Kynlee didn't think much of the place as you can see;
and Kallen had to show off his new "cheese" face every time I tried to get a cute picture of him playing!
Monday, July 30, 2007
Just Another Day at the Park!
With today's 80 degree weather, and the bright beautiful sun...Kallen, Kynlee and I decided to head to the park!
Kynlee didn't think much of the place as you can see;
and Kallen had to show off his new "cheese" face every time I tried to get a cute picture of him playing!
Kynlee didn't think much of the place as you can see;
and Kallen had to show off his new "cheese" face every time I tried to get a cute picture of him playing!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
The Concrete Won!
Well, now that I've finished sharing Kynlee's birth story with you all, I can get back to the day to day happenings around our humble abode!
Lately bumps, bruises and tears seem to be what I'm mending around here, so I'll have to tell you about our little "Evil Knievel". We were at a MOPS family barbecue last Tuesday, having quite the time I might add, since it was one of our first outings as a family of 4. Well, leave it to Kallen to change the dynamics of the event. We were all sitting down eating some delicious BBQ ribs and chatting with the other kiddos and parents. Kallen was finished with his dinner, and just wanted to run around! Fine, no big deal! We were in a little barn like structure with lots of doors, windows, stairs and ramps for the kids to play on! Kallen was doing great, until he came across some concrete stairs that were kind of camouflaged! I guess he decided to take these stairs "head on" literally, and the stairs won. No one really saw the event...we just heard major screaming, and looked over to find Kallen face down on the concrete, and his feet two stairs up!
Oh man...the blood was pouring down his face, he was in so much pain, and mostly scared, that he hardly let us touch his "owie" to clean it up and assess the damage. We finally got him cleaned up and this is what he was left with. Permanent scars on his poor face are inevitable...Such a boy!!!
Then yesterday we were at the doctor for Kynlee's two week check up, and while we were waiting for the nurse to come in and take blood for a PKU test, Kallen fell off a chair and hit his ear. The poor guys ear swelled up so bad I thought it was going to "pop". Okay, not really...but it sure looked bad.
If that wasn't enough to happen to the little guy...some friends were over yesterday, and as they were leaving they picked Kallen up to say goodbye. He didn't have very good hold on Kallen, and as he was setting him back down on the sidewalk...he dropped him. Yep...Kallen couldn't get his feet down fast enough, and fell right on his back on the concrete sidewalk! Okay, more tears. After that, Kallen basically ran right to his bed as if to say...let me go to bed so nothing else happens to me today!
Lately bumps, bruises and tears seem to be what I'm mending around here, so I'll have to tell you about our little "Evil Knievel". We were at a MOPS family barbecue last Tuesday, having quite the time I might add, since it was one of our first outings as a family of 4. Well, leave it to Kallen to change the dynamics of the event. We were all sitting down eating some delicious BBQ ribs and chatting with the other kiddos and parents. Kallen was finished with his dinner, and just wanted to run around! Fine, no big deal! We were in a little barn like structure with lots of doors, windows, stairs and ramps for the kids to play on! Kallen was doing great, until he came across some concrete stairs that were kind of camouflaged! I guess he decided to take these stairs "head on" literally, and the stairs won. No one really saw the event...we just heard major screaming, and looked over to find Kallen face down on the concrete, and his feet two stairs up!
Oh man...the blood was pouring down his face, he was in so much pain, and mostly scared, that he hardly let us touch his "owie" to clean it up and assess the damage. We finally got him cleaned up and this is what he was left with. Permanent scars on his poor face are inevitable...Such a boy!!!
Then yesterday we were at the doctor for Kynlee's two week check up, and while we were waiting for the nurse to come in and take blood for a PKU test, Kallen fell off a chair and hit his ear. The poor guys ear swelled up so bad I thought it was going to "pop". Okay, not really...but it sure looked bad.
If that wasn't enough to happen to the little guy...some friends were over yesterday, and as they were leaving they picked Kallen up to say goodbye. He didn't have very good hold on Kallen, and as he was setting him back down on the sidewalk...he dropped him. Yep...Kallen couldn't get his feet down fast enough, and fell right on his back on the concrete sidewalk! Okay, more tears. After that, Kallen basically ran right to his bed as if to say...let me go to bed so nothing else happens to me today!
