Thursday, April 30, 2009
My Birth Story
It was scheduled that I would go in Sunday night, April 19, 2009 to start cervidil.
B and I got to the hospital at 7:30, checked in and got settled into my what would turn out to be home for the next 5 days.
8:30pm
Internal showed I was about 2cm and 50%. Nurse administered the cervidil. She said that they would leave it in for 12 hours. And in the morning, I could shower and grab a light breakfast.
9:30pm
I started having a bad case of the shakes. I called my nurse in and told her that I couldn't stop shaking. She asked if I was cold and I said I didn't think so. She said it was most likely the hormones making me shakes b/c you don't shake like that until you are in labor.
10:30pm
Internal showed I was 4cm and 70%. I told my nurse I didn't feel well. So I thru up. Then I felt much better.
She said she wasn't getting good reading on the external belly bands and she wanted to do an internal to get a good heart rate on Baby Cakes. Whatevs.
11:30pm
After that was all said and done she came back in and asked if my back hurt. I said well yea, but I just thought it was the bed. She asked how I was feeling and I said fine, just crampy, which I thought was normal from the cervidil. NOPE. She said I was contracting every minute. So I got a shot to slow things down.
12:00am
The OB came in to do an internal and said I was 5cm and about 70%. She asked if I wanted the Epi and I said hell yes. So I got the epi and I barely felt anything. She said that at this point I should contract about 1cm every hour, so around 5am I would be 100 percent and ready to push.
B called the parents and told them what was going on and that he would keep them all updated.
At 3am, my mom showed up. She was so excited she couldn't sleep. So she came in and talked to me for about a half hour.
3:30am
Nurse came in and I, well Baby Cakes was ready to go. At 3:45 she asked me to give a few good pushes. OB was watching the monitors and every time I tried to push Baby's heart ones dropped to 90. The OB came in and did another internal and said that my pelvic is tilted and it was straining the baby while he was trying to get out. She said the best option for baby was a c/s. Which I was fine with. I wanted to do what ever was best for baby.
Here is where I lose track of time. All I remember is being wheeled down to the OR and getting the spinal. I remember B coming in and holding my hand and I remember looking up at the light b/c I could kinda see what was going on. It seemed like it took FOREVER!
5:12am
Doctors held up the baby and said "well dad, what is it?" B said "It's a boy and we both just starting crying. It was the most wonderful and overwhelming feeling ever! I will NEVER forget it.
B went with the nurses and Brendan to do all the clean up and what not while I was stitched back up.
5:45am
I was wheeled back to the room and waited for B and B2 to come in. We shared about a hour together and then B went out to the waiting room to get the family.
I was sitting in the bed holding Brendan and B walked over to me and said "everyone, I would like you to meet Brendan Emerson" Everyone started crying and saying its a boy, its a boy.
And that is how Brendan made his appearance into the wold on April 20, 2009.
B and I got to the hospital at 7:30, checked in and got settled into my what would turn out to be home for the next 5 days.
8:30pm
Internal showed I was about 2cm and 50%. Nurse administered the cervidil. She said that they would leave it in for 12 hours. And in the morning, I could shower and grab a light breakfast.
9:30pm
I started having a bad case of the shakes. I called my nurse in and told her that I couldn't stop shaking. She asked if I was cold and I said I didn't think so. She said it was most likely the hormones making me shakes b/c you don't shake like that until you are in labor.
10:30pm
Internal showed I was 4cm and 70%. I told my nurse I didn't feel well. So I thru up. Then I felt much better.
She said she wasn't getting good reading on the external belly bands and she wanted to do an internal to get a good heart rate on Baby Cakes. Whatevs.
11:30pm
After that was all said and done she came back in and asked if my back hurt. I said well yea, but I just thought it was the bed. She asked how I was feeling and I said fine, just crampy, which I thought was normal from the cervidil. NOPE. She said I was contracting every minute. So I got a shot to slow things down.
