snowangel187
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Hey ladies!!!! How's everybody?? Look at all the precious babies!!! So sorry it's been forever since posting. I've had a lot going on. Last time I posted I was talking about how I was waiting for my inlaws to leave. Well they were delayed a few days because a storm up north so they were grounded. They finally got out of here and I was soo stressed and overwhelmed by just giving birth, the lack of help and added stress off visitors, no sleep etc. that I found myself really down. I don't know I it was the baby blues or mild post partum depression. I felt like crying and felt like there was too much to do and was so overwhelmed with things to do dishes, laundry etc that I did nothing. I went for my final post partum check up ready to consider going on meds (really tho meds would be last resort as I want to nurse and won't take meds while doing do whether they're "safe" or not) I told him my situation and he basically said welcome to life with too kids and a husband who needs to help out more. 
I asked if I could get that in writing. he basically told me to take it easy, take it one day at a time and REST. So I started to slow down. I honestly hadn't slowed down or relaxed since having the baby. I was out running errands the day I was discharged. (Baby stayed in car with fil) anyways. I started napping when baby napped. (Which I knew u were suppose to) but i started making me a priority. And basically begged my husband for help. It's not that he's totally unhelpful. He just has to be motivated or asked to help. he started driving dd to school in the mornings and taking her out for a few hours on the weekends. I would have thought I could rest while I had family here to help, but really they were no help besides mil attempting to feed dd. her idea of dd eating was letting her eat three bites and then rewarding her with candy. So really no help and more stress. I basically had to micromanage them watching her. Needless to say, I think I'll invite nobody to the next birth.....
Since I never wrote a birth story I'll write what I can remember w/o searching for my notes. My labor and delivery was much different from my first. The dr wanted to put me in the hospital the night of the 26th originally. I was induced with my first dd an that labor/delivery was less then 9 hrs. So I didn't want to labor throughout the night and deliver in the middle of it. I wanted to be able to "sleep" and plus I wanted to actually deliver on the 26th as its my step mothers birthday. So dr agreed but said I had to be in the hospital at 4am. I had planned on driving myself so everybody else in the house could sleep for a few hours. I mean what's the point of th coming to watch me get an IV and answer 9000 questions.
but my fil or really is a gentleman insisted he drive me so up at 3 (I ate breakfast cause I knew they wouldn't feed me. 
) and on to the hospital at 3:30am. I got there at 4 and the nurses aske why I was scheduled so early. I said I have no idea. so they put me in a room and said the nurse would be in shortly. I sat there an waited.....and waited.....watched the sun come up and waited......decided I'd sleep while waiting...nurse came in at 6am. They were so busy the night before and short staffed they called somebody in to work until 7am until shift change. :shrugg: so she hooked me up did my IV and drew blood. Asked if I was suppose to have pitocin as the dr only wrote no food and can have epidural at 4cm in his orders. :doh: so I told her unfortunately I was suppose I have the pit, so they started running the "devil" through my veins. And we were off. Shift change happened. I had two nurses one was a sweet old black lady who has been a nurse for 30 years. Her name was Daisy. The other nurse I'm not sure of her name. 
but they were both great!!!! Anyways. The dr had checked me on Christmas Eve and i wasnt dilated or anything. Made my husband bd and i stayed very active christmas day and when i went in on the 26th and the nurse checked me, i was almost 2cm. 
The day was pretty uneventful. I was contracting pretty regularly but my monitor wasn't picking them up, they kept upping the pitocin to the max they were allowed w/o the dr coming to check me. I looked at magazines, played on Facebook, played cribbage, almost called security on my husband. (He thought it'd be cute to bring his lunch up to eat in front of me rather then eat in the cafeteria. ) 
dr finally came around 3 in the afternoon. I was contracting regular they were about ever 2-3mins. They didn't "hurt" yet and the monitor wasn't giving me credit for them all. just as dr arrived the intensity was getting to be more. He checked me and I was 4cm. 
