I’ve not posted anything in awhile, and for that I apologize. However, I hope to fill you in on the last few months in just a few short paragraphs, and some really cute pictures, then I plan to get back to blogging as usual.
First of all, and most importantly, I’m thrilled to report that baby boy arrived healthy and happy in October–three days before his due date.
Baby boy weighed nine pounds, five ounces and was twenty-one inches long
Secondly, I follow a lot of mommy blogs and I am impressed that so many mommy bloggers somehow find time to not only update their blogs regularly, but have their birth stories posted mere hours after giving birth. I am not one of those mommies. Since baby boy’s arrival, I’ve been lucky to find time to shower, much less blog. Baby boy and I have found somewhat of a routine over the last three months, and I am hoping this will allow me to blog on a consistent basis…and shower regularly.
So, let’s get up to speed already…
I found out I was pregnant on February 6th of last year–click HERE to read my announcement post. Although we had tried to get pregnant in the past, my hubby and I weren’t actually trying to get pregnant when we finally got pregnant. To say the least, we were pleasantly surprised and absolutely thrilled when the pregnancy test revealed those two precious pink lines.
How did I reveal the pregnancy to the hubby??? I’ve seen the well thought out pregnancy announcements and cute, clever Pinterest-y reveals, however I decided this would be best:
Yep, it’s a text. I told my hubby we were pregnant via text. I was way too shocked to be creative and he was way too shocked to respond.
I was considered high-risk throughout my pregnancy, mainly because I was over the magical age of 35. After 35 you’re considered elderly in the world of obstetrics–“elderly primagravida” to be specific. Early in my pregnancy I was also kind of labeled ‘gestational diabetic’, but not really. I know that doesn’t make much sense, but one entire blog post will be dedicated to that confusion. I will say, however, I had absolutely no symptoms of gestational diabetes throughout my entire pregnancy. Okay, moving on…
My pregnancy was fabulous–baby and I were healthy throughout and everything went precisely as it should. We had no surprises, no health scares, no strange conditions, no abnormal ultrasounds, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary happened during my pregnancy. Given my high-risk status and the spiel given to me by one of the nurse practitioners early in my pregnancy, I was pleasantly surprised to have such an ordinary pregnancy.
I gained right at forty pounds during the pregnancy. Thankfully, by my 6 week postpartum appointment I was back down to my pre-pregnancy weight; however, my body IS NOT back to its pre-pregnancy status. My mom tells me it will take awhile and some work to get rid of the baby belly…awesome.
Again, because I was considered high-risk, I had a lot of ultrasounds throughout my entire pregnancy and my doctor kept a close watch on baby boy. From the first in-depth scan at nineteen weeks, he measured larger than his gestational age–a trend that continued throughout my pregnancy. At each growth scan he was estimated to be in the 97th percentile, and at 32 weeks it was determined he was already 6 pounds. My final growth scan was at my 38 week checkup and the plan was made for me to have a scheduled c-section since baby boy was estimated to be almost ten pounds, and liked to switch between the transverse and head down positions daily. My doctors were wonderful and I had faith they were making the best decision for our health, so we scheduled a c-section for October 7th at 8am.
During my very last OBGYN appointment before baby boy’s big arrival, one of the doctors decided to shake things up a bit and scare the living daylights out of me. Up to that point, everything regarding delivery was upbeat and positive; however not so much that day. She told me to expect to get an infection after the c-section; her exact words were, “It’s not a matter of if you get an infection, but just a matter of when.” Next, she told me that I would probably develop blood clots and they would try to put me on preventative medication, but insurance probably wouldn’t pay for it, in which case we would try baby asprin and hope for the best. Lastly, I should expect general anesthesia, because the spinal doesn’t always work. In the case of general anesthesia, I would be put completely to sleep and my hubby wouldn’t be allowed in the operating room. So, two days before my scheduled c-section I received all that news and got to dwell on each of those possibilities until the moment I was wheeled into the operating room for surgery. To make this already long story a little less long and to take away the suspense:
1. I did not develop any infection whatsoever; not even a sign of infection. My c-section incision healed beautifully.
2. I did not develop any blood clots, and my insurance paid for preventative medication.
3. The spinal worked great and my hubby was by my side during every step of the c-section. Strangely, he watched the procedure and thought it was cool. I don’t even know what to say about that. #Gross
Unforgetable Pregnancy Symptoms
Extreme fatigue. To the point that I had to nap after getting up in the morning, brushing my teeth and walking from the bathroom to the couch. #ImNotEvenKidding
Dizziness. This was one of the first symptoms I experienced, and the symptom that prompted me to take a pregnancy test.
Moodiness. This lovely symptom lasted the entire pregnancy. Come to think of it, it’s followed me right into postpartum. #LuckyHubby
Morning sickness. I didn’t experience a lot of morning sickness, maybe ten days tops. However, I did have an extremely sensitive gag reflex which resulted in quite a bit of nausea. Good times.
