjoying my time at the party and then I saw Greg. There is this song called I Remember by Damien Rice. The first line goes "I remember it well, the first time that I saw, your head round the door, cause mine stopped working." That was exactly how I felt when I saw him. I wouldn't call it love at first sight, just this gut feeling that I needed to know him (and somehow already did?). He was just sitting by the fire drinking New Castle and having a cigar. Despite being so taken by him, I was still with my ex and figured that even if I was single, he wouldn't be interested in little old me. We talked a little that night and saw one another occasionally at our same friend's holiday parties. In October of that same year, I finally ended my five year relationship with my ex and started just working on getting myself where I wanted to be. I took the next four months or so to clear my head and focus on myself for once in my life. It was the best thing I had done in a long time.
In March, I decided to tell my best friend about my crush on Greg. We still had only talked on occasion, and he'd given me a ride to my car a couple of times when friends I had car pooled with bailed early or were too drunk to leave the party. She was so excited and said she felt silly for never having thought to set us up before as she thought we'd be perfect together. I talked to him online a little bit and we made plans to go out to dinner at an awesome irish style pub in town. I hadn't been on a real date with someone since before I could drink so I was a nervous wreck. We ended up staying at the pub for four hours just nursing some Guinness and getting to know one another. A month later we decided that we really liked what we had going for us and became a couple. Things happened pretty quickly after that. We spent nearly all our free time together and by June I was staying at his place. My friends warned me that it was going way too fast, but we knew we had something different. In the months to follow, we were just enjoying life as it came.
This is a picture of us at another pub while visiting family (can you tell we like beer?):
I was on the pill, which I'd been on for years. I was religious about taking it on time at the same time of day as I knew a few people who got pregnant unexpectedly on the pill. Christmas week, I kept feeling crampy and out of it like I should be getting my period but it wouldn't come. On the 30th, I was four days late and told myself if AF wasn't there in the morning, I'd buy a test. Sure enough, no AF so I went to the store and got a test. I didn't tell Greg anything at this point because I didn't want to worry him for a false alarm. I waited until I was getting ready to go to our best friends house that night to celebrate new years eve (the same ones who introduced us). Sure enough, it was positive. I was so nervous to tell him because I wasn't sure how he'd react. We knew we wanted kids some day but we hadn't talked about it much as we figured that would be a few years down the road. When I told him we were pregnant, his first response was that he hadn't even had a chance to propose to me yet. I really didn't know what to make of that, but we just sat there and held each other and cried for a while. We were excited, but nervous about how we were going to afford things and how our families would react.
We kept everyone in the dark about the pregnancy for a while. I wanted to go to our first appointment to have things confirmed before we said anything, but the appointment wasn't until 11 weeks along and at 8 I had had enough of hiding it. Our families and friends took the news really well. This would be the 6th grandchild on his side (he's the youngest of 3) and the first on mine.
Mid April would mark our one year anniversary. The weekend before, we went up north to build cabins at a campground we frequent. The day we got up there, it was snowing (this is in North Country NH not too terribly far from Mt. Washington). I didn't have a real jacket with me and was really hormonal. I ended up having a meltdown at the campground because I for some reason felt really useless being pregnant and not being able to work on the cabins. Greg felt terrible that I was such a mess even though I was really just upset that I got emotional in the first place. I eventually calmed down and was able to enjoy the rest of our time there. On Sunday, the weather cleared up and Greg said he wanted to go down the walking trail to see the river before we left. The water rising caused a lot of damage to stuff, so they had to rebuild a bunch of things that Greg hadn't had a chance to see yet. I go with him and we just stood there for a while taking in the view of the mountains and enjoying the rare warmth of the day. He then proceeds to tell me how much he loves me and out of no where gets on one knee and asks me to marry him. I don't know how I held it together, but I did. As we were walking back, I realized that everyone at the campground must have known. The guy in our best friend couple works for his family's jewelry store (his parents are friends of ours as well and everyone was up building cabins). So, when we got back to the campground everyone was waiting for us with some champagne for him and sparkling grape juice for me.
We were thinking of doing a big wedding in March, but I started to get nervous about the idea of planning everything and adjusting to life with a newborn. As much as part of me wanted the big typical wedding, both Greg and I are more reserved and quiet people, so the whole spotlight on us thing was not much of our style. We decided to have a smaller wedding before our daughter was born. We would have loved to elope, but we knew our families would be hurt so we just had a small wedding with our families and our best friends that got us together in the first place.
Us at our little luncheon/reception:
That's all the fun stuff about us before our little lady joined the party. Sorry it turned into such a novel!
How nice of you to give us this update! You don't seem to ever do things in the typical order! And that's part of your charm.
Leo (3 1/2) with Malcolm the cat
What a great intro. I hadn't realized that you two hadn't been together that long before getting PG. Not that it matters. When you know it's right, it's right. DF and I were together less than 3 months when we moved in together. Luckily, the pill works very well for me 'cause DF has got some potent seed!
A little Emma update:
At her one month appointment:
She had grown 1 1/2" bringing her up to 20 1/2"
She had gained exactly 3 lbs (up to 8lbs5oz)
Her head circumference was up 3 cms to 37 from her one week appointment. i don't think I asked what it was at her birth.
As of today (a week after her appointment) she's up 14 oz and weighs 9 lbs 3 oz! I can't believe she's been gaining the better part of a pound each week! I'm so proud of her.