Friday, July 20, 2007
A Little Dose of Hormones
The original plan was that Kevin would bring Kallen up to the hospital around 12:00, Kynlee and I would be discharged, and we'd all head home as a family! I woke up, took a shower, and got things ready to leave...That was until the pediatrician came in to do his discharge check on Kynlee.
After checking her out, and looking over her charts, he felt that something just wasn't right. He ordered an x-ray of her chest to rule out infection, and requested a urine analysis to rule out a Urinary Tract Infection. He wouldn't sign her out, until those things came up clear. Now I was getting antsy. They did the x-ray, it came up clear, and now we had to wait for our little angel to give them a urine sample. We were told we could go home early morning, but now that we had to wait, there was no guarantee what time we could go home.
That is where it all began...but the method of acquiring the urine is what "set me off". They place (with tape the strength of duct tape) a bag on the babies "private" area to catch the urine. Fine, not pleasant, but if it helps get us out of the hospital, I'm game. Well...the original nurse who put it one, placed it a little too far back, and when Kynlee had a bowel movement, it compromised the sample. They ripped, and I mean ripped it off, said "well, it looks like we'll have to wait longer", and proceeded to place another bag on her. At that point, my hormones took over, and the tears began streaming down my face. Any and everything the nurses said to me made me cry, and I couldn't talk to anyone without completely loosing it! Wow...I didn't see that coming!
At this point, we were still getting ready to be discharged, we were just waiting for a little pee...until the nurse came in and said that the pediatrician had just called and wanted Kynlee to stay another 24 hours. WHAT??? I turned to Kevin, and totally lost it. How could they get my hopes up, tell me we were going home and that everything was okay, then drop a bomb on me that we needed to stay yet another night.
We were told we could be in a "family" room, were it was basically like a hotel...but they could still keep an eye on the baby. Kallen would be able to stay with us, and we could come and go from the hospital as we wished. Not exactly like being home, but at least I got to be with my little boy, and they weren't poking and prodding me every couple of hours.
Okay...now I'll spare you a couple hours of details (finally you're thinking) and jump right into the fact that Kynlee's new nursery nurse was a God send, who did everything in her power to get us home that night. After several blood tests, and a long respiratory check, she felt that Kynlee looked GREAT! She wasn't exactly sure what the doctor was concerned with, and made a phone call to him on our behalf. About and hour later that angel nurse walked into our room, and asked if I would like to sleep in my own bed, with my precious baby girl by my side. I could have cried...I didn't however, cause all my tears had already been cried out!!!
Well...That was that! The nurse discharged Kynlee, and we were on our way home! Finally!!!
After checking her out, and looking over her charts, he felt that something just wasn't right. He ordered an x-ray of her chest to rule out infection, and requested a urine analysis to rule out a Urinary Tract Infection. He wouldn't sign her out, until those things came up clear. Now I was getting antsy. They did the x-ray, it came up clear, and now we had to wait for our little angel to give them a urine sample. We were told we could go home early morning, but now that we had to wait, there was no guarantee what time we could go home.
That is where it all began...but the method of acquiring the urine is what "set me off". They place (with tape the strength of duct tape) a bag on the babies "private" area to catch the urine. Fine, not pleasant, but if it helps get us out of the hospital, I'm game. Well...the original nurse who put it one, placed it a little too far back, and when Kynlee had a bowel movement, it compromised the sample. They ripped, and I mean ripped it off, said "well, it looks like we'll have to wait longer", and proceeded to place another bag on her. At that point, my hormones took over, and the tears began streaming down my face. Any and everything the nurses said to me made me cry, and I couldn't talk to anyone without completely loosing it! Wow...I didn't see that coming!