Loss of appetite. I had absolutely no appetite during the first trimester. Some days it was all I could do to make myself eat a bowl of chicken soup and saltines. I was on a very bland diet during those early days and couldn’t stand the thought of food.
My first trimester symptoms actually lingered until the seventeenth week of pregnancy. When they finally subsided, the following symptoms replaced them…
Really weird pelvic pain. I hadn’t had any pain during the first trimester, so when I began feeling some pressure I was concerned. My doctors, however, assured me it was all completely normal. The pain was my body’s way of preparing for birth.
Round ligament pain. This was another concerning sensation, but, once again, my doctors assured me this was nothing to worry about. Everything was being stretched and moved around to make room for baby, and I was definitely feeling every stretch.
Heartburn. It was if I had swallowed a blow torch.
Baby movement. This was DEFINITELY the best part of pregnancy. I began feeling baby boy around the eighteenth week of my pregnancy, and it was something I will never forget. His little movements began as bubbling sensations, and progressed into full blown kicks as my pregnancy progressed. #BestFeelingEver
Pregnancy-induced carpal tunnel. Imagine my confusion when I woke up one morning and couldn’t close my right hand. This was due to excess fluid in my hands and wrists, and it lasted until baby boy was born.
Hello appetite. My appetite returned with a vengeance during the second trimester, but I kept it in check. I added some complex carbs such as whole grains and lentils to my diet, but did not indulge in sugary, carby foods. Battling pregnancy cravings was a hard thing to do, but somehow I was able to refrain from giving in to the temptation. #TheStruggleWasReal
Cravings. The only consistent craving I had throughout my pregnancy was for Texas Pete Hot Sauce. I ate that stuff on everything. #Everything.
The second trimester is supposed to be a time of renewed energy…or so I read somewhere. I had a small burst of energy during my second trimester, but because of the pelvic and round ligament pain, it was short-lived.
Pelvic pain and round ligament pain continued. Some days were worse than others, but I never had anything close to debilitating pain.
Swollen ankles and feet. By the end of my pregnancy, I had developed some lovely cankles. My doctors assured me that the swelling wasn’t excessive, even though it seemed excessive to me, and was just typical pregnancy-related swelling. However, thanks to a lecture I received early in my pregnancy from a certain nurse practitioner, I was sure that I would develop preeclampsia. I freaked out if I had anything remotely close to a preeclampsia symptom. My blood pressure was fine and I never tested positive for protein throughout my pregnancy, so my doctors assured me all was well and the swelling was normal.
One vision disturbance episode. Okay, so vision changes are another preeclampsia symptom, and this one really had me freaking out. I had just gotten home from an OBGYN appointment where my blood pressure and protein level checked out fine. I walked in the door of my house, went into my dark bedroom and got on my phone. I was reading an article on my phone, in the dark, when it happened. I saw a zig-zag pattern in my line of vision that would not go away. Finally after a minute or so, I rubbed my eyes and the pattern was gone. So what did I do??? I googled preecclampsia and vision changes. People, googling symptoms is never the answer. After freaking out more, I finally talked to my doctor’s office and once again, they assured me all was well and sometimes a brief vision change is just a normal part of pregnancy…and one probably should’t read in the dark. #WhoKnew
Painful baby movement. During my last month of pregnancy, baby boy flipped daily from breech position, transverse position and head-down position. When a nine pound baby decides to flip, you feel it. Once again I had to be reassured by my doctors that everything was fine. I’m sure my OBGYN’s office was glad when my baby was finally born.
Fatigue. Fatigue returned with a vengeance.
Sleeplessness. I was so tired, but could not sleep no matter what I tried. I bought a pregnancy pillow to help me get comfortable with my huge bump, and it worked beautifully; however, I still couldn’t sleep. My mom said third trimester sleeplessness was nature’s way of preparing moms to be up all night once babies arrive. Nothing, absolutely nothing prepares you for the all-nighters once baby arrives. #JustSaying
That may seem like a lot of symptoms, but I would go through every single one of them again in a heartbeat. There’s nothing quite like a healthy pregnancy, and each symptom reminded me of how blessed I was to be pregnant. It was a wonderful nine months.
As I mentioned earlier, baby boy was delivered via scheduled c-section. I was to be at the hospital at 6am on the morning of his delivery, so the hubby and I were up by 5am and out the door by 5:30am. Surprisingly, I slept really well the night before my c-section–it was perhaps some of the best sleep I had gotten throughout the duration of the third trimester. We loaded our bags for the hospital into the car the night before so we wouldn’t have to worry anything that morning.
My mom met us in our driveway and followed us to the hospital that morning. When we arrived, we were escorted to our suite and the fun began. I changed into the hospital gown, sat on the bed and waited as the nurse took my vitals and hooked me up to the fetal doppler. That morning was the most we had ever heard baby boy’s heartbeat and we enjoyed every minute. While listening to his heartbeat, I enjoyed those last moments of feeling and seeing his sweet movements, knowing that in just a couple of hours he would be born and I would never have that opportunity again.
