I got wheeled into the OR, but they had already upped my drugs and barely remember a thing. I remember them strapping down my arms and I remember hearing Corey's voice, but I kept my eyes closed. I feel asleep during the surgery and woke up to hear Jensen cry. I was so drugged that I remember less than 2 minutes of the surgery and repair. I remember seeing Corey holding Jensen right by me and asking to kiss Jensen. That is all I remember. The next thing I know I back in the labor and delivery room I was first in. I couldn't wake up and I kept shaking. I was actually shaking so bad that I was scared. I wasn't cold although I did ask for more blankets in hopes that would help. I wanted to hold Jensen and see what he looked like but I could barely feel any of my body. I was numb from my ribs down.
I was told in the labor and delivery room that Jensen was 7 pounds 6 ounces and was 21 1/4 inches long. He was a lot smaller than I thought he was going to be. I wish I could have delivered vaginally and I don't think it would have been so bad with him being small. He was born at exactly 12 noon! How fun and how easy to remember! I was still extremely sleepy and everytime I woke up someone else was holding my baby. It was Corey or my mom, or Marissa. I believe it was 2 pm when I was moved upstairs to the 2nd floor where the maternity ward is. Around that time I started to feel a lot better and although I still couldn't move my legs by myself I was regaining feeling and I wasn't shaking as bad. Plus, I was finally feeling like I could stay awake for more than a minute at a time. I finally held my son and actually take a close look at him. My mom helped me hold him for a minute after I got back to the original room but it scared me to hold him and I asked her to take him back. I never got a good look at him.
I found out that his cord was wrapped around his leg, arm, and neck and that it was a great thing that I didn't progress any faster and put him in more stress. I was disappointed to have to have a c-section since that is the last thing I wanted, but I got the same amazing result- my beautiful son!
Saturday, October 15, 2011
October 6th
So I made it home from the hospital around 11:30 and I barely made it in to the house before a strong contraction hit. I thought I was going to die! I figured if I already hurt that much and was on morphine I wasn't going to make it. I had no idea what the pain would be like, but I wasn't ready for what was about to come.
I tossed and turned in bed, hunched over the bed, got on the floor on all fours, nothing was helping. I slept about 15 minutes from 11:30 until 4 am when I finally told Corey that we are going back to the hospital. There was no way they would send me home this time and that if I had to stay and be monitored I would, but I was in desperate need of more pain medicine. We got to the hospital at 5 am and while crying at the front desk they realized that there was no point in being monitored in the Triage rooms and they admitted me right then. I got wheeled back to a room, hooked up, got checked (I was at 3cm and 90-100% effaced) and got an epidural all by 5:30 am.
I tried resting after the epidural kicked in since I heard that labor can be a long process and to rest before having to push. I believe the next time I got checked was at 7 am and there was no changed. They broke my water and then came back around 8 and started me on Petocin since there was no change still. After this the timing of everything was a blur. I remember watching the monitor of my contractions and Jensen's heart beat and seeing that every time I had a contraction his heart rate dropped. No one said anything for a while and I was starting to get worried. A nurse finally said that she had been in contact with Dr. B who had been watching the same screen in his office for a while and deciding what to do. They unhooked my belly monitors and put an internal monitor on Jensen. Then they put in a tube that put fluid back in to see if it would help his heart rate during contractions. They watched this for about an hour. Nothing was changing. During that time they also stopped the Petocin. My contractions because much smaller but his heart rate was still dropping.
I was at 100% and 5-6cm around 11am, but they told me that I would need a c-section due to his heart. The nurse said that his cord is wrapped around him somewhere and that I don't have any other option of getting him out. They brought in the scrubs for Corey and the lunch lady looking cap for me and I was off for surgery.
Then.....
I tossed and turned in bed, hunched over the bed, got on the floor on all fours, nothing was helping. I slept about 15 minutes from 11:30 until 4 am when I finally told Corey that we are going back to the hospital. There was no way they would send me home this time and that if I had to stay and be monitored I would, but I was in desperate need of more pain medicine. We got to the hospital at 5 am and while crying at the front desk they realized that there was no point in being monitored in the Triage rooms and they admitted me right then. I got wheeled back to a room, hooked up, got checked (I was at 3cm and 90-100% effaced) and got an epidural all by 5:30 am.
