So there has been some major things going on in our house since my last post. Basically I stopped posting about 5 months after we had started trying to get pregnant with baby number 2. And it took another 15 months of trying but we finally had a precious baby GIRL! She is now almost 7 months old so its not so new anymore. My pregnancy was awful. I was sick constantly. Weeks 6-13 were terrible. I had the worst headaches every day and I was pretty much sick and not wanting to eat. Then one week after that I got sick for the first time. I was pretty much sick the whole time. Colds, sore throats, high blood pressure and so much other stuff. I swore I would never want to do that again! The good part about my pregnancy was Luke. He was so excited. We hadn't told him I was pregnant because I had a miscarriage the month before I got pregnant and I had told him then so I wanted to make sure this time was for real. At our 10 week appointment he came with us and the doctor did an ultrasound and none of us said what it was but he looked at the screen and said is that a baby? So we told him. He was so excited he just wanted to keep looking at the ultrasound. He immediately named the baby Steve. I had made Jason a promise years ago when we found out what Luke was, that we would not find out for the next one. Well Jason agreed we really needed to find out so we could prepare him just in case Steve wasn't a boy! Well about a week into it Luke started saying the baby was a girl. Knowing Jason's family history of all the men only having boys I would try to tell Luke it was probably going to be a boy but he insisted it was a girl. When we went into the ultrasound we closed our eyes and didn't find out. We had the tech write down what it was on three different cards and in our card she also put a picture of what it was. We were having our friends over the next day for pumpkin carving so we decided to have a reveal and all find out together. Jason and Luke went to Babies R Us and picked out a boy outfit and a girl outfit and had them wrap it, then they had a cake made with pink or blue filling. After we ate dinner with our friends we brought out the gift and let Luke open it. I was doing a video on my phone so I didn't see it right away but everyone was screaming! Luke was right and it was a girl! Jason and I didn't believe it. It took weeks for it to sink in. I even had to see a perinatologist at 37 weeks and they did an ultrasound for sizing and checking for any problems and I told the tech please tell me if it really is a girl because they said it was and I don't believe it! He looked and said yes that is definitely a girl! That was the best surprise and totally worth the 20 month wait to get pregnant!
My birth story:
I didn't really think I was going to have a birth story this time. My perinatologist said he did not want me to go past 39 weeks and they told me she was going to be a big baby and there were just some other things going on that a repeat c section seemed like a good idea. Luke came at 37 weeks and 5 days. I was really hoping the baby would too. I was so ready for her to be here. I was miserable. I got taken out of work at 35 weeks because of my blood pressure and I had to go to the hospital once to be monitored for blood pressure and I was having contractions every 2-4 minutes and they had to give me some medication to stop them. Then at my next weekly visit with the doctor my mom came with me and Luke and the doctor said she really didn't think I would make it another week. She thought I was going to go into labor that weekend. Well I didn't. And I didn't the next week either. I was so miserable but we finally set the date to have a c section for March 11th. I finally was at peace with the fact that she wasn't coming early like Luke and was happy it was planned and I could drop Luke off at school on Monday before heading to the hospital. The Friday before I took Luke out on an all day adventure as my friend Loralyn's housekeeper came and cleaned my house top to bottom! The next day I woke up and here we are in the middle of tax and baseball season and Jason has a game then wanted to work since he would be taking off the next week. So Luke and I were home all day. I just wasn't feeling right. I was having contractions but they weren't very consistent. My parents came to visit and when they went home Luke and I went to take a nap in my bed. I woke up at 5pm and he was still asleep so I turned on the tv in the room and Friends was on. It was the episode where Rachel was past her due date and was miserable. I was laughing so hard. I don't think it would have been as funny if I wasn't so ready to be done! While laying there I started having some contractions. Same as I had been for weeks just figured it would be just long enough to be annoying and go away. Well when Luke woke up and we made our way out to the living room and I made him some dinner and that is when the contractions just seemed a little different. Now at this point