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January 2011 Moms
MarSamWhitney
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Lets Reminice...
MarSamWhitney
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I was reading my pregnancy journal the other day, and its hilarious the things i did the day I went into labor. I had been told I would go into labor for over a month at any time. I was taken off bedrest Monday the third, dialated to a 4. My sister picked me up at 10am and i splurged on a mani pedi. we went to Olgas for lunch and laughed that a pedi could cause labor, and at that point I was certain I would go full term. I went to the library and rented season one of californication and watched the whole season. H called at 1030pm on his way home from work and I requested 2 jr bacon cheeseburgers and a large frosty. my head hit the pillow for bed at 1240am and my water broke at that second.
long story short, we got to the hospital at 130, i was a 9, got my epidural andslept till 6am, had her at 658.
all the nurses commented how gorgouse my toes were. lol
it feels like yesterday. i guess its just funny that i am waddling around at 10am one day, and holding my baby the next.
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Re: Lets Reminice...
A couple days ago I actually read through my entire blog from day one (BFP). It's crazy how slowly time went back then and how right now it's just flying by. DD is almost EIGHT months old. Just yesterday I was b!tching about my big pregnant belly and whining for her to get out already.
My OB said she'd be shocked if I made it past Christmas. DD was not born until 1/9. She actually said 3 weeks in a row that she'd be shocked if I made it to my next appointment. By the third time she said it, I must have shot her an evil glare because her next statement was "but I'm sure I've already told you that, so... I'll see you next week". Of course that weekend I had DD, so I guess she was right - finally.
The day I went into labor was so ordinary (aside from the going into labor part). The night before I went into labor, DH and I DTD. That night I felt a few cramps as I laid in bed and got all excited... and then nothing happened. The next day we sat around the house watching NFL playoffs. I told DD she was welcome to come out anytime other than during one of the games. She was nice enough to oblige. Shortly after the last game on Saturday night I laid in bed with the same cramps from the night before. Except they got stronger very quickly. The first two were 8 mins apart, and then they jumped to 3 minutes apart. I was 8cm when I got to the hospital. I got my epi right away and then they made me wait to push until the new on call doctor got there because the one on duty was too sleepy. I was in my recovery room just in time for the 1:00 game while they cleaned up DD and did her newborn testing.
I'm sooo jealous that you both went into to labor on your own!
I had my 39 week appt at 39 & 3 days. They stripped my membranes and we scheduled an induction on Friday, my due date. I had GD with both my pregnancies, so both my kiddos were born on their due dates post induction. I actually went home and lost my mucous plug. I was beyond pumped thinking I might actually go on my own. Anyway didn't happen. My mom and grandma came from NE that Wednesday. We went shopping, preparred a bunch of food, got the house ready for the rest of the family coming that weekend and I spent a lot of time with Aiden. Jan. 28th we went to the hospital at 7am and had to wait for the doctor until 9:30. I was at 3 cm and 90% but her head was still high, so they started pit and I bounced and walked around a lot. They broke my water at 11am, got my epi at 1pm and she was born at 4:29pm.
I frequently look back at the kids journals to see where Aiden was at Em's age and what was happening a year ago or 6 months ago.
This time last year I found our we were having a girl and went on a major shopping spree.
The only thing I remember from the day I went into labor was I was supposed to be picking up a present for a friends baby shower and I called the lady and told her I wasn't going to be able to pick it up because I was having contractions and I was afraid they would get stronger as I was driving. I also made chicken wraps that night for dinner because DH was being a butt and wouldn't go get me Wendy's, then I sat on my butt and watched old episodes of The Secret Life. Finally around midnight they were strong enough that I couldn't sleep and I was still convinced they were going no where (I had been having them since 11am Tuesday and I didn't have Emalyn till Thursday night) so I posed on 3rd Tri about how tired I was and how I couldn't sleep. I was still awake and 6 minuets apart when DH got up for work about 4 and told him to go ahead to work because I was still in denial. About an hour later I had a gush of blood and went to L&D, DH met me there (he got to work, I called him, he turned right around), and I was only at a 2 so they sent me home. DH drove me home and left my car there and on the way they got down to about 5 minuets apart. I got in the tub and walked around the house while DH paced in the living room and I yelled at him to go find somewhere open and serving milkshakes until about 11am. He finally agreed to go (he didn't want to leave me alone) and as he was leaving I yelled "NO! I need to go to the hospital!"