I tried resting after the epidural kicked in since I heard that labor can be a long process and to rest before having to push. I believe the next time I got checked was at 7 am and there was no changed. They broke my water and then came back around 8 and started me on Petocin since there was no change still. After this the timing of everything was a blur. I remember watching the monitor of my contractions and Jensen's heart beat and seeing that every time I had a contraction his heart rate dropped. No one said anything for a while and I was starting to get worried. A nurse finally said that she had been in contact with Dr. B who had been watching the same screen in his office for a while and deciding what to do. They unhooked my belly monitors and put an internal monitor on Jensen. Then they put in a tube that put fluid back in to see if it would help his heart rate during contractions. They watched this for about an hour. Nothing was changing. During that time they also stopped the Petocin. My contractions because much smaller but his heart rate was still dropping.
I was at 100% and 5-6cm around 11am, but they told me that I would need a c-section due to his heart. The nurse said that his cord is wrapped around him somewhere and that I don't have any other option of getting him out. They brought in the scrubs for Corey and the lunch lady looking cap for me and I was off for surgery.
Then.....
Updating... finally
Today I decided it was finally time to catch up the blog since I want to keep it going to keep track of important (and not-so-important) things regarding Jensen and our family.
The last time I wrote it was the 4th of October and the day before my original due date. I was feeling extremely frustrated that nothing had changed at my doctors appointment and was set on getting induced. Little did I know he would be here within 48 hours. I will make a seperate post on the labor/delivery/hospital stay. For now, I want to write about the day before he got here.
On my due date (the 5th) I decided to go walk the mall with Anja and Ava to see if it would get things moving. Everyone always talked about how to jump-start your own labor but I told myself that I wasn't going to drink the teas, castor oil, eat spicy foods, have sex (sounded awful at this point!), or any of the other crazy things out there. The one thing I did do was walk A LOT! I knew that walking really helped things get going and it would help lower the baby into the birth canal. I figured it wouldn't hurt to walk and shop and gossip with Anja and visit with Ava.
By the time I was leaving the mall that afternoon after we walked for about 1.5 hours I was getting really bad contractions. I told Anja it was time to go. I got into my car just in time for an awful contraction. It had me doubled over in pain so I figured that I was in active labor at this point, but no need to rush to the hospital. I was supposed to visit Theresa and check out her new apartment but I was in so much pain I came home. I sat, layed on the couch, took a bath, made dinner, took a walk... nothing seemed to help the pain or take my mind off the pain. I tried timing my contractions but either I wasn't doing a good job or something because I was clocking them at about 6-7 minutes apart.
I called my mom at home around 7 pm after everything I tried failed and told her I was in a ton of pain. I had to stop talking to breath through a contraction and she told me it was time to go to the hospital. Corey and I didn't rush out of here, but we did make sure to have the hospital bag ready and called his mom to take Dakota if we were admitted. We got to IMC around 8 pm and they hooked me up to all the monitors and checked my cervix. Bummer, I was still at 1.5cm and 60% effaced. The only positive was that my contractions were 4 minutes apart. Because I wasn't dilated much I was still in the category of "early" labor. I asked for some pain medicine and they gave me a shot of morphine in my butt. They watched me for almost 3 hours and still no change so they sent me home. I could barely make it to the car and thought I was going to die when we were in the car - especially driving over the speed bumps in the apartment complex.
Then...........
The last time I wrote it was the 4th of October and the day before my original due date. I was feeling extremely frustrated that nothing had changed at my doctors appointment and was set on getting induced. Little did I know he would be here within 48 hours. I will make a seperate post on the labor/delivery/hospital stay. For now, I want to write about the day before he got here.
On my due date (the 5th) I decided to go walk the mall with Anja and Ava to see if it would get things moving. Everyone always talked about how to jump-start your own labor but I told myself that I wasn't going to drink the teas, castor oil, eat spicy foods, have sex (sounded awful at this point!), or any of the other crazy things out there. The one thing I did do was walk A LOT! I knew that walking really helped things get going and it would help lower the baby into the birth canal. I figured it wouldn't hurt to walk and shop and gossip with Anja and visit with Ava.
