Here it is, finally, uncensored.
On Saturday November 14th, I went to bed about 9pm.
Sunday November 15th at midnight, my water breaking woke me up. I ran to the bathroom and luckily I was wearing a regular pad and not just a pantiliner, so I didn't get a bunch of fluid all over the bed. I sat on the toilet for a while because every time I stood up more would gush out. After a few minutes I figured ok this is really it (I didn't just pee myself) so I went and woke up Nick, who was sleeping in the guest bed.
"Honey, I think my water just broke!"
"No way!"
I went and sat on the toilet again and asked Nick to bring my phone so I could call the midwife (I knew my doc was not on call that night and had met with the midwives in advance so that one of them would deliver me in this case) and let her know. I had to laugh at myself because after all the preparing and planning and reading I had completely forgotten what to do! I called from the bathroom and was on the phone with Colleen when I had my first contraction at about 12:15am. She told me to time the contractions for an hour or two, and when they got between 3 and 5 minutes apart to call her back and we'd probably be ready to go to the hospital.
Nick got into bed with me and busted out his iphone with the contraction timer app. I'd tell him when a contraction started, breathe through it as best as I could, and then tell him when it was over. After only a few I could tell they were getting stronger and had Nick go get the exercise ball. I sat on the ball next to the bed and rocked my hips side to side like we learned in our childbirth class, but it didn't seem to make them much more bearable. After only a half hour of timing, the contractions were much stronger than I expected them to be, and the timer app had them at 2 1/2 minutes apart and lasting almost a minute! Nick called the midwife back to tell her what was going on.
"The contractions are already at 2 1/2 minutes apart!"
"Wow, she's not messing around, huh? Go ahead and head to the hospital, I'll meet you there!"
Nick ran to load up the car and got the dog's stuff ready, then called his mom to let her know we were going to the hospital and the dog would need a place to stay for a couple days!
OK this is really long... To be continued tomorrow.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
39 weeks
Maternity clothes: Ready to be done with them.
Stretch Marks: Ugh.
Sleep: "Get your sleep now while you still can..." MY ASS. I cannot sleep. The pain, anxiety, excitement, restless mind and my bladder will not let me.
Belly Button: If it was a turkey timer, it would indicate the turkey is not yet done. I say BULLSHIT.
Labor Signs: Yeah. According to the doc at my last appointment (Monday) it could be "any day now!" It is now Friday and I am cranky. Fool me once, shame on you...
Best Moment This Week:
Doc: There's no sense guessing at whether he's head down or not when you're sitting next to an ultrasound machine...
Me: :-D
Doc: Yep, there he is, head down and at -2 station.
Me: Nick! Look at that! He's got a little round Charlie Brown head!
Movement: Starting to slow down. Mr. Wiggles is running out of room in there!
Food cravings: Nah.
Gender: My little boy's due date is in 8 days. I hope he is more like his dad (likes to be early) than his mom (always running late).
What I miss: I don't even remember life before...
What I am looking forward to: Meeting my son!
What I have learned: People don't think twice before asking you about your vagina. When you are 39 weeks pregnant, questions like "Did you get an internal exam?" and "Is your cervix dilated?" are COMMON.
For some reason, (thankfully,) this is something I find hilarious, and not supremely annoying as I have found most other things people say and do.
Milestones: OLIVER YOU ARE DONE! FULL TERM!! GET OUT!!!
P.S. Momma loves you!
Stretch Marks: Ugh.
Sleep: "Get your sleep now while you still can..." MY ASS. I cannot sleep. The pain, anxiety, excitement, restless mind and my bladder will not let me.
Belly Button: If it was a turkey timer, it would indicate the turkey is not yet done. I say BULLSHIT.
Labor Signs: Yeah. According to the doc at my last appointment (Monday) it could be "any day now!" It is now Friday and I am cranky. Fool me once, shame on you...
Best Moment This Week:
Doc: There's no sense guessing at whether he's head down or not when you're sitting next to an ultrasound machine...
Me: :-D
Doc: Yep, there he is, head down and at -2 station.
Me: Nick! Look at that! He's got a little round Charlie Brown head!
Movement: Starting to slow down. Mr. Wiggles is running out of room in there!
Food cravings: Nah.
Gender: My little boy's due date is in 8 days. I hope he is more like his dad (likes to be early) than his mom (always running late).
What I miss: I don't even remember life before...
What I am looking forward to: Meeting my son!