he broke my water. He walked out the door and the fun started. Contractions were crazy intense. The nurse said I could get up as long as I could stay monitored. I told her I knew my water was just broken but I feel like I need to pee am I allowed to go. Se said yes. So in we went. Then I told her I kinda felt like I needed to go #2. She said well you can't do that. I told her it felt like really I had to go #2 not that I was about to give birth. Still she said no. so we went back to the bed, she wanted to check me since "I had to go #2" I was still only 4. I then informed her with my first daughter I went from 4-10cm in less then an hour. She said well that's good to know. so I got up and stood by the bed all of my pain in pressure was in the lower front. With my first dd it was all in my lower back. To be honest I preferred the back labor. Anyways. The pain and pressure were so intense it was making me nauseous. I started dry heaving. The nurses gave me alcohol swabs to sniff. they worked. But I went through a lot of them. I couldn't stand anymore as I wasn't getting any relief during contractions. As i was standing there huffing alcohol swabs i was chanting in my head "epidural" "epidural" over and over. The only way I could get any relief while standing was to lift up on the bottom of my belly. Which kind of defeated the purpose. so I lay down again. Baby's heart rate dropped and my blood pressure was super low. Don't even remember the exact number but it was somewhere around 70/55 I started to panic thinking I was about to go for an emergency section and I didn't have an epidural so they'd have to put me out. Nurse try to reassure me we were not to that point yet. And helped me find a position baby was happy in. They backed off the pitocin some and decided to see how things would go. Baby's heart rate and my bp stabilized. After moving from one side to the other for baby's heart rate I had a very weird sensation all of a sudden there was like a gush my water was already broken so I was confused. I said to my nurse I think I just peed the bed. and almost immediately after I said and now I think I'm gonna crap. she said don't do anything, don't push she said the "pee" was probably my mucos plug and she would check me. It was my mucos plug, I told her I had to push she said no the dr isn't ere and there's nobody to deliver the baby if I was ready. She checked me and said breath don't push you're 10cm baby is right there and dr isn't here. She yelled down the hall to have dr come stat. He was a couple buildings down at his practice. I kept saying I couldn't not push and obviously they encouraged me to breath through it til dr got there. In the meantime the nurse could see it was no joke I was gonna start with or without him. she told me to wait we was gonna check to see how long before the dr would be there. And in my 20second break between my contractions I asked dh for my phone. I had to do a Facebook status update.....obviously. I posted "About to push" basically my way of telling family who didn't make it and I hadn't been in contact with it was almost time. The nurse came around the corner and said seriously? I thought you were about to have a baby and ur on ur phone. I said no I really need to push. I was begging her to let me push. I told her I was gonna start I explained I didn't have to wait for the dr because my first daughter I pushed for two hours. Dr arrived after what seemed like forever. Literally 2&1/2 pushes and dr told me to stop... Cord was around baby's neck. He removed the cord and she was born at 5:10pm. The whole room was in total shock I felt as tho I hadn't even started with delivery and it was over!!! They set her on my chest. Her eyes were open but there was no crying. I kept freaking out saying she not breathing (because she wasn't crying) and then I said she was turning blue. (She wasn't) dr stuck around to find out how much she weighed. 7lbs 1oz. He said he couldn't believe it and had no idea where I carried all that baby. 
I called fil within minutes of delivery and told him to bring dd. I checked my Facebook post to see what time it was posted. It was at 5:00. So less then 10minutes and 2&1/2 pushes. My baby girl was in my arms. I'm so thankful that she is healthy and perfect.
She nurses great and has just recently slept 5consecutive nights all through the night.
And with that sleep I'm starting to feel a lot better. I've started to make a todo list and try to do one thing a day whether its dishes, sweeping or laundry etc. some days it's more and some days it's less. But I'm not being too hard on myself I remind myself I just had a baby. and besides my little emotional hiccup after having her recovery has been a breeze compared to my first. We are already thinking about #3.
Sorry it's sooo long. Now that I'm feeling better I'm hoping to check in more often.
I asked if I could get that in writing. he basically told me to take it easy, take it one day at a time and REST. So I started to slow down. I honestly hadn't slowed down or relaxed since having the baby. I was out running errands the day I was discharged. (Baby stayed in car with fil) anyways. I started napping when baby napped. (Which I knew u were suppose to) but i started making me a priority. And basically begged my husband for help. It's not that he's totally unhelpful. He just has to be motivated or asked to help. he started driving dd to school in the mornings and taking her out for a few hours on the weekends. I would have thought I could rest while I had family here to help, but really they were no help besides mil attempting to feed dd. her idea of dd eating was letting her eat three bites and then rewarding her with candy. So really no help and more stress. I basically had to micromanage them watching her. Needless to say, I think I'll invite nobody to the next birth..... Since I never wrote a birth story I'll write what I can remember w/o searching for my notes. My labor and delivery was much different from my first. The dr wanted to put me in the hospital the night of the 26th originally. I was induced with my first dd an that labor/delivery was less then 9 hrs. So I didn't want to labor throughout the night and deliver in the middle of it. I wanted to be able to "sleep" and plus I wanted to actually deliver on the 26th as its my step mothers birthday. So dr agreed but said I had to be in the hospital at 4am. I had planned on driving myself so everybody else in the house could sleep for a few hours. I mean what's the point of th coming to watch me get an IV and answer 9000 questions.