By the time I was leaving the mall that afternoon after we walked for about 1.5 hours I was getting really bad contractions. I told Anja it was time to go. I got into my car just in time for an awful contraction. It had me doubled over in pain so I figured that I was in active labor at this point, but no need to rush to the hospital. I was supposed to visit Theresa and check out her new apartment but I was in so much pain I came home. I sat, layed on the couch, took a bath, made dinner, took a walk... nothing seemed to help the pain or take my mind off the pain. I tried timing my contractions but either I wasn't doing a good job or something because I was clocking them at about 6-7 minutes apart.
I called my mom at home around 7 pm after everything I tried failed and told her I was in a ton of pain. I had to stop talking to breath through a contraction and she told me it was time to go to the hospital. Corey and I didn't rush out of here, but we did make sure to have the hospital bag ready and called his mom to take Dakota if we were admitted. We got to IMC around 8 pm and they hooked me up to all the monitors and checked my cervix. Bummer, I was still at 1.5cm and 60% effaced. The only positive was that my contractions were 4 minutes apart. Because I wasn't dilated much I was still in the category of "early" labor. I asked for some pain medicine and they gave me a shot of morphine in my butt. They watched me for almost 3 hours and still no change so they sent me home. I could barely make it to the car and thought I was going to die when we were in the car - especially driving over the speed bumps in the apartment complex.
Then...........
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Week 40 and no signs of a baby
The only sign of having a baby is the fact that my belly could not get any larger! Okay, that is probably not true, however my belly has stayed the same size for a few weeks now so I hope it doesn't get any bigger.
Sunday was an interesting day! Corey and I went to Walmart to pick up a weeks worth of groceries (because if Jensen comes I don't want food to go bad in the fridge) and I started getting really bad contractions. When we got home I put the food away, made lasagna, and ate. During that time I tried to time my contractions but it felt like one constant contraction that would not go away. I tried to call the doctor on-call, but it would not let me leave a message. I got in the bath for an hour and the pain would not subside regardless of the position I was in. I knew I was having real labor pains (especially in my back) but it was hard to tell how far apart they were. When I got out of the bath I timed a few and they seemed to be between 6-8 minutes apart. Because I could not get a hold of the doctor I told Corey that we should go to the hospital to see if I have made any progress because they were getting much closer together. I had a 98% gut feeling that we would be sent home within an hour or two, but I wanted to make sure that everything was okay. Everything turned out fine and my contractions were 8 minutes apart like I anticipated. I was still only at a 1 and 60% so we were sent home. The nurse was really nice though and gave me some good tips on what to watch for, etc. She said that since I am having small, consistant contractions that I am in early labor, but it may take days or even weeks to be in active labor. I was able to put my mind at ease and came home and went right to bed.
Monday was a pretty slow day. I slept fairly well that night and in the morning I got up when Corey did to go to work. I slowly moved around the house and then went to get Marissa and Rylee so we could walk around the mall and get this baby moving before lunch time. My mom came over for lunch and then after I tried to take a nap but the apartment inspectors were here (they come twice a year and replace filters, etc) and they ended up here for a long time because they had to fix our sink. Corey was home by then (around 2:30) so I just laid down and did nothing! We ate left overs for dinner so I didn't have to get up and cook - left overs are a brilliant idea!
I had my 40 week doctor's appointment today (Tuesday) and had Corey come with me. Tomorrow is officially 40 weeks and my due date. I figured since there was no sign of Jensen's arrival in the coming days it would be good for him to come and we could talk about inducing. Sure enough nothing has changed since last week or even Sunday... I am still at 1cm and 60%. Dr. B said that he is in surgery all day on Wednesday and is out of town the rest of the week next week so he wanted to try and get me induced early in the week. He sort of had to "work the system" to get me approved to go in earlier than the 41 week mark. The plan for right now is to see Dr. B on Monday morning and see if anything changes. We already scheduled the induction to take place and I should go into the hospital on Monday night and get started on Certival and then Tuesday morning start on Pitocin. Certival from online pictures looks a little like a flat tampon that stays in for up to 12 hours to help with thinning of the cervix. Since I am already at 60% hopefully it doesn't take 12 hours to do its job. Then they will do Pitocin which will dilate me.