What I have learned: People don't think twice before asking you about your vagina. When you are 39 weeks pregnant, questions like "Did you get an internal exam?" and "Is your cervix dilated?" are COMMON.
For some reason, (thankfully,) this is something I find hilarious, and not supremely annoying as I have found most other things people say and do.
Milestones: OLIVER YOU ARE DONE! FULL TERM!! GET OUT!!!
P.S. Momma loves you!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
36 weeks
Maternity clothes: Oh, yes.
Stretch Marks: I've seen worse... thanks to the internet.
Sleep: I pretty much just sleep in 2 hour increments, from waking up to roll over or pee or both. Practice for when he gets here... blah, blah, blah.
Belly Button: Upon closer investigation, it looks like I have about a half inch in diameter, but still quite a bit left in depth... so maybe it will stay an innie?
Labor Signs: Nothing.
Best Moment This Week: The other night we were playing with him! He kept sticking his leg out on my right side (I think it was a leg) so I would grab it & shake it... and he would pull it away. Then, after a second, he'd stick it back out again. Like, "I dare you to do that again". Sometimes Nick would push on him and he'd kinda push back. Already testing us, boy?
Movement: See above. Also: cervix clawing. With CLAWS.
Food cravings: Nah. I'm never hungry anymore. I actually got a warning at my doc appointment yesterday... I've lost 3 pounds in the last 3 weeks and I shouldn't let this trend continue.
Gender: Oliver Nicholas is due in 4 weeks!
What I miss: Breathing. Sitting. Pooping. Eating. Relaxing.
What I am looking forward to: Meeting my son!
What I have learned: Well, I hate to always be negative in this section, but this is really what I have learned: being one-upped, compared to someone else is just part of pregnancy. For some reason, everyone who has gone before you feels the need to impart some kind of "you a'int seen nothin' yet" wisdom/advice/pity/opinion. Hope for the pity.
You feel flutters? Just WAIT until you get kicked in the organs!
You think you're showing? Just WAIT til you can't fit into a muu muu!
You're uncomfortable/can't breathe/have back & hip pain? Just WAIT til you go into LABOR!
You think you're tired? Just WAIT til you have the BABY!
Aaaaaanyway, the point of all this is to say that it may be tough at times to just feel good about where you are in your pregnancy/life, but I've found that it helps to think that the JUST WAIT attitude may come from jealousy... or nostalgia maybe. They used to be where you are...
Tune in next year where I bitch about other moms comparing their kid to Oliver!
He's fussy? Just WAIT til he's constipated!
He's hit his terrible twos? Just WAIT til he's a teenager!
Milestones: Um, still need to pack the hospital bag. And buy everything he still needs. Basically, this milestone is a longer to-do list than before.
Stretch Marks: I've seen worse... thanks to the internet.
Sleep: I pretty much just sleep in 2 hour increments, from waking up to roll over or pee or both. Practice for when he gets here... blah, blah, blah.
Belly Button: Upon closer investigation, it looks like I have about a half inch in diameter, but still quite a bit left in depth... so maybe it will stay an innie?
Labor Signs: Nothing.
Best Moment This Week: The other night we were playing with him! He kept sticking his leg out on my right side (I think it was a leg) so I would grab it & shake it... and he would pull it away. Then, after a second, he'd stick it back out again. Like, "I dare you to do that again". Sometimes Nick would push on him and he'd kinda push back. Already testing us, boy?
Movement: See above. Also: cervix clawing. With CLAWS.
Food cravings: Nah. I'm never hungry anymore. I actually got a warning at my doc appointment yesterday... I've lost 3 pounds in the last 3 weeks and I shouldn't let this trend continue.
Gender: Oliver Nicholas is due in 4 weeks!
What I miss: Breathing. Sitting. Pooping. Eating. Relaxing.
What I am looking forward to: Meeting my son!
What I have learned: Well, I hate to always be negative in this section, but this is really what I have learned: being one-upped, compared to someone else is just part of pregnancy. For some reason, everyone who has gone before you feels the need to impart some kind of "you a'int seen nothin' yet" wisdom/advice/pity/opinion. Hope for the pity.
You feel flutters? Just WAIT until you get kicked in the organs!
You think you're showing? Just WAIT til you can't fit into a muu muu!
You're uncomfortable/can't breathe/have back & hip pain? Just WAIT til you go into LABOR!
