So here I am again, on my "lunch break" we'll call it, while the kids are napping. I should probably be cleaning, but it's ok. Laundry and dishes are being washed right now so a small break should be allowed ;)
Anyway! A lot is going on around here. Some good, some bad and some ugly! We won't get into all of that just yet, BUT I want to say I'm just learning so much about life. So much about family as a structure, so much about people, and just so much about me. You know, being a mother truly has made me a better person. I can say that I've always had a good heart, but I let things get the best of me, and let an ugly side of me come out. Hey, I'm not perfect. We have all had our good and bad days, right? Yes. Well Moving here to texas and taking myself out of certain environments has, in my opinion, made me into who I really am. It's brought that "good person" back out of me. Not that it was gone, but it was definitely a bit hidden. I had let myself slip out of ME and into a completely different person. I don't know how else to explain that.
So anyway, I'm just looking at life a lot differently lately. I've learned a TON from my mom since moving here to texas. She has always been a good example, and is just a good person. Period. She always taught me to look for and try to only see the good in people, and to also choose wisely where to put your energy. By that I mean pick and choose your battles. Don't get so worked up over things that don't deserve it, or that you can't change. For example, if someone is being ugly to you, SURE you can get on their level and fight back, or you can just let it go. I've learned to let it go. If something happens in life that you have NO control over, JUST LET IT GO. Getting worked up isn't going to change that situation, so why waste your energy? Don't.
I'm trying to look at things differently, as well. Abraham Lincoln has some pretty great quotes floating around out there. One of my recent fav's is "you can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses." SO PERFECT. Change your perspective. Life opens up so much when you try and find joy in things. The more positive you are, the more you'll be able to welcome positivity into your life :) amen and the end.
On another note, I'm trying to be and eat healthier. I've been having a green smoothie for breakfast in the mornings or a peanut butter banana smoothie which is DELICIOUS and healthy. A few ice cubes, 2 bananas, half(ish) cup of almond milk, tbsp of peanut butter, and a half cup of cooked oatmeal. Try it. Soooo good. I told saia it really tastes like ice cream! He didn't think so, but that's just because the kid eats REAL ice cream daily. Ohh to have the fastest metabolism! What a blessing. Haha. Anyway! So I'm also tryyyyiinngg to fit in a little work out here and there. Ill be honest, it doesn't happen every day that's for sure! It's hard with three kids, but not impossible, so I'm doing the best I can and that's what matters. But just a little note to my future self if you don't mind :
Andie, if you plan to get pregnant ever again, PLEASE remember a few things.
1. Though you're probably craving soda, don't drink it. It'll make you unnecessarily fat and it'll suck to work off after your pregnancy.
2. Though those cookies and little Debbie's cakes DO taste so good... Don't eat them. They will make you fat and it'll suck to work off after your pregnancy.
3. Get your fat pregnant ass up and take a walk. Every. Single. Day. IT'LL MAKE YOU LOOK BETTER AND FEEL BETTER, ESPECIALLY AFTER YOUR PREGNANCY.
Please trust this advice, because its coming from your old large self that is currently trying so hard to get rid of the soda that you drank as well as the cookies and little Debbie's cakes you chose to eat.
SINCERELY,
Me. Well, you. Or I guess, US.
4.15.2013
4.12.2013
Advice
I'm sitting here at the kitchen table, surrounded by two messy children in their booster seats with food half on the tray and half on eir clothes and the floor. The table has two cups with straws, cheezits, a left over syrup bottle from breakfast and a spoon. If my husband came home right now, he'd wonder what the heck I've been doing all day and why this room is such a disaster! Well, honey, I've done 4 loads of laundry; all washed folded/hung and put away. I've cleaned the living room and partially cleaned the bathroom! Sure the kids are a mess but they've had baths, naps and the two meals they should have had by now. Not to mention, the baby was bathed, recently fed and is now sleeping peacefully in his swing. I feel accomplished! Of course my job isn't yet done, but the sun is still shining so I've still got time ;) but for now, this is the only "me" time ill get today, so I'm gonna take it :)
Blogging is kind of relaxing. It's nice to take 10 or so minutes a day to just kind of relax and evaluate your day. Or tell a story. Either works! After all, it is MY time, so I'm going to use it however I wish!
