It's been almost a year!
WOW! I can't believe it's been so long since I posted. I thought my username and password were not working, but everything worked today, so I must have just been crazy! So I guess I was around 3.5 months pregnant the last time I posted. That pregnancy was successful and we now have a 4 month old BOY named Wesley. The whole pregnancy was great, ignoring the fact that I was super nervous the whole time. No problems or issues, and the delivery was pretty fast and all natural! I'll post my birth story in my next post. Right now things are going really well. I'm having some serious body image issues, but I guess who doesn't?! I am also having REALLY bad baby fever all of a sudden and am trying to convince myself that I'm crazy. DH knows it too and has told me I need to do some serious marketing (totally doable) to convince him. I told him he's in the clear until I lose 10 pounds and am in a regular exercise routine. If I ever am pregnant again, I will have to be active the whole time and really try not to gain as much weight. I only gained 30 pounds, but I can imagine how hard it will be to lose after a third baby. So right now, TTC is my incentive for losing weight. Technically I wouldn't be considered overweight, but i'm not comfortable in my skin... so yeah. Baby is up so that is all.
Wesley's Birth Story
OK... 4 months is a long time, so the details are probably a bit fuzzy. My due date arrived and I wasn't feeling like anything was going to happen so DH and I went out for "one last dinner." The food was great and the waitress didn't even notice I was pregnant. When she did, she couldn't believe I was due... she said I was tiny and all belly (so not true!). So the next day it was nice out and DH, DS, and I were outside all day cleaning up the yard. There were lots of left over leaves from the fall and I was helping rake them. Around 5:30 we decided to call it quits and I sat down and felt a weird twang in my belly. At first I thought maybe my water broke, but much to my disappointment, there was no water to be found. Even though it wasn't my water breaking, I was suspicious something was about to happen. We decided to take a family shower and during the shower I started having some minor contractions, but that was nothing different from the last few months. I always had braxton hicks in the shower... don't know why. This shower I was thinking maybe something was up though, mostly because I was overdue. We ventured down to the kitchen and I made dinner for DH and DS but really didn't feel like eating much. That's when the more painful contractions started. I had two barely painful ones while the boys were eating, and as we moved ourselves from the kitchen to the living room, I had a couple more. I finally said something to DH and we considered putting MIL on alert that tonight might be the night. We decided against that and just to time them for a bit and see what happens. They quickly became intense and within a half hour or so, I was having to breathe through them. We put DS to bed and called MIL to tell her tonight is probably the night, but we wanted to labor at home for a while so we'd call when we were ready.... I will continue this later... DS2 is calling me!\
So i'm back! 2 months later.... we'll see how much I remember. I decided I wanted to try to rest and sleep as much as I could before we got to the hospital, and laid down on the couch. I nodded off long enough to wake up to a contraction that was horribly painful. It was at that moment that I knew we should go in. We called MIL and gathered our things for the hospital. By the time MIL arrived, I was crying through the contractions (because I was scared/nervous). We set off for the 10 minute drive and had one on the way, and then another on the walk into the emergency room. We got to the hospital and checked in. I declined a wheel chair and wanted to walk up to labor and delivery... the nurse was race walking, I think. We got there and they gave me a room right away, i'm not sure why. They hooked me up to the monitors for a while and I was contracting every 4-6 minutes. The nurse checked me after that and I was almost 6 cm's. I was so encouraged at that point and had so much confidence in my natural birth. The nurse kept talking about how fast I was going and this baby would be born in a couple hours. I was GBS +, so it was good when we showed up when we did. Shortly after that, things got VERY intense and stayed that way for a while. I stalled out at 8-9 CM's for close to 3 hours. FINALLY my water broke and I felt the urge to push maybe 5 minutes after that. I've read so many stories about how your body clamps up and contractions stop upon the arrival of the OB on-call. Well this happened to me. Everything stopped, after progressing so quickly after my water broke (nurses shouting at me to stop pushing because he was almost out). When the OB walked in half asleep... I never felt another contraction. He had to cut me, in order to deliver my son. But the good news was that my baby boy, Wes, was born at 3:45am weighing 8 lbs 3 ounces and super healthy.
The quest for baby #3
Ugh... you'd think after all we went through to have just one more baby, I'd be content. Well, I'm not. I have the most overwhelming urge to have another baby. I've been trying to convince myself that I don't want another one, but it's seriously backfiring. I really want to go back to school and all that, but I want to be done having kids first. I think that's what has really been fueling my fire. I won't be happy unless I have another baby... I wonder how DH would feel if he knew that.
Here we go again!