Today I am feeling a little down. I really hoped for some other kind of news, although I knew this was in the cards. I am hoping that if I have to get induced that the Certival will help dilate me to a 2 or 3 and they can break my water before starting Pitocin to see if that gets me moving. I am trying not to stress out and just let my body do what it is going to do. I trust my body to deliver a healthy baby regardless of how he comes out and what interventions have to take place.
If I don't have him in the next few days he will be here in a week! In the meantime I still trying to do a lot of walking, resting, and finishing last minute things. I should probably be prepping for my math course but I haven't gotten around to it yet. Maybe that will be my goal this week - 1 hour per day of math until Jensen arrives. I HATE math!
Son, I know you like it in there, but as Rylee says "Come out, Jensen!" (as she knocks softly on my belly). We are all anxiously awaiting for you! I love you, son!
Sunday was an interesting day! Corey and I went to Walmart to pick up a weeks worth of groceries (because if Jensen comes I don't want food to go bad in the fridge) and I started getting really bad contractions. When we got home I put the food away, made lasagna, and ate. During that time I tried to time my contractions but it felt like one constant contraction that would not go away. I tried to call the doctor on-call, but it would not let me leave a message. I got in the bath for an hour and the pain would not subside regardless of the position I was in. I knew I was having real labor pains (especially in my back) but it was hard to tell how far apart they were. When I got out of the bath I timed a few and they seemed to be between 6-8 minutes apart. Because I could not get a hold of the doctor I told Corey that we should go to the hospital to see if I have made any progress because they were getting much closer together. I had a 98% gut feeling that we would be sent home within an hour or two, but I wanted to make sure that everything was okay. Everything turned out fine and my contractions were 8 minutes apart like I anticipated. I was still only at a 1 and 60% so we were sent home. The nurse was really nice though and gave me some good tips on what to watch for, etc. She said that since I am having small, consistant contractions that I am in early labor, but it may take days or even weeks to be in active labor. I was able to put my mind at ease and came home and went right to bed.
Monday was a pretty slow day. I slept fairly well that night and in the morning I got up when Corey did to go to work. I slowly moved around the house and then went to get Marissa and Rylee so we could walk around the mall and get this baby moving before lunch time. My mom came over for lunch and then after I tried to take a nap but the apartment inspectors were here (they come twice a year and replace filters, etc) and they ended up here for a long time because they had to fix our sink. Corey was home by then (around 2:30) so I just laid down and did nothing! We ate left overs for dinner so I didn't have to get up and cook - left overs are a brilliant idea!
I had my 40 week doctor's appointment today (Tuesday) and had Corey come with me. Tomorrow is officially 40 weeks and my due date. I figured since there was no sign of Jensen's arrival in the coming days it would be good for him to come and we could talk about inducing. Sure enough nothing has changed since last week or even Sunday... I am still at 1cm and 60%. Dr. B said that he is in surgery all day on Wednesday and is out of town the rest of the week next week so he wanted to try and get me induced early in the week. He sort of had to "work the system" to get me approved to go in earlier than the 41 week mark. The plan for right now is to see Dr. B on Monday morning and see if anything changes. We already scheduled the induction to take place and I should go into the hospital on Monday night and get started on Certival and then Tuesday morning start on Pitocin. Certival from online pictures looks a little like a flat tampon that stays in for up to 12 hours to help with thinning of the cervix. Since I am already at 60% hopefully it doesn't take 12 hours to do its job. Then they will do Pitocin which will dilate me.
Today I am feeling a little down. I really hoped for some other kind of news, although I knew this was in the cards. I am hoping that if I have to get induced that the Certival will help dilate me to a 2 or 3 and they can break my water before starting Pitocin to see if that gets me moving. I am trying not to stress out and just let my body do what it is going to do. I trust my body to deliver a healthy baby regardless of how he comes out and what interventions have to take place.
If I don't have him in the next few days he will be here in a week! In the meantime I still trying to do a lot of walking, resting, and finishing last minute things. I should probably be prepping for my math course but I haven't gotten around to it yet. Maybe that will be my goal this week - 1 hour per day of math until Jensen arrives. I HATE math!
Son, I know you like it in there, but as Rylee says "Come out, Jensen!" (as she knocks softly on my belly). We are all anxiously awaiting for you! I love you, son!
Friday, September 30, 2011
The difference a day makes
So today is September 30th, just one day after my doctors appointment that I was feeling a little down about. Turns out that so much can change in a day and I need to remember to stay positive and optimistic.