So anyway, a while back a few of my friends who were going to be first time moms asked me for advice on being a mother, what worked for me and what didn't, etc. I was thinking about that today a lot while I was cleaning. First off let me say this, our house isn't always clean, he laundry isn't ALWAYS done, and our meals aren't always the healthiest... HOWEVER.. I do try my hardest. This is my job. I chose this. I chose to be a mother and a wife, it's what I've always wanted, and just as another person in their "dream job", I strive to do the best I can. Sure I don't always succeed, but every little ounce of effort counts. Am I right or am I right? I thought so.
So back to the advice. Rule #1 NEVER fall behind on your family's laundry. Ever. Ok just kidding, because its gonna happen to us all, but at least try not to, because it truly sucks! Remember up there how I said I've done 4 loads? Yeah I'm still not done. I have two more to do. Granted that does include blankets and sheets and such, but still. Rule #2 if you DO get behind on the laundry, and say you begin it but don't fold it right away so it ends up extra wrinkly on your bedroom floor for a day and a half, DON'T worry. Folding it and putting it away isn't really THAT bad. Laundry is kind of like working out. Starting it sucks, but once you're doing it and then finally done, you realize it truly wasn't all that bad, or hard, and didn't take that long. Rule #4 if you don't have more than one child, don't complain about having no time to do anything!!!! Just kidding. This is all just becoming awkwardly funny now, but on a more serious note, with each child I have, I realize how much I can really do in a short amount of time. 2 hours for a nap used to mean me watching the Ellen show, maybe a little prep for dinner and making our bed, ON MY GOOD DAYS. Crazy right? Shooooooooot, NOW a 2 hour nap means cleaning our bedroom, the living room, bathroom, doing laundry, prepping for dinner AND watching Ellen! It's kind of that feeling after you get off the phone with someone who drops that dreaded line "I'm heading that way and just wanted to drop by" ..... So you say "suuuuuure!" In your high pitched fake-as-hell voice, hang up the phone and become a crazy person cleaning everything in sight, knowing you have MAYBE 10 minutes to get the job done, and surprisingly, you do! That's how nap time goes for me. I know if I finish my job early, I can relax. Though most days the second I sit down, I hear someone making noise/waking up.. But that's ok too, because atleast that part of my job is d.o.n.e. mission accomplished.
Sooooo back to the advice? Yeah I really don't have any serious advice other than do what's best for you and what WORKS for you! Some people get up before their kids to get things done, and sure I could do that since my kids sleep till 9:30, but who wants to wake up earlier than they HAVE to? I enjoy my 9ish hours of sleep each night. I am up every 3-4 hours to feed the baby but no complaints there. In my opinion I have it good, and that's something I remind myself of often. Especially when I'm feeling frustrated or discouraged. My days don't always go as planned, and most days I look like a mess until 10 minutes before my husband comes home (or I just look like a mess. All.day.long) BUT I have three happy healthy children who have all the love and support in the world! I have a hard working husband who I know loves me and would do anything for our family, and THAT to me is what life is all about. Not counting the good times, but making each good time count ;)
Blogging is kind of relaxing. It's nice to take 10 or so minutes a day to just kind of relax and evaluate your day. Or tell a story. Either works! After all, it is MY time, so I'm going to use it however I wish!
So anyway, a while back a few of my friends who were going to be first time moms asked me for advice on being a mother, what worked for me and what didn't, etc. I was thinking about that today a lot while I was cleaning. First off let me say this, our house isn't always clean, he laundry isn't ALWAYS done, and our meals aren't always the healthiest... HOWEVER.. I do try my hardest. This is my job. I chose this. I chose to be a mother and a wife, it's what I've always wanted, and just as another person in their "dream job", I strive to do the best I can. Sure I don't always succeed, but every little ounce of effort counts. Am I right or am I right? I thought so.