After all the vitals were taken, the IV was inserted and started, baby boy’s heart rate was determined and it was time for the big show. Up to this point I had been so very anxious about the c-section after my doctor’s visit earlier in the week. I worried about post-surgery infections and blood clots, but at that moment–the moment I was being wheeled into the operating room–I was terrified that the spinal wouldn’t work and I would have to go through the c-section without my hubby by my side. He was escorted into a separate room to wash up and dress in scrubs and I was taken to the operating room for the preparations to begin. As I moved onto the table for the spinal procedure, a calm washed over me and I knew everything was going to be fine. I knew the spinal would work, baby boy was going to be healthy and I was going to be healthy after the surgery was completed. I know the Holy Spirit was with me during that time as I felt His calming presence throughout the morning, reassuring me that all was well.
After what seemed like an eternity of pricks in my back, the spinal was completed and I could feel nothing from my chest down. My hubby was brought into the operating room and I was so thrilled to finally see him again. The nurse told me to expect some pressure during the c-section, especially when baby boy was born. She said the pressure would be intense at times, and she was there to administer pain medication as needed. She was not lying. I’m pretty sure that intense pressure and pain are one in the same; at least they are in my book. However, it was all worth it when I heard baby boy’s first precious cries and finally got to see his sweet face.
Hubby and Baby Boy…and my arm
I requested pain medication. All the pain medication. Seriously people, pain and ‘intense pressure’ are the same thing. Anyway, after baby boy was born and I was able to see him, I fell asleep while the doctor closed me up. I woke up right as they were about to wheel me out of the operating room and remember my doctor telling me that he closed everything up well so we could do this again soon. #Seriously?
When back in my room, baby boy was brought in for skin-to-skin time and our first breastfeeding experience. Honestly, that day was a blur to me because the pain medication kept me in a daze. If I didn’t have pictures documenting that day, I probably wouldn’t remember much after the c-section.
However, the next day I was awake and alert and so thrilled to finally have my sweet baby boy in my arms. Those first few days were so surreal–this blessing that I had prayed for and longed for was finally in my arms, and he was happy and healthy. Our hearts were full.
Our days in the hospital were good days. The entire hospital staff was wonderful with baby boy and me; they were attentive and thoughtful. We couldn’t have asked for better care during that time.
Even though we enjoyed our stay at the hospital, we were thrilled to finally take baby boy home.
Life With Baby Boy
The first few days home were a bit chaotic as baby boy was jaundiced and had to make daily trips to the pediatrician for that first week. He also had to wear a biliblanket to help reduce the jaundice. The biliblanket was effective, but not conducive to cuddling.
After a few days baby boy’s bilirubin level had gone down and the jaundice was on its way out, and we were able to start figuring out life with baby.
For the first four or five weeks, baby boy had his days and nights mixed up, which meant he slept all day and he and I were up ALL.NIGHT.LONG. Thankfully during that time, my mom came over every morning at 8am and watched him while I was able to get some sleep and rest up for another all-nighter. Finally, at about the five week mark, he began sleeping during the night and staying awake during the day–we were all thankful for this little breakthrough. He’s a great little night sleeper now, and typically has a six to seven hour stretch before waking to eat at night.
Baby boy sleeps in our bedroom beside my side of the bed in a bassinet. I can easily see him and hear him throughout the night, and this gives me so much peace of mind. I don’t know what we’ll do when he’s too big for the bassinet as this momma is not ready for him to sleep in his nursery. Co-sleeping is not an option for us as we move around way too much to add a tiny human to the mix.
As I said earlier, I follow a lot of mommy blogs and, for the most part, I find much of the information shared in those blogs helpful and insightful. However, I have learned over the last three months, that you just have to figure out what works for you and your baby and go from there. I’m always in awe of those mommy bloggers who set strict schedules and are somehow able to keep their babies on those schedules. I’ve found that for me it’s easier to follow my little guy’s cues: he eats when he’s hungry, sleeps when he’s tired and plays when he’s awake. We don’t have specific times set aside for these activities, I just follow his lead. In doing this, we’ve actually created a nice little routine that works beautifully for us.
We’re still figuring this whole parenting thing out, but my hubby and I are enjoying every moment. It’s hard to believe that three months have passed since baby boy came into this world, and it’s even harder to believe how fast he’s changed over the course of those three months. I know he’s going to grow up so fast and we are trying to savor these sweet baby days with him. We are thrilled to be a family of three.
I hope this post makes up for my seriously long absence from the blogosphere, and I plan to get back to blogging as usual now that baby boy is here and we have established a nice little routine.
As my life changes and evolves, my blog will change and evolve as well. I will be adding a Life as Mommy section where I will share everything I’m learning and loving about my new role. Don’t worry, I’ll still be writing about everything else as well, I’ll just be adding my mommyhood adventures to the mix. Stay tuned to Becoming Dr. Lah, it’s going to be an exciting journey. Believe me!
I’ll leave you with just a bit more baby cuteness before I go…
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