At this point, we were still getting ready to be discharged, we were just waiting for a little pee...until the nurse came in and said that the pediatrician had just called and wanted Kynlee to stay another 24 hours. WHAT??? I turned to Kevin, and totally lost it. How could they get my hopes up, tell me we were going home and that everything was okay, then drop a bomb on me that we needed to stay yet another night.
We were told we could be in a "family" room, were it was basically like a hotel...but they could still keep an eye on the baby. Kallen would be able to stay with us, and we could come and go from the hospital as we wished. Not exactly like being home, but at least I got to be with my little boy, and they weren't poking and prodding me every couple of hours.
Okay...now I'll spare you a couple hours of details (finally you're thinking) and jump right into the fact that Kynlee's new nursery nurse was a God send, who did everything in her power to get us home that night. After several blood tests, and a long respiratory check, she felt that Kynlee looked GREAT! She wasn't exactly sure what the doctor was concerned with, and made a phone call to him on our behalf. About and hour later that angel nurse walked into our room, and asked if I would like to sleep in my own bed, with my precious baby girl by my side. I could have cried...I didn't however, cause all my tears had already been cried out!!!
Well...That was that! The nurse discharged Kynlee, and we were on our way home! Finally!!!
A Little of This, and a Little of That
After whisking our daughter off to the nursery, the doctors determined that my blood pressure was higher than they like to see, and that it only seemed to be climbing. They put me on a Magnesium Sulfate IV drip in hopes to "flush" out my system and bring down the blood pressure. The magnesium made me feel week, groggy, and all around crappy! I have never had high blood pressure in my life, so the news was quite a shock!
Due to the magnesium, and my level of instability, the doctors and nurses ordered to keep me in labor and delivery for another 12 -24 hours. They limited my visitors, kept lights and noise to a minimum, and continued to check my vitals every hour! Let me tell you how much fun that was!
In the meantime, Kynlee was checked out in the nursery, and released back to our room...Thank you Lord! They still felt that her respiration's were high, and they wanted to keep an eye on her, but the immediate "threat" seemed to be gone!!!
We spent the rest of that day, and into the next morning in Labor and Delivery, before they released us to the post-partum area of the hospital. The magnesium worked, and brought my blood pressure down to a safe level. Kynlee was able to join us in our room, and all was well! At this point, I was going "stir crazy" from being so confined in the hospital, that all I wanted to do was head home and be a family. The doctors were still watching my blood pressure, and unsure why Kynlee was still breathing so heavy, so our request was denied. We were cleared to go home the next morning, but not before! Oh well...I can live with that!
Kevin stayed home with Kallen that night, and Kynlee and I had our first mother daughter, overnight "date". Things went great! It wasn't until the next morning that things began to change.
Due to the magnesium, and my level of instability, the doctors and nurses ordered to keep me in labor and delivery for another 12 -24 hours. They limited my visitors, kept lights and noise to a minimum, and continued to check my vitals every hour! Let me tell you how much fun that was!
In the meantime, Kynlee was checked out in the nursery, and released back to our room...Thank you Lord! They still felt that her respiration's were high, and they wanted to keep an eye on her, but the immediate "threat" seemed to be gone!!!
We spent the rest of that day, and into the next morning in Labor and Delivery, before they released us to the post-partum area of the hospital. The magnesium worked, and brought my blood pressure down to a safe level. Kynlee was able to join us in our room, and all was well! At this point, I was going "stir crazy" from being so confined in the hospital, that all I wanted to do was head home and be a family. The doctors were still watching my blood pressure, and unsure why Kynlee was still breathing so heavy, so our request was denied. We were cleared to go home the next morning, but not before! Oh well...I can live with that!
Kevin stayed home with Kallen that night, and Kynlee and I had our first mother daughter, overnight "date". Things went great! It wasn't until the next morning that things began to change.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Sunnyside Up, or Over Easy?
As soon as the doctor checked me and said I was "fully dilated", the reality set in...we were going to meet our son or daughter very soon! I don't know that I've seen Kevin that giddy since Kallen was born. His eyes lit up, and he couldn't stop giving me kisses!