So back to the advice. Rule #1 NEVER fall behind on your family's laundry. Ever. Ok just kidding, because its gonna happen to us all, but at least try not to, because it truly sucks! Remember up there how I said I've done 4 loads? Yeah I'm still not done. I have two more to do. Granted that does include blankets and sheets and such, but still. Rule #2 if you DO get behind on the laundry, and say you begin it but don't fold it right away so it ends up extra wrinkly on your bedroom floor for a day and a half, DON'T worry. Folding it and putting it away isn't really THAT bad. Laundry is kind of like working out. Starting it sucks, but once you're doing it and then finally done, you realize it truly wasn't all that bad, or hard, and didn't take that long. Rule #4 if you don't have more than one child, don't complain about having no time to do anything!!!! Just kidding. This is all just becoming awkwardly funny now, but on a more serious note, with each child I have, I realize how much I can really do in a short amount of time. 2 hours for a nap used to mean me watching the Ellen show, maybe a little prep for dinner and making our bed, ON MY GOOD DAYS. Crazy right? Shooooooooot, NOW a 2 hour nap means cleaning our bedroom, the living room, bathroom, doing laundry, prepping for dinner AND watching Ellen! It's kind of that feeling after you get off the phone with someone who drops that dreaded line "I'm heading that way and just wanted to drop by" ..... So you say "suuuuuure!" In your high pitched fake-as-hell voice, hang up the phone and become a crazy person cleaning everything in sight, knowing you have MAYBE 10 minutes to get the job done, and surprisingly, you do! That's how nap time goes for me. I know if I finish my job early, I can relax. Though most days the second I sit down, I hear someone making noise/waking up.. But that's ok too, because atleast that part of my job is d.o.n.e. mission accomplished.
Sooooo back to the advice? Yeah I really don't have any serious advice other than do what's best for you and what WORKS for you! Some people get up before their kids to get things done, and sure I could do that since my kids sleep till 9:30, but who wants to wake up earlier than they HAVE to? I enjoy my 9ish hours of sleep each night. I am up every 3-4 hours to feed the baby but no complaints there. In my opinion I have it good, and that's something I remind myself of often. Especially when I'm feeling frustrated or discouraged. My days don't always go as planned, and most days I look like a mess until 10 minutes before my husband comes home (or I just look like a mess. All.day.long) BUT I have three happy healthy children who have all the love and support in the world! I have a hard working husband who I know loves me and would do anything for our family, and THAT to me is what life is all about. Not counting the good times, but making each good time count ;)
4.05.2013
How did I get here?
Have you ever had that thought? How did I get to where I am today? It's not really a literal question, as if I feel someone dropped me into this life that I didn't have before, but more of a whoa, look at my life type thing. As saia and I sat at the dinner table last night, I asked him if he could believe that we are where we are today. We were sitting with lyric and Luve and baby vita was in his swing. He said "yeah, and I love it!" Perrrrrrfect answer, my darling. Haha but truly it's just crazy where we are today. We have surely come such a long way and have grown so very much. Love and dedication are to thank, as well as The Lord. We have made our fair share of mistakes, but The Lord knows our hearts and have helped us get to where we are today. If someone had asked me the year lyric was born where I saw my life in 3 years, I would have truly never expected it would be here. I would have answered with every detail of my life now had they asked where I WISH to be or WANT to be in three years. That goes to show you can have whatever you want. I'm truly so blessed, and so happy in my life. We have these three perfect little blessings, and a happy marriage! We're not perfect but we are perfect together and aaaaaanyone who has a problem with that can kiss my big fat ass. Haha but really. I'm happy, Saia is happy and our kids are the happiest out there! Life is great.