12:00am
The OB came in to do an internal and said I was 5cm and about 70%. She asked if I wanted the Epi and I said hell yes. So I got the epi and I barely felt anything. She said that at this point I should contract about 1cm every hour, so around 5am I would be 100 percent and ready to push.
B called the parents and told them what was going on and that he would keep them all updated.
At 3am, my mom showed up. She was so excited she couldn't sleep. So she came in and talked to me for about a half hour.
3:30am
Nurse came in and I, well Baby Cakes was ready to go. At 3:45 she asked me to give a few good pushes. OB was watching the monitors and every time I tried to push Baby's heart ones dropped to 90. The OB came in and did another internal and said that my pelvic is tilted and it was straining the baby while he was trying to get out. She said the best option for baby was a c/s. Which I was fine with. I wanted to do what ever was best for baby.
Here is where I lose track of time. All I remember is being wheeled down to the OR and getting the spinal. I remember B coming in and holding my hand and I remember looking up at the light b/c I could kinda see what was going on. It seemed like it took FOREVER!
5:12am
Doctors held up the baby and said "well dad, what is it?" B said "It's a boy and we both just starting crying. It was the most wonderful and overwhelming feeling ever! I will NEVER forget it.
B went with the nurses and Brendan to do all the clean up and what not while I was stitched back up.
5:45am
I was wheeled back to the room and waited for B and B2 to come in. We shared about a hour together and then B went out to the waiting room to get the family.
I was sitting in the bed holding Brendan and B walked over to me and said "everyone, I would like you to meet Brendan Emerson" Everyone started crying and saying its a boy, its a boy.
And that is how Brendan made his appearance into the wold on April 20, 2009.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Boy oh Boy
I proudly Introduce Baby Cakes to you!
Brendan Emerson
Born on April 20, 2009
5:12am
7 pounds 10 ounces
20 1/2"
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Textbook perfect
I know this post is a few days behind schedule, but I have been very busy.
I had my 38 week appointment on Wednesday which included a U/S, a NST and a exam.
The doctor said everything was text book perfect.
The U/S was great, Baby Cakes looks to be measuring about 8 pounds 5ounces. But she measured high b/c Baby Cakes was in a ball and she couldn't get a good read on the waistline. HR was 120.
The NST was perfect. Lots of activity and the HR was 132.
The pelvic exam was good. She could tell there were some changes, but nothing major. We made a decision to strip my membrane. Holy fucking shit. That hurt! I about came up off the table,
After all that and 2 hours later we decided to scheduled the induction. Which will be tomorrow!!! ACK! I go in at 7:30pm and then Monday morning they will start the pictocin.
I have so many feelings running thru me.
I have tried everything to get Baby Cakes out on my own and have had NO success. I even ate an entire bag of habanero potato chips. This kid does not want to come out!
I'm sure I'll blog some more Sunday night as I will be bored out of my skull in the hospital. So
Stayed tuned. Baby Cakes to arrive no later than MONDAY!
I had my 38 week appointment on Wednesday which included a U/S, a NST and a exam.
The doctor said everything was text book perfect.
The U/S was great, Baby Cakes looks to be measuring about 8 pounds 5ounces. But she measured high b/c Baby Cakes was in a ball and she couldn't get a good read on the waistline. HR was 120.
The NST was perfect. Lots of activity and the HR was 132.
The pelvic exam was good. She could tell there were some changes, but nothing major. We made a decision to strip my membrane. Holy fucking shit. That hurt! I about came up off the table,
After all that and 2 hours later we decided to scheduled the induction. Which will be tomorrow!!! ACK! I go in at 7:30pm and then Monday morning they will start the pictocin.
I have so many feelings running thru me.
I have tried everything to get Baby Cakes out on my own and have had NO success. I even ate an entire bag of habanero potato chips. This kid does not want to come out!
I'm sure I'll blog some more Sunday night as I will be bored out of my skull in the hospital. So
Stayed tuned. Baby Cakes to arrive no later than MONDAY!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
F/U to 37 week appt.