We got there about 11:30ish, I was at 5 cm, fully effaced, and her head was as low as it could get at that point. I stayed at 5 until almost 5pm and finally decided to get an epi. 8:15 I started pushing and at 8:49pm she was out
These are cool stories, thanks for sharing. Sweet Hurricane- I did not know you where told you were going to go any second too. I went on Bedrest on 11/16 and was pretty much not on the bump after that, with an old phone and no internet at home.
My journal is pretty funny, i wrote in it maybe twice a week. On Christmas morning I wrote something along the lines of "The doctor said any day now, and i really hope "he" (i thought for sure it was a boy!!") doesnt have to share a bday w/ Jesus!!
My last entry was on New Years Eve at 11:00pm and I said "Looks like this baby will be born in 2011, I bet you I will go full term, all the way till the 28th of Jan. These doctors don't know what the heck they are talking about!!"
lol, she popped out on the 4th. Too funny.
LOL- Juliebean about want Wendys too. I think that was one of the first words out of my mouth after my water broke "OMG< i just ate two jr bacon cheeseburgers and a large frosty!!!" I threw it up as soon as i got to the hospital. lol
Thanks again girls, i like hearing different experiences. I had a crap pregnancy, but the labor was so easy for me. Its interesting to hear what everyone else went through.
I wish I kept a journal. I'm the worst.
My labor day went like this- up at the crack of dawn, took a Zanax, drove to the hospital with about 5 suitcases and sat around laughing and cracking jokes with about 5 family members and DH waiting for my turn for the scheduled c-section. They took me late because of all of those other people who went into labor (the nerve). Then they opened me up, took JT out, I asked "Is he hung?" when they said it was a boy (which I already knew). Then while they sewed me up they brought JT into the pre-op room where there were now about 7 family members, a bunch who held him before me. Then they brought me in and there were now about 15 family members all holding my LO while I was recovering. It was a circus.
I, uh, played world of warcraft pretty much all day. lol.
I kinda freaked out looking through her Lambie album because last week was 35 weeks, which means this week is 36 weeks... so on like wednesday next week, she'll have spent more time outside than she spent inside. Crazy.
And of course this meant I had to go poking in her Lambie album. I'm still kind of bummed out I didn't get a 0 weeks picture, but I'd packed literally nothing. My H toted an empty f*ckin bag to the hospital with us, lol.
0 weeks vs 35 weeks:
We had the bag out, but nothing in it. As I was contracting every 1.5 minutes my H was asking me what I wanted to bring. My response: "I don't know - stuff!". A couple days prior I had told him to bring a work uniform just in case he had to go in to work to do paperwork. Of course he did not bring that, so the next morning he had to leave me to come home (half hour) then drive to work (45 mins) fill out papers and then drive back. I was alone with the baby for like 4 hours, which was terrifying at the time. I made him stop at Wendy's because I was STARVING. The food they gave me was good, but there was no food for DH so we had to share everything.
It wasn't an at risk pregnancy, but I was 3cm, fully efaced, with baby's head as low as it could go for over a month. Yet somehow I never felt one braxton hicks contraction and my water never broke (on its own). I wouldn't have minded going full term so much if I hadn't been told for weeks on end that I'd go early.
Awww, i love the comparioson shot!! That is wild when you think about it, spending more time out than in. I was in such a panic when my water broke that I pulled the clean clothes out of the bag and wore them to the hospital, leaving nothing but my glasses, a magazine, and make up bag.
Make up and a magazine? Really Stephanie?
When we were talking in the other post about being obsessed with the bump, it reminded me that before I fell asleep in between checking in at the hospital, and having her, I posted on FB- Its time, Baby is on the way! My sister was int he waiting room and posted back "GET OFF FACEBACK AND PUSH THAT BABY OUT, FOR PETES SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
LOL