March 20, 2015

Baby J's Birth Story

Finally, the post you've been waiting for! It has literally taken me an entire day to write this, ha, hello life with two! As you know, our son was born on March 3rd. He's already over two weeks old, I can't believe how fast time flies! With a due date of March 24th, we were not expecting such an early arrival. In case you didn't know, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes at 31 weeks. Following the diagnosis I was able to have a growth ultrasound, as I was measuring small and wanted to see how he was doing. After that ultrasound it was decided that I would have them weekly. J was two to three weeks behind in gestational age. I wasn't too concerned since Miss A was 5 lbs when she was born- totally healthy, with no complications.

As the weeks went by J did show growth, but my doctors wanted to also do weekly stress tests. I was hooked up to a monitor to check his heart rate. Every stress tests was normal. It wasn't until March 2nd, when I went back in for another stress test and ultrasound that there was a reason to be concerned. The ultrasound tech measured the amniotic fluid and told me it was low, dangerously low. I don't know if I was in denial or just thinking there was nothing to be worried about, but I was so not prepared to hear that I needed to go to labor and delivery to be induced, that same day. 

My bag wasn't packed. Miss A was at a friends house. My husband was supposed to work that night. I was 36 weeks and 6 days, which considering all things, was great since I was about to be considered term the next day. The doctor was positive this was the best thing to do for baby and after putting my husband on speaker phone so he could hear, I burst into tears. 

I'm sure it was the planner in me- freaking out that I didn't feel 100% ready for this baby to come. I thought I had more time! I wanted to spend more time with Miss A, I wanted to deep clean the house, I wanted to tackle some freezer think you have all the time in the world, but now I see I should have been more prepared.

Once I got over the initial shock it was time to figure things out. I didn't have to go immediately, so I went home, called my dad and mom on the way, and a friend to see if Miss A could spend the night. As soon as I got home we packed our bags. Luckily I had already started and had a list of everything I wanted to take. I packed Miss A's bag, my husband cleaned up the house a bit; I couldn't stand the thought of bringing a baby home to a dirty kitchen, ha! He called work and managed to get the next three days off. When we were all set we met my friend to drop off Miss A. That was SO hard. Cue more tears. She was so excited once she found out she was going to 
spend some time with her friend, have a sleepover, and go out for ice cream! Her willingness to go made it so much easier.

Then we were off to the hospital! We got to the labor and delivery floor and were told that a room wasn't available yet. Talk about being disappointed. We waited, and waited, and waited...for about three hours. ._. When we finally got our room, I saw our doctor, who would later be the one to deliver me. She had a few ideas on how to start the induction process. Instead of starting with pitocin, she suggested a foley bulb...I'll spare you the details, but once it was in place, contractions started on their own. They weren't too bad so I figured I'd wait a while before requesting an epidural. We tried to get some sleep, I was given some pain meds which made me loopy, and a sleeping pill. I didn't sleep much, as the contractions gradually picked up in intensity and nurses kept coming in to see how things were going. Five hours later, my contractions were VERY intense. We were pretty surprised, thinking we weren't going to meet our son until the next day. Luckily that was not going to be the case! I requested an epidural as the pain was pretty bad at this point, and suddenly my water broke. 

So much happened after that. Contractions were super strong, I soon felt the urge to push, and nurses flooded into the room. There was no time for that epidural! Which was okay with me, I was READY. Baby J was ready. We were all ready. Five strong pushes, and he was born!   

I was thrilled, to say the least. If you were to have told me I'd be giving birth without an epidural, I would've laughed. Somehow I did it and lived to tell about it. :) We are so happy that he is one strong, healthy little man. Nursing is going well, he is back up to birth weight, and we are all adjusting to being a family of four.   

March 13, 2015

A New Way of Life

Thank you so, so much for all your well wishes! We are all doing well and embracing this new way of life. 

It blows my mind that we have a one week old baby at home. I went from being scared out of my mind, to head over heels in love. This last week has been filled with all kinds of emotions. I'm so happy we have our little J home with us, even if it was unplanned and there were still many, many things I wanted to do before his arrival. None of that really matters anymore. We had everything ready for him- it was the other goals, more for me, that I didn't get to. Not to mention I thought I'd have more time with Miss A. I think that was the hardest thing for me to come to terms with after he was born; it wouldn't be just the two of us anymore!

I thought I'd share pictures with you from the week. These are all iPhone pics (seeing as I have a sleeping babe on my chest right now and can't reach a laptop). I'll share some better quality photos soon, but you can see some from my earlier post this week. I hope to do a full write up of his birth story soon, when I find the time and energy for it! You forget all too quick how hard sleep deprivation is. In the meantime, please bear with my absence and know that I'm still reading blogs (during those middle of the night feedings) and I'm still very active on IG (stillluckyblog)! 

March 9, 2015

Welcome to the World- He's here!!

Forgive my absence last week on the blog, all my time and attention has been on giving birth to our SON, who arrived three weeks early, on Tuesday, March 3rd at 6:39 am. I will refer to him as "J" on the blog; we are so happy, excited, and blessed. At 4 lbs and 10 oz, he is a little peanut, but is healthy and doing well!

We've been home since Thursday and thankfully my mom and mother in law were able to swoop in at a moments notice to help out. I can't wait to share the whole story with you, until then, here are some pictures for you to enjoy!!