Turns out those contractions I was having starting at 3:30 am where not Braxton Hicks- they were/are the real deal. I timed them yesterday afternoon and they are roughly every ten minutes apart. Nothing to get too excited or too anxious about, but at least my body is doing what it needs to do to bring Jensen to us naturally. I also lost my mucuous plug last night, which is a good thing, but doesn't really signify anything when you are this far along in your pregnancy. At least it was one more thing my body did yesterday. I guess whatever Dr. B did yesterday in there really helped and hopefully Jensen will be here next week.
Today was my last day in the office and I only worked 4 hours. I am still having contractions about every ten minutes (although I have only paid attention once today) but with contractions comes MAJOR back pain. I hear that with the pain I am experiencing now I am going to have pretty bad back labor. At least there are drugs to help with the pain when I get further along! Yesterday I went home early too since I was feeling so miserable after my appointment. Today I picked up lunch and ate with my mom at the apartment, took a 2 hour nap (wow!) and then took Dakota on a long walk around the complex. I figured I should try to do two walks like that day at least until Jensen arrives. They say walking is the best thing you can do and at this point I can't get myself to go to water aerobics anymore. Now just updating the blog and working on laundry. I planned to have it done before Corey got home, but I guess I thought sleeping was more important (and at this point it is!)
I just got the Flip camcorder this week and got it all set up (it took about two minutes) and did a practice video. I looked nuts on it so I deleted it, but I was documenting where I am at today. I am glad we will have a small hand-held video recorder to use when Jensen arrives when we can capture him on live video and still images. Oh and did I mention I got the flip for under $50? Absolutely cheap and it shoots in HD! It only holds an hour of video, but you just plug it into your computer and dump your videos and then delete them off and charge it up again. Pretty simple.
Tomorrow I am getting a pedicure with my mom at Sanctuary Day Spa (there pedis are heavenly) and on Sunday I have a nail appointment in the late morning with Brecc. Jensen can come after that - when I am feeling beautiful haha! Nothing else is planned for the weekend. I will probably end up cleaning a few things here and there and resting and walking a lot. Just trying to take it easy until my little man arrives.
Jensen,
Mommy loves you and can't wait for you to get here! You are worth every ounce of ache and pain and I know it is probably not super comfortable where you are either. I can't wait to see what you look like. I am mostly curious as to whether or not you will have hair or not. I was a bald baby but your daddy had hair. Your grandma Jill said that daddy's hair was brownish-blond and was really whispy. Bald or not you will be absolutely perfect! I am also curious as to how much you will weigh. I am guessing no bigger than eight and a half pounds and a lot of family think you will be smaller than that. Looking at this big belly I think you will be around 8. It will be interesting to get your measurements and see who was right. I think you will be pretty long too - I am guessing 21.5 inches. They say that boys are usually heavier and longer. I wish I had a window in my belly to see what you look like and to watch what you do all day.
Son, I love you and daddy loves you too. We both are anxiously awaiting your arrival.
Love,
Your Mommy
Turns out those contractions I was having starting at 3:30 am where not Braxton Hicks- they were/are the real deal. I timed them yesterday afternoon and they are roughly every ten minutes apart. Nothing to get too excited or too anxious about, but at least my body is doing what it needs to do to bring Jensen to us naturally. I also lost my mucuous plug last night, which is a good thing, but doesn't really signify anything when you are this far along in your pregnancy. At least it was one more thing my body did yesterday. I guess whatever Dr. B did yesterday in there really helped and hopefully Jensen will be here next week.
Today was my last day in the office and I only worked 4 hours. I am still having contractions about every ten minutes (although I have only paid attention once today) but with contractions comes MAJOR back pain. I hear that with the pain I am experiencing now I am going to have pretty bad back labor. At least there are drugs to help with the pain when I get further along! Yesterday I went home early too since I was feeling so miserable after my appointment. Today I picked up lunch and ate with my mom at the apartment, took a 2 hour nap (wow!) and then took Dakota on a long walk around the complex. I figured I should try to do two walks like that day at least until Jensen arrives. They say walking is the best thing you can do and at this point I can't get myself to go to water aerobics anymore. Now just updating the blog and working on laundry. I planned to have it done before Corey got home, but I guess I thought sleeping was more important (and at this point it is!)