Ok part of that last statement was false. My poor Luve is NOT happy. He's struggling! Poor guys lips have been swollen for three days now and he has a rash al over his legs! We were at the drs yesterday for his 1yr check up and vita's newborn check up. The dr said the rash is just irritated skin. The ONLY thing I can think of that has changed is at I've been putting the color fizzy bath things in their bath water. They got som from the Easter bunny and maybe his skin just doesn't like it? It might not even be that, but that's the only thing I could come up with. In other news, he's still having a hard time adjusting to the new baby. He's still not a fan of him, and I truly can't wait for the day that they will be In the same room together and I won't have to worry about Luve pinching poking or hitting him! Oh what a dream ;)
So other than my poor boog having a hard time, life is grand. Vita is a little over two weeks old and is conquering the world already! Talking, running around and eating pizza. Ok I kid. However he is still a fantastic sleeper and eater! What more could we ask for? Oh, his one fault...... He kid has peed on me more times than lyric and Luve EVER did, combined. He's peed on lyric once too, so now each time I go to change his diaper, she runs and says "careful of the water mommy!" Lol it's hilarious. That dang water, gets us every time! ;)
Ok, so there is One thing I haven't mentioned that I wanted to hold off on until I got final results. But now they are here! Our baby Vita failed his first in hospital hearing test the day he was born. He passed his right ear but failed his left. I was assured it was probably just liquid in the ear, or due to him moving around so much. I was told to come back within 5-10 days to have him retested. Though I've heard lots of stories of this kind of thing happening, I was still a little worried. So after a week and a half I brought him back in for the retest. I was told if he fails, we will be referred to an audiologist to see what was going on. I was sure he'd pass! As the test went on for about 20 minutes, I watched the percentages go up and down. As it neared the end, I knew he wasn't going to pass. I immediately felt the tears coming to my eyes but tried SO hard to hold them back until I left the hospital. The nurse that helped me gave me the card with the # to call if someone hadn't contacted me by Friday, so I could set up an appointment. As I left the room out to my car, the tears just started to fall. I looked at my perfect boy and asked myself if this was real, and if it was, how will I prepare myself to deal with this, forever. I got home and told saia, and he assured me everything would be ok and for me to pray. He's just great. So comforting, and I love him for it. Anyway, the next two days until his drs appt I made all kinds of noises to see if he would react to them. Some he did, some he didn't. I was sure he could at least hear a little, which was comforting. Anyway, yesterday at his drs appointment I let our pediatrician know about his hearing results and asked if he could check if there was maybe fluid in his ears. He said they actually had the testing machine there and I didn't need to go to the audiologist. They tested him and he can hear perfectly from both ears. I felt such a strong release of built up worry and confusion. Thaaaaank The Lord. Truly. We are blessed. Three happy healthy children who are perfect in our eyes.
Ok part of that last statement was false. My poor Luve is NOT happy. He's struggling! Poor guys lips have been swollen for three days now and he has a rash al over his legs! We were at the drs yesterday for his 1yr check up and vita's newborn check up. The dr said the rash is just irritated skin. The ONLY thing I can think of that has changed is at I've been putting the color fizzy bath things in their bath water. They got som from the Easter bunny and maybe his skin just doesn't like it? It might not even be that, but that's the only thing I could come up with. In other news, he's still having a hard time adjusting to the new baby. He's still not a fan of him, and I truly can't wait for the day that they will be In the same room together and I won't have to worry about Luve pinching poking or hitting him! Oh what a dream ;)
So other than my poor boog having a hard time, life is grand. Vita is a little over two weeks old and is conquering the world already! Talking, running around and eating pizza. Ok I kid. However he is still a fantastic sleeper and eater! What more could we ask for? Oh, his one fault...... He kid has peed on me more times than lyric and Luve EVER did, combined. He's peed on lyric once too, so now each time I go to change his diaper, she runs and says "careful of the water mommy!" Lol it's hilarious. That dang water, gets us every time! ;)
Ok, so there is One thing I haven't mentioned that I wanted to hold off on until I got final results. But now they are here! Our baby Vita failed his first in hospital hearing test the day he was born. He passed his right ear but failed his left. I was assured it was probably just liquid in the ear, or due to him moving around so much. I was told to come back within 5-10 days to have him retested. Though I've heard lots of stories of this kind of thing happening, I was still a little worried. So after a week and a half I brought him back in for the retest. I was told if he fails, we will be referred to an audiologist to see what was going on. I was sure he'd pass! As the test went on for about 20 minutes, I watched the percentages go up and down. As it neared the end, I knew he wasn't going to pass. I immediately felt the tears coming to my eyes but tried SO hard to hold them back until I left the hospital. The nurse that helped me gave me the card with the # to call if someone hadn't contacted me by Friday, so I could set up an appointment. As I left the room out to my car, the tears just started to fall. I looked at my perfect boy and asked myself if this was real, and if it was, how will I prepare myself to deal with this, forever. I got home and told saia, and he assured me everything would be ok and for me to pray. He's just great. So comforting, and I love him for it. Anyway, the next two days until his drs appt I made all kinds of noises to see if he would react to them. Some he did, some he didn't. I was sure he could at least hear a little, which was comforting. Anyway, yesterday at his drs appointment I let our pediatrician know about his hearing results and asked if he could check if there was maybe fluid in his ears. He said they actually had the testing machine there and I didn't need to go to the audiologist. They tested him and he can hear perfectly from both ears. I felt such a strong release of built up worry and confusion. Thaaaaank The Lord. Truly. We are blessed. Three happy healthy children who are perfect in our eyes.