"Here we go" said the nurse...and with that I began pushing, and pushing, and pushing. For whatever reason, my contractions had slowed to 4 minutes apart, and weren't getting any closer. The doctor and nurses were joking around with me (yes, my epidural was GREAT!), that it was time to send me home since my contractions weren't getting any closer!!! No, in all seriousness...we just waited the 4 minutes between, and I gave it my all with each contraction that came.
After about an hour of pushing, the doctor felt that the baby should be descending more than she was, and something might not be right. She did a thorough check, and said "I think the ear is backwards"...uh what? Kevin looked startled and said "the ear is backwards?" She just laughed and said..."What I mean is that the baby is Sunnyside up, the ear is facing the opposite direction, and that's how I knew!" Oh...relief passed over both our faces. Her solution, since I had the epidural and all, was to try and turn the baby around. Using a combination of the contractions, pushing, and lots of deep breathing, she pushed, pulled, and turned 4 different times until the baby was in the "favorable" position! As soon as she did that...2 more pushes and our little princess had arrived.
The look on Kevin's face when he realized we had a little girl was priceless. With tear filled eyes, he gave me a kiss and said..."we have a daughter! You did it hunny...she's beautiful!"
They placed my little girl on my chest and instantly I was in love! We waited and waited for her to cry, but all we got were little wheezes! After a few minutes of hugging and kisses our beautiful angel, the pediatrician felt she needed to be checked out a little more thoroughly! They felt she was a "little sluggish" (exactly what they told me about Kallen) and that they needed to take her to the nursery! Here we go again is all I could think!
"Here we go" said the nurse...and with that I began pushing, and pushing, and pushing. For whatever reason, my contractions had slowed to 4 minutes apart, and weren't getting any closer. The doctor and nurses were joking around with me (yes, my epidural was GREAT!), that it was time to send me home since my contractions weren't getting any closer!!! No, in all seriousness...we just waited the 4 minutes between, and I gave it my all with each contraction that came.
After about an hour of pushing, the doctor felt that the baby should be descending more than she was, and something might not be right. She did a thorough check, and said "I think the ear is backwards"...uh what? Kevin looked startled and said "the ear is backwards?" She just laughed and said..."What I mean is that the baby is Sunnyside up, the ear is facing the opposite direction, and that's how I knew!" Oh...relief passed over both our faces. Her solution, since I had the epidural and all, was to try and turn the baby around. Using a combination of the contractions, pushing, and lots of deep breathing, she pushed, pulled, and turned 4 different times until the baby was in the "favorable" position! As soon as she did that...2 more pushes and our little princess had arrived.
The look on Kevin's face when he realized we had a little girl was priceless. With tear filled eyes, he gave me a kiss and said..."we have a daughter! You did it hunny...she's beautiful!"
They placed my little girl on my chest and instantly I was in love! We waited and waited for her to cry, but all we got were little wheezes! After a few minutes of hugging and kisses our beautiful angel, the pediatrician felt she needed to be checked out a little more thoroughly! They felt she was a "little sluggish" (exactly what they told me about Kallen) and that they needed to take her to the nursery! Here we go again is all I could think!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Nothing "False" About This Alarm!!!
* Since "ramble" is what I do best...it may take a few days to get the whole story out. Here are some pictures for you all to enjoy in case my non-stop jibber jabber is too much for you to handle!!!
Kevin and I had been working around the house all day Sunday doing miscellaneous things. I was having some contractions, but didn't think anything of them since I had previously had so many false alarms. We went to bed that night, expecting to wake up Monday morning and get prepared to have our baby the next day (Tuesday was the scheduled induction day if you didn't know.)
Well, God had other plans. I woke up at 10:30 to a contraction that was so strong it took my breath away. I waited for it to pass, got up to use the restroom, only to realize my water had broken. We called the doctor who reassured us that this was really "it", and that she'd meet us at the hospital. The contractions were coming every 4 minutes, and were quite a bit stronger than those I was previously experiencing.
