I know I said that this wasn't going to be updated any more, but I decided that I'm not done with this blog just yet... In my new blog I had started to write about my my previous marriage. I feel that it fits better in this blog. From now on I'll be posting anything that has to do with the past in this one. I'll leave my new blog for my daily life.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Update on my babies


Both C and B are doing really well. So far C hasn't shown any signs of jealously towards the new baby. In fact, he loves his little brother... a little too much! lol. He is constantly giving B kisses over and over. Always waving to him and saying hi to him. It's cute the first 5 times he does it, but then I have to get him interested in something else. Otherwise he'll sit there for 5 straight minutes and kiss the top of B's head. As for B, he's doing great! At his 2 day weight check he lost a little too much weight. He got down to 6lbs 6oz (His birth weight was 7lbs 3oz), but that morning my milk had just come in... So when they weighed him the next day he was up 3oz! Then at his 2 week weight check he was 7lbs 7oz. At my WIC appointment next week I'll have him weighed once again just to make sure his weight is still on the upswing... I won't be taking any chances this time around.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

B's Birth Story


While I have a free minute I think I'll finally try to type out B's birth story...

Late morning on Sunday, January 11th I felt the first contraction. It was some time around 10am. I really didn't think anything of it because I had been having contractions all along... so I figured this was just some more annoying Braxton Hicks. About 45 minutes later I felt another one. A short time later another one. I mentioned to my mom that maybe we should start timing these as a just in case. So we timed them.... 30 minutes apart, 13 minutes, 40 minutes, 25 minutes. They were all over the place! The only thing that made me think they COULD BE the real thing was that they were getting more intense. I had to actually stop and breath through these ones! From 3pm to 5pm they were 14 minutes apart... FINALLY some kind of pattern! I called everyone who needed to be called just in case this was the real thing. I still wasn't entirely convinced.

I called up Lizz and told her what was going on. I needed her to take me to the hospital since my mom just got out of the hospital and my dad had left that weekend on a trip to Mexico. She was really excited and was convinced that this was the real thing. To pass the time I made dinner for me, my mom and C. In between making dinner I had to stop to sit down during every contraction. They hurt so bad! Shortly after I finished making dinner Lizz decided to come over. At about 8:30 she convinced me that we should go to the hospital to get checked. Couldn't hurt...

At 9pm I was at the hospital with Lizz by my side. My grandma and grandpa were on their way. When the nurse checked me I was already 7cm!! Holy crap! I was completely surprised by that because my contractions were still about 10 to 14 minutes apart. Hospital policy is that you are not to come in until they're 5 to 10 minutes apart.

They admitted me to the hospital and took me to my labor and delivery room. I told the nurses and doctor that it was my goal to not get the epidural. I wanted to try to do it all natural since I had already made it to 7cm with no help. Shortly after making it to my room my grandparents showed up. After an hour or 2 the contractions were getting closer together and coming on harder and harder! Close to midnight the doctor checked me once again. I was STILL only 7cm. I was gonna go nuts when I heard that!! I thought for SURE I was close to pushing. After that check things started to get really intense. The contractions were getting almost unbearable. My whole body was shaking. I was hot. I was going out of my mind! I BEGGED for the epidural! I kept saying that I couldn't take much more. FINALLY the doctor came in after what seemed like forever... I was shaking even worse... She told me I had 2 choices. I could get my bag of waters ruptured and deliver this baby or I could get the epidural. I wanted the pain over with right then and there so I choose to have the baby! Plus I knew there was no way I could sit still long enough for the epidural to be put in. By the time the bag was ruptured I was 8cm and unfortunately there was meconium in the water...

As soon as my bag was ruptured things moved VERY quickly! Right as the nurse left the room I felt the urge to push... From here things are kinda fuzzy for me. I was out of my mind with pain... I couldn't control the urge to push. I remember my stomach contracted and I felt myself pushing and a gush of water came out. (Ew! lol) I think Lizz and my grandma were freaking out because the nurse wasn't coming back and they weren't answering the call button. After what seemed like forever a ton of people filled the room. I was screaming from the pain. Like screaming on the top of my lungs. My body was pushing the baby out and I couldn't stop myself! The stupid doctor kept yelling at me not to scream, to stop pushing and she kept shoving the baby back inside of me! I guess they were worried about him coming without the pediatrician there. She did this about 5 times. Lizz was ready to kick her ass. lol. They started arguing and I asked them both to stop.

FINALLY I was allowed to push. I think I pushed maybe a total of 5 to 7 times and he was out. As SOON as he was delivered I instantly felt normal again. It was amazing! I felt like super woman. I did it! I did it all on my own! OMG. I just kept saying, 'I did it!' over and over. B had to be cleaned off right after delivery so I didn't get to see him right away like I wanted. Lizz got to cut the remainder of the umbilical cord. (The doctor did the first cut since he had to be rushed over to the table.) While all of this was going on the doctor was stitching me up... taking her sweet time. I swear she did it on purpose!

FINALLY I got to hold my baby! I put him straight to the breast and he he started breastfeeding like a champ. Nothing like C! It was so awesome.

When I was ready to go to my recovery room Lizz (plus her family) and my grandpa went home. My grandma stayed with us.

Ron was updated the entire time, but failed to come to the hospital until B was over 12 hours old. Then he only stayed for about 20 minutes... Doesn't surprise me.

Well, that's my birth story. Nothing like C's, thank goodness. I'll post some updates on B as soon as I can!

Friday, January 2, 2009

Baby and Life Updates


Had my 38 week appointment today and I'm 2-3cm dialated already. Thank goodness all this false labor wasn't for nothing!!! I'm so ready for this pregnancy to be over with. Have another appointment with my midwife on Monday for her to check me again and to sweep my membranes... which will hopefully send me in to labor. I'm hoping I won't make it to my appointment though. I'm praying that I go in to labor on my own sometime tonight or this weekend.

In other life news, Ron just doesn't give up. I think he's going for jerk of the year 2 years in a row! Why in the world I called him to give him my baby update I'll never know... Of course when I called him, his b**** was sitting right next to him in the car and he just had to show off in front of her and be a complete a-hole to me. He had the nerve to tell me, "We'll talk about child support and custody issues later." I was completely confused... What in the world is he talking about? I asked him and he said that he has to lower my child support because he won't be able to sustain a decent living out in South Carolina without lowering it. ??????? Are you kidding me?!?!?! You can rent a studio apartment out there for about $300 - $500 a month!!! He went on to tell me that he wants to get base housing. FOR WHO???? His girlfriend and her son?!?!?! She's stationed in CANADA!!!! JIOFHiengwietniuewh t3w5u93 4itnitjwieji! WTF? OMG I'm just so pissed off and upset right now. Why in the world does he have to do this to me right now. I already have enough to deal with as it is! I'm going to be giving birth some time in the next couple weeks. My mom is getting surgery on the 6th which puts her out of work/complete bed rest for 6 weeks. My step dad just got laid off last week... So basically no one in this house will be bringing much income in other than disability and unemployment. I depend on that child support to put food in my son's belly. Food in my body which will soon be feeding an infant. Clothes on their backs. (C. out grows his clothing and shoes about every 6 months. B. will be growing out of stuff about every 2-3 months!) Gas to put in the car to get everyone to their doctors appointments. Insurance to cover me driving my mom's car....

I'm just so done with him....

I'm tired....

When do I get a break?

When can I stop worrying about him making threats to take away child support or threatening to take the kids from me? I'M SO SICK OF THIS! I just want it to be over with already! =(