3.26.2013
Life with three
My name is Andrea Vainuku, and I am a mother of three.
What?? I am still adjusting to the sound of it. Still getting used to someone asking "is this your first?" And replying with "no, he is my third" :) HOWEVER, I must say, life is GOOD! Adding another child to your family is always a little nerve wracking, and has you wondering how life will change, but it's actually been rather smooth for me! Baby Vita is one week old today, and though I clearly remember life before he was born, I cannot imagine life now without him. He's still as perfect as he was one week ago today when they placed him in my arms. He nurses like a champ and is so easy going. He sleeps GREAT, and unlike my other two, he loves being swaddled. As much as I wished during my pregnancy that he was a girl, I am now so grateful he's not. He's just so cute and perfect, and no one could tell me otherwise.
As I said, adjusting has been way easier than I thought it would be. Vita and I got home from the hospital Wednesday, and Saia left town early Friday morning. For FOUR days. Though I was fine with him going, I was so scared at the same time. I had a million scenarios going through my head of getting nothing done, him coming home to the house a DISASTER, etc. I cried the whole way home from the airport. How was I going to take care of three kids? And Alone? Well let's just say it was NOTHING like I expected. Though the kids and I missed him terribly, things actually went fairly smoothly! Not only that, but I had time to clean! I deep cleaned the bathroom and our room as well. Lundry done! He came home to a clean kitchen, too. I am so impressed with myself, haha. All of that done with a two year old, one year old and newborn. Yes, I am superwoman, or that's at least how I felt.
Saia, by the way, was in Chicago for a rugby game. That kid is always going fun places, I swear! I'm glad, though, because he is truly such a hard worker, so when he has trips that he's able to take, I love for him to go and enjoy himself. He deserves it. He returned home late last night and though the kids haven't seen him yet, I know they will be SO excited when he's home from working today. Lyric always asks for daddy morning noon and night. She's such a daddy's girl.. And I love it!
Anyway, it's time I wrap this up. I have a peacefully sleeping baby in his swing and two crazy ratchet children who are in their beds SUPPOSED to be napping, but all they're doing is laughing and talking back and forth. Who could complain? I've had about 30 minutes so far to myself. Tv is off and I'm just enjoying everything around me. LIFE. IS. GOOD.
What?? I am still adjusting to the sound of it. Still getting used to someone asking "is this your first?" And replying with "no, he is my third" :) HOWEVER, I must say, life is GOOD! Adding another child to your family is always a little nerve wracking, and has you wondering how life will change, but it's actually been rather smooth for me! Baby Vita is one week old today, and though I clearly remember life before he was born, I cannot imagine life now without him. He's still as perfect as he was one week ago today when they placed him in my arms. He nurses like a champ and is so easy going. He sleeps GREAT, and unlike my other two, he loves being swaddled. As much as I wished during my pregnancy that he was a girl, I am now so grateful he's not. He's just so cute and perfect, and no one could tell me otherwise.
As I said, adjusting has been way easier than I thought it would be. Vita and I got home from the hospital Wednesday, and Saia left town early Friday morning. For FOUR days. Though I was fine with him going, I was so scared at the same time. I had a million scenarios going through my head of getting nothing done, him coming home to the house a DISASTER, etc. I cried the whole way home from the airport. How was I going to take care of three kids? And Alone? Well let's just say it was NOTHING like I expected. Though the kids and I missed him terribly, things actually went fairly smoothly! Not only that, but I had time to clean! I deep cleaned the bathroom and our room as well. Lundry done! He came home to a clean kitchen, too. I am so impressed with myself, haha. All of that done with a two year old, one year old and newborn. Yes, I am superwoman, or that's at least how I felt.
Saia, by the way, was in Chicago for a rugby game. That kid is always going fun places, I swear! I'm glad, though, because he is truly such a hard worker, so when he has trips that he's able to take, I love for him to go and enjoy himself. He deserves it. He returned home late last night and though the kids haven't seen him yet, I know they will be SO excited when he's home from working today. Lyric always asks for daddy morning noon and night. She's such a daddy's girl.. And I love it!
Anyway, it's time I wrap this up. I have a peacefully sleeping baby in his swing and two crazy ratchet children who are in their beds SUPPOSED to be napping, but all they're doing is laughing and talking back and forth. Who could complain? I've had about 30 minutes so far to myself. Tv is off and I'm just enjoying everything around me. LIFE. IS. GOOD.