I know you are anxiously awaiting the news from my OB appointment, so here it is.
It was fabulous. I had a GREAT Non Stress Test and a great U/S. Poor little Baby Cakes is SO squished in there. He did manage to move "his" head and give me a sweet little smile and put "his" hand into "his" mouth. "He" appears to be measuring at 7 pounds, give or take a few ounces. HR was 131.
The internal went OK. Didn't feel great, but wasn't horrible either. The OB said I am 1cm, soft and she could feel "his" head. ACK!!! At that moment I felt so overwhelmed. I guess I have just felt like I was going to be pregnant forever with no light at the end of the tunnel in sight.
We talked about being induced and she said to let her know by my next appointment, which is Wednesday and then she says, if you make it that far. OMG, another overwhelmed feeling.
So of course I have to ask what are the odds of that happening. She says 50%.
50%! I can not work with a number like that!
B and I had a discussion about it and he thinks it would be best if my last day of work were to be Wednesday, I said Friday. I just want to finish out the week. And as we all know, I always get the last word.
So that settled it. If I don't have Baby Cakes on my own, I have decided to be induced. I think I am kinda pissed with myself, b/c all along I have been telling myself what ever happens, happens. Just roll with it. And now here I sit planning on scheduling an induction. Oh well. I'm sure Baby Cakes is just as uncomfortable as I am these days.
One more week!
One more week of work!
I told Mr. Boss man that next Friday will be my last day of work. He turned a ghostly shade of white. I thought he was going to pass out on me. Then he proceeds to make this statement
"hmmmm, now I have to think about what I am going to do while you are gone."
**Blank stare**
Really? You have had a good 7 months to think about this. Whatevs. Wont be my problem for 8 weeks.
Which brings me to my next statement. He then says "Oh, you will be gone what, 6 weeks? I said "No. Eight." He then asked me why 8.
**sigh**
I swear, I cant live with this man half the time. Part of me is a nervous wreck about being gone and the other part thinks it nice knowing that this place would.not.function with out me. Then I freak out again at the thought of people using my computer, my stapler and going thru my file cabinets. I don't like my stuff touched. And it makes me REALLY nervous that a coworker keeps asking me to write down all the passwords to everything. Not gunna happen.
I'm also glad that I decided to set a "last day" but now I feel even more under pressure. Which is all fine and dandy, I think I accomplish more when I KNOW shit has to get done.
I told Mr. Boss man that next Friday will be my last day of work. He turned a ghostly shade of white. I thought he was going to pass out on me. Then he proceeds to make this statement
"hmmmm, now I have to think about what I am going to do while you are gone."
**Blank stare**
Really? You have had a good 7 months to think about this. Whatevs. Wont be my problem for 8 weeks.
Which brings me to my next statement. He then says "Oh, you will be gone what, 6 weeks? I said "No. Eight." He then asked me why 8.
**sigh**
I swear, I cant live with this man half the time. Part of me is a nervous wreck about being gone and the other part thinks it nice knowing that this place would.not.function with out me. Then I freak out again at the thought of people using my computer, my stapler and going thru my file cabinets. I don't like my stuff touched. And it makes me REALLY nervous that a coworker keeps asking me to write down all the passwords to everything. Not gunna happen.
I'm also glad that I decided to set a "last day" but now I feel even more under pressure. Which is all fine and dandy, I think I accomplish more when I KNOW shit has to get done.
Monday, April 6, 2009
37 Weeks
Well, I was going to take a picture for you this morning, but of course, as my luck would have it all the batteries were dead. So, you will have to wait till tomorrow to see my belly.
Now the waiting game begins.
I took a trip to Target this weekend and got everything I would need for my hospital bag. My bag is packed and I am ready to go.