After dropping Kallen and Kubota (the dog) off at Grandpa & Grandmas, we headed to the ER to be admitted. Labor and Delivery was relatively slow that night, so we had all the attention and care we needed. We got admitted and all hooked up to the monitors at 12:30. Since the contractions were quite a bit stronger, and my water had broken, I was sure that we had made some progress from the 3-4 cm's that I was already dilated. The nurse checked me, and what do you know...4 cm. Are you kidding me? Well, we began to prepare ourselves for a long night!
My blood pressure was beginning to head towards the "high" end, and we were anticipating a slow labor from this point on, so at 2:30 we decided that it would be best to get an epidural. I was hoping to try and labor without medication, but God knows what we need best. I kept getting a strong feeling that I should get the epidural even thought I wasn't exactly sure I needed it yet. It's a good thing I ended up getting it, and you'll know why I mean a little bit later!
At 4:30 the doctor checked me again, just to see if we were making any progress, and to all of our surprise, I was fully dilated on one side of my cervix, and 8-9 on the other (I guess it was kind of oblong).
They rolled me into another position, hoping I would dilate fully, and sure enough, by about 5:15 I was fully dilated and ready to start pushing.............
Kevin and I had been working around the house all day Sunday doing miscellaneous things. I was having some contractions, but didn't think anything of them since I had previously had so many false alarms. We went to bed that night, expecting to wake up Monday morning and get prepared to have our baby the next day (Tuesday was the scheduled induction day if you didn't know.)
Well, God had other plans. I woke up at 10:30 to a contraction that was so strong it took my breath away. I waited for it to pass, got up to use the restroom, only to realize my water had broken. We called the doctor who reassured us that this was really "it", and that she'd meet us at the hospital. The contractions were coming every 4 minutes, and were quite a bit stronger than those I was previously experiencing.
After dropping Kallen and Kubota (the dog) off at Grandpa & Grandmas, we headed to the ER to be admitted. Labor and Delivery was relatively slow that night, so we had all the attention and care we needed. We got admitted and all hooked up to the monitors at 12:30. Since the contractions were quite a bit stronger, and my water had broken, I was sure that we had made some progress from the 3-4 cm's that I was already dilated. The nurse checked me, and what do you know...4 cm. Are you kidding me? Well, we began to prepare ourselves for a long night!
My blood pressure was beginning to head towards the "high" end, and we were anticipating a slow labor from this point on, so at 2:30 we decided that it would be best to get an epidural. I was hoping to try and labor without medication, but God knows what we need best. I kept getting a strong feeling that I should get the epidural even thought I wasn't exactly sure I needed it yet. It's a good thing I ended up getting it, and you'll know why I mean a little bit later!
At 4:30 the doctor checked me again, just to see if we were making any progress, and to all of our surprise, I was fully dilated on one side of my cervix, and 8-9 on the other (I guess it was kind of oblong).
They rolled me into another position, hoping I would dilate fully, and sure enough, by about 5:15 I was fully dilated and ready to start pushing.............
Friday, July 13, 2007
Where to Begin???
Well, I've got so much to share about the last week I don't know where to begin. I guess I'll just start typing, and see where it takes us. Sorry if it's long and jumps around! Bear with me!
We are home now...ALL of us...and quickly adjusting to being a family of 4. We have such great friends and family who have given us our space to adjust, and allowed it to be just "us" for these first few days...something we didn't even realize we needed! Thanks to all of you!
Kynlee is a great baby so far, but I'm not sure how she couldn't be since all she does is sleep. I have to wake her up several times a day to remind her to eat. Don't I wish I had that problem! Her days and nights are all mixed up, which is very different than with Kallen. He knew right away when it was bed time, and when it was time to be awake. Our precious little princess however thinks that 4:00am is playtime, and daddy and mommy should join her. Then, when it's daylight outside and we want to play with her...we can't wake her for the life of us! Oh well...she's only 4 days old after all right...she'll adjust soon enough!
Kallen LOVES his baby sister, and so far has shown no signs of jealousy or anything. He's constantly wanting to give her hugs and kisses, and always trying to share his snacks with her. If he's got juice and crackers, then he wants to sit right by her and make sure she doesn't want any as well! Kevin is home with us this week, so Kallen has quickly figured out that if he needs something and I'm holding Kynlee...he asks daddy, or vice versa. We'll see how things go next week when I'm all alone!!!