Well here we go again! For some reason, DH and I have had a few "oop's" this month after a couple too many cocktails. It's been a stressful month. So! We last DTD unprotected Tuesday night/Wednesday morning (12am-ish). This morning (Saturday) I ovulated. I've read that sperm can live up to 5 days, and we'd be about 3.5 post DTD. I am now freaked out, but really excited. If it were to happen, now would really by the ONLY time it's going to work out for the next 3 years or so. I could have the baby, and still maintain going to school. So to top things off, I had emailed Cheri (psychic) about my situation, because I was going back and forth. Last week I finally got an email back saying she sees November and Girl. At that moment, I was thinking "yeah right!". There was no way I was going to convince DH to TTC #3 this month! And then things just happened. I respect my DH's feelings for not wanting another, and didn't want to go against his wishes. If this happens, I'll feel like it was truly meant to be, and he/she was conceived in an act of love, and not just to make a baby. I'm so nervous and excited about this... this 2ww will be a long one, but I generally have a really good idea if I'm pregnant or not, way before my positive. One of my main symptoms is AF type cramping around 4 dpo. I usually get super sore boobs, and smell EVERYTHING! I guess I'll keep updating as the weeks go on.
Well it's 1 DPO, and I am not feeling out of the ordinary at all, of course I probably wouldn't because it's so early. I am antsy, and am allowing myself to really believe that I'm pregnant. This could be really disappointing in the end. I have to keep stopping myself from researching new OB's and keep having a debate about maybe getting a midwife. I don't even know if I'm pregnant, and it's not like we'll be trying anytime soon if it turns out that I'm not. I'm just so convinced that I will be!
Nothing exciting to report. I was a little crampy last night, but nothing major. Today I'm sick (had 1 too many martini's last night), and also ate some jalapenos so it's hard to tell if anything is different because my guts are not happy with me. I finally told DH that there was a chance I was pregnant, and he seemed alright with the idea. He did say "well you'll get what you want then!" That kinda put me off, but it IS what I want... just the timing is a little off, but it would still work out. I tried to take a nap with the boys today, but my head is soooo busy, I couldn't sleep. I was just thinking that it'll only be 1 more week and I can test... hope it goes by fast!
So I'm 3 dpo today and nothing major. Last night I had some pulling feelings when I stood up from the couch, and then this morning I was having sharp pain on the side where I ovulated. When I got out of bed, my lower abdomen felt really tight (on the inside) and kinda tingly... whatever that means. I also woke up in a huge rage... HUGE sign that something is up. It took me a good 2 hours to really calm down... I actually called my husband and was picking fights left and right, which totally isn't like me unless I'm pregnant. I went to Jazzercise and all that felt totally fine, so whatever! Now I'm really sore, especially my hip. Hip pain is also a pregnancy symptom for me, but not until 6ish weeks or so. So things are looking interesting. Last night I called my mom and told her to let me know when she's feeling "psychic" because she has VERY good intuition, especially when it comes to me. And all she said was... "why, do you think you're pregnant?" Totally floored me, since I've obviously not said anything to anyone besides DH. Now I have to go talk to my neighbor and see if she picks up anything. She always knew when I was pregnant... most times before I knew, and ALWAYS spilled the beans to my in laws... just asking if I was pregnant. And then they'd ask me... and I can't lie at ALL. So yeah... one week from today I'll be testing, although that'll only be 10 dpo. If it's not positive on 11 dpo, I'll assume I'm not pregnant.
OK, I'm going to be totally honest here and say that if I'm not pregnant, I'll be really really surprised. Again today, I woke up with the most horrible rage ever. Then later this morning I had a hot flash so bad that I was sweating! Anyways... I told DH he better start mentally preparing. Although, I have to consider the fact that I just had my first PP AF, and maybe what I'm feeling is all just PMS related. It's hard to tell when it's been so long. I guess we'll see! 6 more days until I test... although I'll probably buy a 3 pack and test monday, tuesday, wednesday. If neg. on Wednesday, I'm for sure not pregnant. That's all.
Not much to report... still having hot flashes which are horrible. I go back and forth between being bundled up and running around in a tank top and sweating. I've also been having really weird BM's. Really hard and difficult to get out. Today I haven't gone at all, and that's really weird for me... I'm a very regular person. That's pretty much all I have to report today.
Well the rage has calmed down a lot, but I'm still pretty testy. I'm about 95% sure that I'm pregnant. Today as we were leaving the house, I had some very familiar pulling/sharp pain at the very top of my leg on the inside where it connects to other parts and such. Then about an hour later, I had a lot of pulling in my lower abdomen on the same side when I went to close the trunk. So! I'm pretty convinced that I'm pregnant, BUT! I am still trying to maintain a neutral stance on whether or not I am, in case all these "symptoms" are just coincidence.