You think you're tired? Just WAIT til you have the BABY!
Aaaaaanyway, the point of all this is to say that it may be tough at times to just feel good about where you are in your pregnancy/life, but I've found that it helps to think that the JUST WAIT attitude may come from jealousy... or nostalgia maybe. They used to be where you are...
Tune in next year where I bitch about other moms comparing their kid to Oliver!
He's fussy? Just WAIT til he's constipated!
He's hit his terrible twos? Just WAIT til he's a teenager!
Milestones: Um, still need to pack the hospital bag. And buy everything he still needs. Basically, this milestone is a longer to-do list than before.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
34 weeks
Maternity clothes: Went to the thrift store last week and bought two more shirts. But that's IT. I need to be buying shirts for my SON, not for me. I don't care if I wear the same 5 shirts every week... at least I'm at work, right?
Stretch Marks: BOO. They're getting darker. And spidery-er.
Sleep: My hips don't like to let me sleep. If they're not sore (thank you Tylenol) they still sort of ache and I have to roll over every two hours.
Belly Button: Flat flat flat.
Labor Signs: Nothing really, but at my last appointment the doc said he's head down! So the whole breech/possible scary c-section thing can be scratched off my Giant List Of Things To Worry About. (For now - I know babies are tricky.)
Best Moment This Week: The nursery is SO close to being done! Nick got the dresser put together and I did 3 whole loads of baby laundry! Just have to finish our organization of the closet and hang the artwork!
Movement: Ouch. He can now actually physically hurt me. It's still fun times when he's being all wiggly and stuff, but every once in a while he'll stop me in my tracks. Yes, dear, I get it. You're very very strong.
And when he gets the hiccups I feel it in my butt.
Food cravings: Totally baloney sandwiches. With cheese and mayo.
Gender: BOY! His name is Oliver Nicholas. I meant to do like a big announcement post and be all "We have a NAME!" But then I realized that by now everyone who reads this already knows what his name is.
What I miss: Being comfortable.
What I am looking forward to: Gosh, everything. Being a mom. Nick being a dad. Baby giggles. Little toes to munch on.
What I have learned: If you come across someone who always disagrees with you, or doesn't believe anything you say about your own body/pregnancy/doctor/experience/plans... stop sharing with them entirely! If they ask, the answer should always be: "Fine! Good! Thanks for asking!"
If they're not with you, they're against you. Or at least indifferent to you, which is just the same as being a selfish, unsupportive douchebag and not worth your time.
Milestones: Time to pack the hospital bag! We just have to decide what he'll wear home from the hospital.
Stretch Marks: BOO. They're getting darker. And spidery-er.
Sleep: My hips don't like to let me sleep. If they're not sore (thank you Tylenol) they still sort of ache and I have to roll over every two hours.
Belly Button: Flat flat flat.
Labor Signs: Nothing really, but at my last appointment the doc said he's head down! So the whole breech/possible scary c-section thing can be scratched off my Giant List Of Things To Worry About. (For now - I know babies are tricky.)
Best Moment This Week: The nursery is SO close to being done! Nick got the dresser put together and I did 3 whole loads of baby laundry! Just have to finish our organization of the closet and hang the artwork!
Movement: Ouch. He can now actually physically hurt me. It's still fun times when he's being all wiggly and stuff, but every once in a while he'll stop me in my tracks. Yes, dear, I get it. You're very very strong.
And when he gets the hiccups I feel it in my butt.
Food cravings: Totally baloney sandwiches. With cheese and mayo.
Gender: BOY! His name is Oliver Nicholas. I meant to do like a big announcement post and be all "We have a NAME!" But then I realized that by now everyone who reads this already knows what his name is.
What I miss: Being comfortable.
What I am looking forward to: Gosh, everything. Being a mom. Nick being a dad. Baby giggles. Little toes to munch on.
What I have learned: If you come across someone who always disagrees with you, or doesn't believe anything you say about your own body/pregnancy/doctor/experience/plans... stop sharing with them entirely! If they ask, the answer should always be: "Fine! Good! Thanks for asking!"
If they're not with you, they're against you. Or at least indifferent to you, which is just the same as being a selfish, unsupportive douchebag and not worth your time.
Milestones: Time to pack the hospital bag! We just have to decide what he'll wear home from the hospital.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Blatant Attention Whoring
If you read my blog, please comment whenever you stop by!