I'm feeling GREAT!!! Up moving around, and almost feeling like my old self. I can't even explain how much more I enjoyed this birth process than I did with Kallen. There were "complications" after the birth as well as with Kallen, but I felt so much more in control this time, and the recovery doesn't even compare to that of the C-Section. No worries...the "complications" have all been resolved and in the next day or two, you can read all about it in the birth story!
Kevin is beside himself with his new little girl, and wants to know if there's "ever an end to the PINK." I just laugh and tell him..."just you wait!".
Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers, they were greatly appreciated. I'll post pictures tomorrow!!!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
First Things First...Introducing.......
Kynlee Rose
8 lbs 10 oz. 21 in.
She was successfully born VBAC at 7:19 am on Monday morning 7/9/07
We are still in the hospital due to some extenuating circumstances, but give me a few days, and I'll post all about the birth!!! I can't wait to tell you all about how our little angel made it into this world. She is definitely a blessing from God!!!
More pictures to come...I promise!!!
Saturday, July 7, 2007
No Explosion
Sorry for the suspence these past few days. No I didn't explode with the fireworks on Wednesday, and no we don't have a baby yet! Sorry...I know you are all on pins and needles waiting to hear the news, and at this point, it looks like you'll have to wait until Wednesday (after the induction) for that!
Even though I didn't "explode" on the 4th, I did have a very calm and relaxing day! Kevin had to work, so our friends Brandy and Chris picked Kallen and I up and took us to the lake for the day!
I was able to sit in the shade with my big glass of water and relax! My mom and dad were there, and took turns with Kallen. Playing in the boat, digging in the sand, running around the dock, etc., etc.
It was "just what the doctor ordered"! Thanks Chris & Brandy for the ride, and thanks mom, dad & TJ for watching the little guy! You are all so greatly appreciated!
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
I See the Light!
I guess there's light at the end of the tunnel after all! We had an appointment this morning, and received some encouraging information that I thought I'd pass along to you all!
This morning I woke up with lots of cramps...not contractions per say, but definite cramping. I wasn't too sure that was normal, and was a little concerned about what was going on inside. We already had a scheduled appointment, so perfect...I'll ask the doc. Well, because of the cramping and all the false labor, she wanted to "check" me, and make sure things were a-okay. Everything looked great, and in fact I am now 4 cm, 80 %, and -1. Slowly progressing, but progressing non the less!
Anyways...because of where we're at now, she feels comfortable inducing us, if that is our wish. She feels that we'll go "any time"...but I've heard the "any time" thing for the past couple of weeks. If I don't labor on my own through the weekend, then she'll induce me on Tuesday the 10th!!! Did you hear that...Tuesday the 10th! Yippeee...We finally get to meet our precious little angel! So here's to hoping I start laboring before the 10th, so we don't have to be induced...but if we do...so be it! It beats waiting until the 20th for our scheduled C-Section!
My Grandma said I'll probably just "explode" tomorrow right along with all the fireworks!!!
This morning I woke up with lots of cramps...not contractions per say, but definite cramping. I wasn't too sure that was normal, and was a little concerned about what was going on inside. We already had a scheduled appointment, so perfect...I'll ask the doc. Well, because of the cramping and all the false labor, she wanted to "check" me, and make sure things were a-okay. Everything looked great, and in fact I am now 4 cm, 80 %, and -1. Slowly progressing, but progressing non the less!
Anyways...because of where we're at now, she feels comfortable inducing us, if that is our wish. She feels that we'll go "any time"...but I've heard the "any time" thing for the past couple of weeks. If I don't labor on my own through the weekend, then she'll induce me on Tuesday the 10th!!! Did you hear that...Tuesday the 10th! Yippeee...We finally get to meet our precious little angel! So here's to hoping I start laboring before the 10th, so we don't have to be induced...but if we do...so be it! It beats waiting until the 20th for our scheduled C-Section!
My Grandma said I'll probably just "explode" tomorrow right along with all the fireworks!!!