3.25.2013
I got my trash kicked!
3/19/13
So here I am, sitting in a hospital bed with a perfect, brand new baby by my side :) I keep thinking "wow, he is finally here!" I am absolutely in love with him. He makes up for the hell I went through last night and this morning, though its something I won't forget for a long long time. Lets just call it the perfect birth control because I by NO means want to go through all of that again!
Anyway, yesterday I had my drs appt at 1:45. I actually saw a nurse practitioner instead of my dr, but that was fine. She was extremely sweet. She checked my cervix and let me know I was a loose 4. Cool! Up one cm from last week. I then asked her to strip my membranes and lets just say she did a great job! If it wasn't for that uncomfortable procedure, I'm almost positive I'd still be home and pregnant right now. After the appt my mom and I took the kids to the park to walk around and hopefully get things started! It totally worked. It was a fun day at the park with the kids and pretty much as soon as I got home, the contractions began. Nothing painful or consistent, it just got uncomfortable here and there. Anyway by 9 I was noticing they were 6 minutes apart, then eventually about 4. Saia and I showered then headed for the hospital. Poor guy was so tired from work! As soon as we got into my l&d room, he was on the couch wrapped up in his blanket and O.U.T. He did at least let me know to wake him up if I needed him. Anyway, I was having regular contractions monitored at 5 min apart, but my cervix wasn't dilating anymore than a 4. The nurse spoke with my dr who decided to keep me there, because he was sure I was just in early labor, AND considering how fast my last labor and delivery was, they didn't want to send me home in fear I'd have the baby there. Anyway! So I closed my eyes and got as much sleep as I could. Because I had my other two at around 3:30, I was hoping for the same with this one. Well, clearly he wasn't ready but by about 6, I could tell I'd progressed. My contractions were really uncomfortable and I was having to breathe slowly through them. I asked for some pain medicine and whatever it was they gave me I did NOT like. Sure it helped with pain for the first 20 minutes, but then just left me feeling SO drugged to where all I could do was fall asleep! I'd be mid sentence with the nurse, then fall asleep out of no where. The drug started with a D I believe, and didn't wear off until HOURS after delivery. I had the same thing with lyric and definitely won't be going that route again!
So anyway, around 7-8 my dr came in and broke my water. I was already 8cm. I had asked about the epidural and they assured me that I'd have time to get it before delivering. The contractions sped up and intensified big time. I knew that the epidural wasn't going to kick in before I had this baby, but I thought I'd just have a little faith in the nurses words. FAITH MY ASS. I got the epidural, and though it numbed my legs completely, I felt everything from the groin area up... Which hello that's where I'd be feeling it anyway, even without that epidural. WORST PAIN OF MY LIFE. I wanted to cry and scream but could do neither. I just wanted to escape so badly. Saia was looking at me clueless as to what to do, and obviously there was nothing. I was being touched and moved by the nurses and though I stuck in a please when I said don't touch me, it was clear I wasn't a happy camper! I told the anesthesiologist that it wasn't working and he said he'd try and move it so I'd feel it working in that area. Well at that time I was getting another contraction, and he was trying to have me lean over. OUCH. I squeezed out "wait....." And he didn't listen. Then sternly I remember saying WAIT. PLEASE. Because it was just too much to bear at that point. I felt bad for feeling so ugly towards him, but at the same time I was hurting. Also, I'm sure things that are a lot worse have been yelled at him before haha.
After another failed attempt of fixing the epidural, it was time to push. Between the D drug that had me falling asleep and my legs that were BEYOND numb, I felt I had no energy to push and it started scaring me. I was truly having flashbacks of feeling the same way before being told I had to c section with lyric. It was 8:45am and I started thinking of lyric and Luve at home, who would be waking up shortly. I HAD to do this. For me, and for them. I couldn't be away from them for 3 days in the hospital. I missed them already. After 13 minutes, 4 long pushes and lots of "he's right there, and has tons of hair!" Speeches, he was out. I've never felt such relief. The pain instantly started to disappear. They laid him on my stomach after suctioning his nose and mouth and had saia cut the cord. He was all slimy and bloody but still so cute. I couldn't wait for the nurses to wash him off so I could really see him. He was born at 9am even, weighing 8lb and 21" long. He looked JUST like lyric as a newborn. We love him.