I just got the Flip camcorder this week and got it all set up (it took about two minutes) and did a practice video. I looked nuts on it so I deleted it, but I was documenting where I am at today. I am glad we will have a small hand-held video recorder to use when Jensen arrives when we can capture him on live video and still images. Oh and did I mention I got the flip for under $50? Absolutely cheap and it shoots in HD! It only holds an hour of video, but you just plug it into your computer and dump your videos and then delete them off and charge it up again. Pretty simple.
Tomorrow I am getting a pedicure with my mom at Sanctuary Day Spa (there pedis are heavenly) and on Sunday I have a nail appointment in the late morning with Brecc. Jensen can come after that - when I am feeling beautiful haha! Nothing else is planned for the weekend. I will probably end up cleaning a few things here and there and resting and walking a lot. Just trying to take it easy until my little man arrives.
Jensen,
Mommy loves you and can't wait for you to get here! You are worth every ounce of ache and pain and I know it is probably not super comfortable where you are either. I can't wait to see what you look like. I am mostly curious as to whether or not you will have hair or not. I was a bald baby but your daddy had hair. Your grandma Jill said that daddy's hair was brownish-blond and was really whispy. Bald or not you will be absolutely perfect! I am also curious as to how much you will weigh. I am guessing no bigger than eight and a half pounds and a lot of family think you will be smaller than that. Looking at this big belly I think you will be around 8. It will be interesting to get your measurements and see who was right. I think you will be pretty long too - I am guessing 21.5 inches. They say that boys are usually heavier and longer. I wish I had a window in my belly to see what you look like and to watch what you do all day.
Son, I love you and daddy loves you too. We both are anxiously awaiting your arrival.
Love,
Your Mommy
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Week 39 doc appt and feeling a little down
I had my 39 week doctor's appointment today with Dr. B this morning. I would say that things didn't go how I anticipated. First I want to mention that I woke up at 3:30 this morning with awful BH contractions that kept me up all morning. I probably slept for one hour from 3:30 until 7:30 because of the pain. I walked around, tried going to the bathroom, tried other positions and nothing was working. I was hopeful that all the pain was due to getting closer to welcoming Jensen and to just stick it out.
I lost two pounds this week, which is not something I am necessarily proud of, but since I am still in the right weight range I figured it was okay. Since I lost weight this week the total of gained pounds so far is 32. Not too shabby if you ask me! Hopefully I lose it quickly.
My belly measured at 38 cm and he said that my belly has been growing at roughly 1 cm per week so I am right on track (although the cm should match the week you are in). My blood pressure is still perfect, and no swelling still. I love that I am in my 39th week and I can still wear my wedding ring.
Dr. B then checked me and said I am still at 60% and that I have only dilated to a 1. Wah wah wah... I am so disappointed. I was really hoping I was going to be at a 2 or 3 this week and then to hopefully go into labor next week on my own. He was poking and proding (which hurt SO bad) and said he was doing it in hopes of helping me move further along. He moved things around as if he were stripping membranes, although I am not dilated enough to do that yet (or at least successfully). It hurt so bad I freaked out, squirmed, and about fell off the table! I was holding on for dear life though with my arms.
I am still having really bad BH contractions and Dr. B told me that if they are measurable to keep track. If they get to six minutes apart I need to go to the hospital and get monitored. I have been trying to pay attention to when the pain peeks, dies down, and then goes back again. It looks like it is about every ten minutes. I guess this may be real contractions, but just not close enough together. I will see if anything changes over the next few days. I am probably going to head home early from work today due to the pain. I can barely sit. I can barely do anything actually. I am still going to try and make it in to work tomorrow for my last day in the office. If I can do a half day tomorrow I will be pretty proud.
Jensen - I found out today that your Aunt Penni and Uncle Mario will be up here the end of October and they will get to meet you! I am really excited for that side of the family to have a grandbaby/nephew and I know they are all excited too. Your aunt and uncle live in Las Vegas so we don't get to see them often. Can't wait for you to get here and bless our families with a little life! I know the Paskett family is very excited and so if my side of the family. I wish your GPA was here to meet you, but I know he is looking out for us and will make sure you get to us safely.