Monday, July 2, 2007
Corn!!!
As I've mentioned several times, our little man isn't much of an eater. It's not that he's "picky" per say...he just doesn't have a desire to eat all the time. We go in about 3 day spurts, where every 3rd day or so, he simply decides he doesn't want anything, and that's that.
Well there are certain things however that Kallen will "chow down" on pretty much any time of any day! Corn on the Cob is one of those things!!!
Sunday, July 1, 2007
It Must Have Been the Full Moon!
Friday night around 10:00, I started having "regular" contractions again. They were about 5 or 6 minutes apart, and slowly getting a little stronger. Now, if you haven't been following along with my other false labor tales, you might think that 5 or 6 minutes apart really meant things were progressing...not for me. 5 or 6 minutes is really a weekly thing for me...the quality of the contractions is what I've been looking at now.
They really weren't any stronger than my daily tightenings, but I was definitely aware of them. Well, around 12:00am, they started getting a lot stronger, and were now 2-3 minutes apart, and lasting 45-60 seconds. Strong enough that I couldn't sleep through them, and was needing the breathe a little with each one...Huh...could this finally be the start?
After a couple of hours of this, Kevin and I decided to head up to the hospital. We got there, got all hooked up to the monitors, and got checked by the doctor...3 cm, 80% effaced. Okay...so we've got a ways to go. The doctor wasn't nearly as discouraged as I was, and told me to walk and "hang out" for a few hours, then she would come back and check me again. Sounds great!
She came in, looked at the monitor, and said by the "strength" and consistency of the contractions, she was sure things would be progressing nicely...Here we go...3 cm 80% effaced. Sighhhhh. "Go home, get some rest, and we'll probably see you back tomorrow, if not in a few hours." Fine...No problems here...I'd rather be at home laboring, instead of listening to the lady down the hall screaming "ouch...ooooouuuuuch....this hurts.....ooouuuwwwwyyy...ouch, etc."
We went home, took a nap on the couch, and what do you know...woke up with NO, yes you read right, NO contractions. Okay, back at square one...the waiting game.
It must have been the full moon...There were 5 deliveries between midnight and 3:00am the night we went in, and there really wasn't even a room available for us. The Lord is looking out for us, and for our precious little babe. We want the best care for him/her and me, and if that means we don't get it for a couple of weeks, then so be it. After all...the due date isn't until July 12th, so we've still got some time.
Just thought I'd vent, and update you all!
They really weren't any stronger than my daily tightenings, but I was definitely aware of them. Well, around 12:00am, they started getting a lot stronger, and were now 2-3 minutes apart, and lasting 45-60 seconds. Strong enough that I couldn't sleep through them, and was needing the breathe a little with each one...Huh...could this finally be the start?
After a couple of hours of this, Kevin and I decided to head up to the hospital. We got there, got all hooked up to the monitors, and got checked by the doctor...3 cm, 80% effaced. Okay...so we've got a ways to go. The doctor wasn't nearly as discouraged as I was, and told me to walk and "hang out" for a few hours, then she would come back and check me again. Sounds great!
She came in, looked at the monitor, and said by the "strength" and consistency of the contractions, she was sure things would be progressing nicely...Here we go...3 cm 80% effaced. Sighhhhh. "Go home, get some rest, and we'll probably see you back tomorrow, if not in a few hours." Fine...No problems here...I'd rather be at home laboring, instead of listening to the lady down the hall screaming "ouch...ooooouuuuuch....this hurts.....ooouuuwwwwyyy...ouch, etc."
We went home, took a nap on the couch, and what do you know...woke up with NO, yes you read right, NO contractions. Okay, back at square one...the waiting game.
It must have been the full moon...There were 5 deliveries between midnight and 3:00am the night we went in, and there really wasn't even a room available for us. The Lord is looking out for us, and for our precious little babe. We want the best care for him/her and me, and if that means we don't get it for a couple of weeks, then so be it. After all...the due date isn't until July 12th, so we've still got some time.
Just thought I'd vent, and update you all!
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