And here's the rest of the story.
...Just after 3:30am, the midwife came in and declared me a 10. Daddy called your grandparents and Auntie May May into the room for the action. I pushed for 30 minutes--the last 10 of which I had bad hiccups that interrupted my pushing--and you entered our world at 4:10am with a full head of hair and a strong pair of lungs! And Grandma Lety had the honor of cutting the cord. For the most part, a wonderful experience.
My sweet, Troy, I can't explain how you have changed my life. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I am so happy to celebrate you today. You are walking, saying a word here and there when you want to, playing pat-a-cake and peek-a-boo, behaving very well at day care (by not touching the tile), playing catch with whoever wants to play, and drumming on anything and everything. You are amazing and I'm in awe of you.
Thank you for letting me be your mommy.
LOVE you, Baby.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Monday, September 15, 2014
One Year Ago
A year ago today I was in the hospital, wondering how long it was going to be before I got to meet you. I woke up at 4:30 in the morning with my first contraction. It took a long time for the next one to come, but pretty soon they were coming regularly. I made sure to eat a bowl of cereal late in the morning, because someone told me that once I get there, I would likely not be able to eat. So, checked food off the list! Then I got ready like I would on any other Sunday: took a shower, styled my hair, and put on make up.
By 11:40am, contractions were 5 mins apart and getting more intense. I called Labor and Delivery and they told me I should probably make my way to the hospital. We checked in to triage at 12:30pm, where I wasn't even examined until 1:40pm. I was 3cm and 90% effaced. They wouldn't admit me until I was 4cm, so they stripped my membranes--holy ouch--and had me walk the halls for a while. I was already in so much pain and miserable, I was dreading the rest of the process. I couldn't relax through my contractions at all.
A little after 4pm, they finally checked me again and I was 4cm, so they officially admitted me. As soon as I was in the bed, I requested an epidural. To HECK with that pain, Man. No way. Anyway, once I settled down and couldn't feel my legs, I was a much happier camper...until the midwife told me my labor had stalled. Since I had been sitting at 4cm for a while, she mentioned pitocin. I was totally against it at first, so she left me alone for another hour and my water finally broke. She came in to check and said she still felt a water bag in there, so she used a hooked tool to break the rest of the bag. Weird.
After slow dilation (and some major tummy troubles), I stalled again at 7cm for another couple hours, so I finally agreed to accept a small dose of pitocin. I tried to catch up on some rest while it did its thing...
And I'll finish the rest tomorrow, on your birthday.
Love you, Baby!
By 11:40am, contractions were 5 mins apart and getting more intense. I called Labor and Delivery and they told me I should probably make my way to the hospital. We checked in to triage at 12:30pm, where I wasn't even examined until 1:40pm. I was 3cm and 90% effaced. They wouldn't admit me until I was 4cm, so they stripped my membranes--holy ouch--and had me walk the halls for a while. I was already in so much pain and miserable, I was dreading the rest of the process. I couldn't relax through my contractions at all.
A little after 4pm, they finally checked me again and I was 4cm, so they officially admitted me. As soon as I was in the bed, I requested an epidural. To HECK with that pain, Man. No way. Anyway, once I settled down and couldn't feel my legs, I was a much happier camper...until the midwife told me my labor had stalled. Since I had been sitting at 4cm for a while, she mentioned pitocin. I was totally against it at first, so she left me alone for another hour and my water finally broke. She came in to check and said she still felt a water bag in there, so she used a hooked tool to break the rest of the bag. Weird.
After slow dilation (and some major tummy troubles), I stalled again at 7cm for another couple hours, so I finally agreed to accept a small dose of pitocin. I tried to catch up on some rest while it did its thing...
And I'll finish the rest tomorrow, on your birthday.
Love you, Baby!
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Walking Like a Pro
Quick update on your walking progress:
Yesterday, you started showing a lot more confidence in your walking abilities. And today, you've walked across the front room several times. Seems like it's just what you do now!
Love you, Baby!
Yesterday, you started showing a lot more confidence in your walking abilities. And today, you've walked across the front room several times. Seems like it's just what you do now!
Love you, Baby!
Monday, September 1, 2014
Massage
This is just a short one, but I HAD to share.
This morning, I sat down at Daddy's feet while he sat in a chair so that he could massage my sore shoulders for a minute. I was holding you in my lap at the time. After he was done, I put you down and went over to my laptop, which was on the couch. I sat down in front of it to do some work, and you came over to me. You stood up behind me and I thought you were maybe playing with my hair or my t-shirt, but Daddy pointed out that it looked like you were trying to massage my shoulders, just like he had done. He said you weren't really playing with anything, just kinda patting/rubbing my back.
SO. SWEET.
Love you, Baby!
This morning, I sat down at Daddy's feet while he sat in a chair so that he could massage my sore shoulders for a minute. I was holding you in my lap at the time. After he was done, I put you down and went over to my laptop, which was on the couch. I sat down in front of it to do some work, and you came over to me. You stood up behind me and I thought you were maybe playing with my hair or my t-shirt, but Daddy pointed out that it looked like you were trying to massage my shoulders, just like he had done. He said you weren't really playing with anything, just kinda patting/rubbing my back.
SO. SWEET.
Love you, Baby!
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