I mean, it has been lovely just typing my thoughts and feelings and hitting the "Publish Post" button to sent them off into the abyss of the internet, but a girl can always use some warm fuzzy feedback!
(Because I know no one would dare leave feedback that is anything but warm and fuzzy for someone 8 months pregnant, right?)
Seriously, though. No pressure. Just a simple "I read this today" would do the trick. I really just want to know you were here!
I mean, it has been lovely just typing my thoughts and feelings and hitting the "Publish Post" button to sent them off into the abyss of the internet, but a girl can always use some warm fuzzy feedback!
(Because I know no one would dare leave feedback that is anything but warm and fuzzy for someone 8 months pregnant, right?)
Seriously, though. No pressure. Just a simple "I read this today" would do the trick. I really just want to know you were here!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
33 weeks
Maternity clothes: Sooo... "they" told me there would come a time when my maternity clothes would a) need to be longer, not just roomier and b) just not fit anymore. I thought, "whaaa?" how can clothes that fit one day "just not fit" the next? The answer: I don't know but it's freakin true. But I'm not spending any more money on maternity clothes. Unless I go to the thrift store. Which I now have plans to do.
Stretch Marks: I don't wanna talk about it.
Sleep:
Dear Tylenol PM,
I love you. While I still get up to pee, I am able to fall back to sleep pretty easily, and actually feel rested in the morning! Stay the same, never change, LYLAS.
TTFN, Sara
Belly Button: Flat as can be (while still being an innie)
Labor Signs: Nope!
Best Moment This Week: Saw Jen & Mike last weekend at Jason & Stacy's wedding!
Movement: Man, did this little boy put on a show for his dad the other night. Right after dinner we sat on the couch and got a good 20 minutes of fetus acrobatics. He was doing some serious rolling around... Nick felt elbows and butt cheeks and all kinds of body parts!
Food cravings: Yesterday walking through the freezer section of the grocery store I remembered a far-away feeling of "OMG POT PIE" and laughed.
Gender: BOY!!
What I miss: I just recently realized that I miss laying on my stomach. I've never been a big stomach sleeper, so it didn't really bother me a first, but now I'm to the point where I can't even be partially, a little bit on my stomach because there's a giant wiggly beast in the way! Sometimes, he'll even push his little lumpy self out toward the mattress when I'm on my side... kind of like a warning: HEY. MOM. BACK IT UP. I like this kid already.
What I am looking forward to: Picking up and assembling the dresser we ordered! Then I can get started on the laundry and OMG his due date is NEXT MONTH and NOTHING is done! (Just a peek into the psychosis that is pregnancy).
What I have learned: RELAX. It'll get done. (Easier said than done, but I'm trying.)
Milestones: Had our infant care class: learned to diaper, bathe and swaddle tiny squirmy babies! Can't wait!
Stretch Marks: I don't wanna talk about it.
Sleep:
Dear Tylenol PM,
I love you. While I still get up to pee, I am able to fall back to sleep pretty easily, and actually feel rested in the morning! Stay the same, never change, LYLAS.
TTFN, Sara
Belly Button: Flat as can be (while still being an innie)
Labor Signs: Nope!
Best Moment This Week: Saw Jen & Mike last weekend at Jason & Stacy's wedding!
Movement: Man, did this little boy put on a show for his dad the other night. Right after dinner we sat on the couch and got a good 20 minutes of fetus acrobatics. He was doing some serious rolling around... Nick felt elbows and butt cheeks and all kinds of body parts!
Food cravings: Yesterday walking through the freezer section of the grocery store I remembered a far-away feeling of "OMG POT PIE" and laughed.
Gender: BOY!!
What I miss: I just recently realized that I miss laying on my stomach. I've never been a big stomach sleeper, so it didn't really bother me a first, but now I'm to the point where I can't even be partially, a little bit on my stomach because there's a giant wiggly beast in the way! Sometimes, he'll even push his little lumpy self out toward the mattress when I'm on my side... kind of like a warning: HEY. MOM. BACK IT UP. I like this kid already.
What I am looking forward to: Picking up and assembling the dresser we ordered! Then I can get started on the laundry and OMG his due date is NEXT MONTH and NOTHING is done! (Just a peek into the psychosis that is pregnancy).
What I have learned: RELAX. It'll get done. (Easier said than done, but I'm trying.)
Milestones: Had our infant care class: learned to diaper, bathe and swaddle tiny squirmy babies! Can't wait!
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