So here I am, sitting in a hospital bed with a perfect, brand new baby by my side :) I keep thinking "wow, he is finally here!" I am absolutely in love with him. He makes up for the hell I went through last night and this morning, though its something I won't forget for a long long time. Lets just call it the perfect birth control because I by NO means want to go through all of that again!
Anyway, yesterday I had my drs appt at 1:45. I actually saw a nurse practitioner instead of my dr, but that was fine. She was extremely sweet. She checked my cervix and let me know I was a loose 4. Cool! Up one cm from last week. I then asked her to strip my membranes and lets just say she did a great job! If it wasn't for that uncomfortable procedure, I'm almost positive I'd still be home and pregnant right now. After the appt my mom and I took the kids to the park to walk around and hopefully get things started! It totally worked. It was a fun day at the park with the kids and pretty much as soon as I got home, the contractions began. Nothing painful or consistent, it just got uncomfortable here and there. Anyway by 9 I was noticing they were 6 minutes apart, then eventually about 4. Saia and I showered then headed for the hospital. Poor guy was so tired from work! As soon as we got into my l&d room, he was on the couch wrapped up in his blanket and O.U.T. He did at least let me know to wake him up if I needed him. Anyway, I was having regular contractions monitored at 5 min apart, but my cervix wasn't dilating anymore than a 4. The nurse spoke with my dr who decided to keep me there, because he was sure I was just in early labor, AND considering how fast my last labor and delivery was, they didn't want to send me home in fear I'd have the baby there. Anyway! So I closed my eyes and got as much sleep as I could. Because I had my other two at around 3:30, I was hoping for the same with this one. Well, clearly he wasn't ready but by about 6, I could tell I'd progressed. My contractions were really uncomfortable and I was having to breathe slowly through them. I asked for some pain medicine and whatever it was they gave me I did NOT like. Sure it helped with pain for the first 20 minutes, but then just left me feeling SO drugged to where all I could do was fall asleep! I'd be mid sentence with the nurse, then fall asleep out of no where. The drug started with a D I believe, and didn't wear off until HOURS after delivery. I had the same thing with lyric and definitely won't be going that route again!
So anyway, around 7-8 my dr came in and broke my water. I was already 8cm. I had asked about the epidural and they assured me that I'd have time to get it before delivering. The contractions sped up and intensified big time. I knew that the epidural wasn't going to kick in before I had this baby, but I thought I'd just have a little faith in the nurses words. FAITH MY ASS. I got the epidural, and though it numbed my legs completely, I felt everything from the groin area up... Which hello that's where I'd be feeling it anyway, even without that epidural. WORST PAIN OF MY LIFE. I wanted to cry and scream but could do neither. I just wanted to escape so badly. Saia was looking at me clueless as to what to do, and obviously there was nothing. I was being touched and moved by the nurses and though I stuck in a please when I said don't touch me, it was clear I wasn't a happy camper! I told the anesthesiologist that it wasn't working and he said he'd try and move it so I'd feel it working in that area. Well at that time I was getting another contraction, and he was trying to have me lean over. OUCH. I squeezed out "wait....." And he didn't listen. Then sternly I remember saying WAIT. PLEASE. Because it was just too much to bear at that point. I felt bad for feeling so ugly towards him, but at the same time I was hurting. Also, I'm sure things that are a lot worse have been yelled at him before haha.
After another failed attempt of fixing the epidural, it was time to push. Between the D drug that had me falling asleep and my legs that were BEYOND numb, I felt I had no energy to push and it started scaring me. I was truly having flashbacks of feeling the same way before being told I had to c section with lyric. It was 8:45am and I started thinking of lyric and Luve at home, who would be waking up shortly. I HAD to do this. For me, and for them. I couldn't be away from them for 3 days in the hospital. I missed them already. After 13 minutes, 4 long pushes and lots of "he's right there, and has tons of hair!" Speeches, he was out. I've never felt such relief. The pain instantly started to disappear. They laid him on my stomach after suctioning his nose and mouth and had saia cut the cord. He was all slimy and bloody but still so cute. I couldn't wait for the nurses to wash him off so I could really see him. He was born at 9am even, weighing 8lb and 21" long. He looked JUST like lyric as a newborn. We love him.
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