but my fil or really is a gentleman insisted he drive me so up at 3 (I ate breakfast cause I knew they wouldn't feed me. ) and on to the hospital at 3:30am. I got there at 4 and the nurses aske why I was scheduled so early. I said I have no idea. so they put me in a room and said the nurse would be in shortly. I sat there an waited.....and waited.....watched the sun come up and waited......decided I'd sleep while waiting...nurse came in at 6am. They were so busy the night before and short staffed they called somebody in to work until 7am until shift change. :shrugg: so she hooked me up did my IV and drew blood. Asked if I was suppose to have pitocin as the dr only wrote no food and can have epidural at 4cm in his orders. :doh: so I told her unfortunately I was suppose I have the pit, so they started running the "devil" through my veins. And we were off. Shift change happened. I had two nurses one was a sweet old black lady who has been a nurse for 30 years. Her name was Daisy. The other nurse I'm not sure of her name. but they were both great!!!! Anyways. The dr had checked me on Christmas Eve and i wasnt dilated or anything. Made my husband bd and i stayed very active christmas day and when i went in on the 26th and the nurse checked me, i was almost 2cm. The day was pretty uneventful. I was contracting pretty regularly but my monitor wasn't picking them up, they kept upping the pitocin to the max they were allowed w/o the dr coming to check me. I looked at magazines, played on Facebook, played cribbage, almost called security on my husband. (He thought it'd be cute to bring his lunch up to eat in front of me rather then eat in the cafeteria. ) dr finally came around 3 in the afternoon. I was contracting regular they were about ever 2-3mins. They didn't "hurt" yet and the monitor wasn't giving me credit for them all. just as dr arrived the intensity was getting to be more. He checked me and I was 4cm. he broke my water. He walked out the door and the fun started. Contractions were crazy intense. The nurse said I could get up as long as I could stay monitored. I told her I knew my water was just broken but I feel like I need to pee am I allowed to go. Se said yes. So in we went. Then I told her I kinda felt like I needed to go #2. She said well you can't do that. I told her it felt like really I had to go #2 not that I was about to give birth. Still she said no. so we went back to the bed, she wanted to check me since "I had to go #2" I was still only 4. I then informed her with my first daughter I went from 4-10cm in less then an hour. She said well that's good to know. so I got up and stood by the bed all of my pain in pressure was in the lower front. With my first dd it was all in my lower back. To be honest I preferred the back labor. Anyways. The pain and pressure were so intense it was making me nauseous. I started dry heaving. The nurses gave me alcohol swabs to sniff. they worked. But I went through a lot of them. I couldn't stand anymore as I wasn't getting any relief during contractions. As i was standing there huffing alcohol swabs i was chanting in my head "epidural" "epidural" over and over. The only way I could get any relief while standing was to lift up on the bottom of my belly. Which kind of defeated the purpose. so I lay down again. Baby's heart rate dropped and my blood pressure was super low. Don't even remember the exact number but it was somewhere around 70/55 I started to panic thinking I was about to go for an emergency section and I didn't have an epidural so they'd have to put me out. Nurse try to reassure me we were not to that point yet. And helped me find a position baby was happy in. They backed off the pitocin some and decided to see how things would go. Baby's heart rate and my bp stabilized. After moving from one side to the other for baby's heart rate I had a very weird sensation all of a sudden there was like a gush my water was already broken so I was confused. I said to my nurse I think I just peed the bed. and almost immediately after I said and now I think I'm gonna crap. she said don't do anything, don't push she said the "pee" was probably my mucos plug and she would check me. It was my mucos plug, I told her I had to push she said no the dr isn't ere and there's nobody to deliver the baby if I was ready. She checked me and said breath don't push you're 10cm baby is right there and dr isn't here. She yelled down the hall to have dr come stat. He was a couple buildings down at his practice. I kept saying I couldn't not push and obviously they encouraged me to breath through it til dr got there. In the meantime the nurse could see it was no joke I was gonna start with or without him. she told me to wait we was gonna check to see how long before the dr would be there. And in my 20second break between my contractions I asked dh for my phone. I had to do a Facebook status update.....obviously. I posted "About to push" basically my way of telling family who didn't make it and I hadn't been in contact with it was almost time. The nurse came around the corner and said seriously? I thought you were about to have a baby and ur on ur phone. I said no I really need to push. I was begging her to let me push. I told her I was gonna start I explained I didn't have to wait for the dr because my first daughter I pushed for two hours. Dr arrived after what seemed like forever. Literally 2&1/2 pushes and dr told me to stop... Cord was around baby's neck. He removed the cord and she was born at 5:10pm. The whole room was in total shock I felt as tho I hadn't even started with delivery and it was over!!! They set her on my chest. Her eyes were open but there was no crying. I kept freaking out saying she not breathing (because she wasn't crying) and then I said she was turning blue. (She wasn't) dr stuck around to find out how much she weighed. 7lbs 1oz. He said he couldn't believe it and had no idea where I carried all that baby. I called fil within minutes of delivery and told him to bring dd. I checked my Facebook post to see what time it was posted. It was at 5:00. So less then 10minutes and 2&1/2 pushes. My baby girl was in my arms. I'm so thankful that she is healthy and perfect. She nurses great and has just recently slept 5consecutive nights all through the night.
And with that sleep I'm starting to feel a lot better. I've started to make a todo list and try to do one thing a day whether its dishes, sweeping or laundry etc. some days it's more and some days it's less. But I'm not being too hard on myself I remind myself I just had a baby. and besides my little emotional hiccup after having her recovery has been a breeze compared to my first. We are already thinking about #3. Sorry it's sooo long. Now that I'm feeling better I'm hoping to check in more often.