Jensen,
Mommy loves you a billion and can't wait to meet you. Your kicks (although they now hurt) bring such a smile to my face. Especially on days like today when I am in pain I know that it is for the best reason in the world and that you aren't trying to hurt me. You need to be in there for as long as you can/want and I won't do anything to rush you out. Son, you are already the best thing that has happened to me and you aren't even here yet. Please know that I love you and always will. Your daddy and I are ready for your arrival so don't want too long!
Love,
Your Mommy
I lost two pounds this week, which is not something I am necessarily proud of, but since I am still in the right weight range I figured it was okay. Since I lost weight this week the total of gained pounds so far is 32. Not too shabby if you ask me! Hopefully I lose it quickly.
My belly measured at 38 cm and he said that my belly has been growing at roughly 1 cm per week so I am right on track (although the cm should match the week you are in). My blood pressure is still perfect, and no swelling still. I love that I am in my 39th week and I can still wear my wedding ring.
Dr. B then checked me and said I am still at 60% and that I have only dilated to a 1. Wah wah wah... I am so disappointed. I was really hoping I was going to be at a 2 or 3 this week and then to hopefully go into labor next week on my own. He was poking and proding (which hurt SO bad) and said he was doing it in hopes of helping me move further along. He moved things around as if he were stripping membranes, although I am not dilated enough to do that yet (or at least successfully). It hurt so bad I freaked out, squirmed, and about fell off the table! I was holding on for dear life though with my arms.
I am still having really bad BH contractions and Dr. B told me that if they are measurable to keep track. If they get to six minutes apart I need to go to the hospital and get monitored. I have been trying to pay attention to when the pain peeks, dies down, and then goes back again. It looks like it is about every ten minutes. I guess this may be real contractions, but just not close enough together. I will see if anything changes over the next few days. I am probably going to head home early from work today due to the pain. I can barely sit. I can barely do anything actually. I am still going to try and make it in to work tomorrow for my last day in the office. If I can do a half day tomorrow I will be pretty proud.
Jensen - I found out today that your Aunt Penni and Uncle Mario will be up here the end of October and they will get to meet you! I am really excited for that side of the family to have a grandbaby/nephew and I know they are all excited too. Your aunt and uncle live in Las Vegas so we don't get to see them often. Can't wait for you to get here and bless our families with a little life! I know the Paskett family is very excited and so if my side of the family. I wish your GPA was here to meet you, but I know he is looking out for us and will make sure you get to us safely.
Jensen,
Mommy loves you a billion and can't wait to meet you. Your kicks (although they now hurt) bring such a smile to my face. Especially on days like today when I am in pain I know that it is for the best reason in the world and that you aren't trying to hurt me. You need to be in there for as long as you can/want and I won't do anything to rush you out. Son, you are already the best thing that has happened to me and you aren't even here yet. Please know that I love you and always will. Your daddy and I are ready for your arrival so don't want too long!
Love,
Your Mommy
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
39 weeks and feeling VERY ready
39 weeks starts tomorrow and I am feeling MORE than ready. My body feels very tired and over-worked. The pain is getting more and more intense along with those awful BH contractions. I definitely want him to come when he is ready, but I am ready for him now!
I decided today to start my leave next Monday so my last day in the office will be this Friday the 30th. I feel like I could use a few days (or a week) of rest before Jensen makes his arrival. I think it will be calming for me too to know when I am going out so that I can change my email, voicemail, etc. and also let everyone who is covering for me know.
I went to water aerobics last night and I think it made me feel more tired and a little worse today. I know the exercise is good and I feel great when I am in the water, but everything hurts so much more today. I want to continue going to class since I think it will help with my delivery.
Wow - If I am out of here on Friday that means I have 3 full days of work left! NUTS!
I decided today to start my leave next Monday so my last day in the office will be this Friday the 30th. I feel like I could use a few days (or a week) of rest before Jensen makes his arrival. I think it will be calming for me too to know when I am going out so that I can change my email, voicemail, etc. and also let everyone who is covering for me know.
I went to water aerobics last night and I think it made me feel more tired and a little worse today. I know the exercise is good and I feel great when I am in the water, but everything hurts so much more today. I want to continue going to class since I think it will help with my delivery.
Wow - If I am out of here on Friday that means I have 3 full days of work left! NUTS!
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