I've been having some contractions and some cramping. I think I overdid it this weekend. The nesting has taken over. I was up at 6:30 in the morning on a flipping Sunday cleaning the house. Not just cleaning, but I rearranged the kitchen cupboards and the pantry. I even dusted, swept the floor and moped the kitchen floor. Took a nap at 2 and was right back at it. I even managed to stay up till 10:30....only to wake up to snow...but then I remembered I live in Ohio. Anything is possible at any time of the year.
My 36 week appt went well. Doctor said I am looking beautiful...well duh. My BP is good, Baby Cakes HR is 134. Had the Strep B test done. Wasn't nearly as bad as some people make it out to be. I was supposed to have an internal, but they decided to wait a week. So I go back Wednesday for that as well as a U/S. I am hoping that the internal will set things in motion. But at the same time, I really hope my mom makes it back from Florida before Baby Cakes decides to make "his" appearance. Really bad planning on her part.
Now the waiting game begins.
I took a trip to Target this weekend and got everything I would need for my hospital bag. My bag is packed and I am ready to go.
I've been having some contractions and some cramping. I think I overdid it this weekend. The nesting has taken over. I was up at 6:30 in the morning on a flipping Sunday cleaning the house. Not just cleaning, but I rearranged the kitchen cupboards and the pantry. I even dusted, swept the floor and moped the kitchen floor. Took a nap at 2 and was right back at it. I even managed to stay up till 10:30....only to wake up to snow...but then I remembered I live in Ohio. Anything is possible at any time of the year.
My 36 week appt went well. Doctor said I am looking beautiful...well duh. My BP is good, Baby Cakes HR is 134. Had the Strep B test done. Wasn't nearly as bad as some people make it out to be. I was supposed to have an internal, but they decided to wait a week. So I go back Wednesday for that as well as a U/S. I am hoping that the internal will set things in motion. But at the same time, I really hope my mom makes it back from Florida before Baby Cakes decides to make "his" appearance. Really bad planning on her part.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Not gunna lie
I am miserable today! I am also on the verge of tears.
I got zero sleep last night and my back is wrecked.
Every little things annoys the piss out of me and I just want to slap a bitch. Its so bad, I cant listen or be around people eating without there being background noise....loud background noise. This annoyed me before pregnancy, but now, OMG. I'm like how can people make so much noise when they chew? And how is it that people, grown adults, don't know how to share? Is it acceptable to have 2 muffins in a matter of 5 minutes when other people, especially the pg lady, haven't even had ONE! Argh.
Don't even get me started on the dumb asses at Target and Kroger from last night. I mean come on, do you think you own the isle? Is it acceptable to leave your cart unattended in the middle of the isle while you look for a jar of pickles? Move your fucking cart over.
I am not gunna lie, today is the WORST I have felt this entire pregnancy.
I feel like Peter on Family guy when he throws his hands up in the air and simply says "done". That's me done!
I cant even focus on my work b/c everything hurts and I feel like a walking zombie.
I'm going to try sleeping on the couch tonight. Hope B doesnt take offense to it. If he does, oh well...its honestly for his own good at this point.
I got zero sleep last night and my back is wrecked.
Every little things annoys the piss out of me and I just want to slap a bitch. Its so bad, I cant listen or be around people eating without there being background noise....loud background noise. This annoyed me before pregnancy, but now, OMG. I'm like how can people make so much noise when they chew? And how is it that people, grown adults, don't know how to share? Is it acceptable to have 2 muffins in a matter of 5 minutes when other people, especially the pg lady, haven't even had ONE! Argh.
Don't even get me started on the dumb asses at Target and Kroger from last night. I mean come on, do you think you own the isle? Is it acceptable to leave your cart unattended in the middle of the isle while you look for a jar of pickles? Move your fucking cart over.
I am not gunna lie, today is the WORST I have felt this entire pregnancy.
I feel like Peter on Family guy when he throws his hands up in the air and simply says "done". That's me done!
I cant even focus on my work b/c everything hurts and I feel like a walking zombie.
I'm going to try sleeping on the couch tonight. Hope B doesnt take offense to it. If he does, oh well...its honestly for his own good at this point.
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