I was pretty sure we were having a baby sooner than Monday. Jason got home at 8:30 that night and we were going to watch a show and hang out but at that point I was really having contractions pretty consistently so I told him he better go get some sleep since he had been gone working and doing baseball for 12 hours. So there I sat in the living room by myself trying to keep myself occupied. The contractions came on pretty strong. By 1am they HURT! I was moaning and groaning so loud that even my husband who usually won't wake up for anything heard me and came out. He instantly freaked and said we have to go to the hospital I don't want you having a baby here. So he called the hospital and they told him no. I had to have contractions 4 minutes apart for 2 hours. They told him to tell me to get some sleep. I'm sorry but that nurse must have never had a baby before. I tried to lay down and at the first contraction I was out of bed and on my knees in so much pain. Now with Luke I had pitocin and waited for 3 hours until I got the epidural and I just got it because everyone was annoying me at that point and I thought I better get it before it was too late. I didn't probably need it at that point. This time was completely different. I don't know what the heck was wrong but the pain was so awful. My thighs burned every contraction. It was bad. I was trying to blow dry my hair after my shower and I decided I could no longer wait and called my parents who live 45 minutes away and said hurry up. We had to wait until they got there to leave. My mom tried to tell me to focus on something and I just about ripped her head off. I was not in the mood! Contractions in the car are super fun too. But nothing as good as when we got to the hospital and they are trying to get me to spell my name and tell them all sorts of info. Are you freaking kidding me? I can't move and you want me to spell things for you and talk like normal? I was so mad! They checked me when I got there and I was at 5. My doctor got there and said they couldn't take me quite yet as they were finishing up a c section. She said lets check you if you are at a 10 I will let you push. I just wasn't prepared for that at all. I was in so much pain and I was terrified the baby was over 8lbs! Luckily I was still at a 5 and they said we could prep to go into surgery because they were done. So we got into the OR and the anesthesiologist gave me the spinal block. Oh my gosh! Can we say amazing!!!! Instant relief. It was amazing. This time since I didn't have an epidural on board and then extra drugs on top of that I wasn't nauseous and tired like I was with Luke. At 9:21am on Sunday March 10th a whole day before she was supposed to come Delilah Grace Marie came out screaming louder than anything I have ever heard. All of the doctors and nurses were talking the whole time and they all shut up when this girl came out! I was nervous something was wrong with her. Luke never ever ever cried that loud ever! She is ear piercing! The next thing I was anxious about was how much did she weigh? I kept asking Jason and he said they hadn't done that yet. Finally he comes over and says 6lb 3 oz and 18.5 inches! Are you kidding me? I was worried about a giant 8lb baby and she was barely over 6! She was tiny. Not as tiny as Luke but still so tiny. Jason went off with her while they finished my surgery. When I finally got out into recovery Jason made them bring her over to me. He said she had screamed for 45 minutes and he just wanted to get her to me. Once they brought her over she latched right on the boob and was completely content and that is where she has been for the last almost 7 months! She is a perfect nurser the complete opposite of Luke and I am thrilled. It is an amazing bond that I feel I didn't get with Luke. Delilah is a mama's girl that is for sure. She could be happy with Jason playing and smiling and I walk by and she instantly freaks if I don't come get her. She is still like that! I have a love hate relationship with it. I love it so much but its so hard when I can't get anything done or spend some time with Luke.
Oh and Luke is seriously the best big brother ever. He loves Delilah so much. He can't get enough of her. He is my big helper and loves every minute of it. It is actually awesome having them 4 years apart. He can "watch" her while I run outside to throw laundry in or I had him watch her while I mopped the other day. It's great he loves playing with her. It sometimes makes my cry the way they love each other. She loves him so much too. She laughs and smiles at him all the time, and she is a hard one to get a laugh out of!
I am so in love. I can't believe I get to be mom to these two beautiful babies. I will write more someday very soon as I have loved going back and reading all of the posts about Luke. I wish I would have kept going!
I will post pictures soon too!
Oh and Luke is seriously the best big brother ever. He loves Delilah so much. He can't get enough of her. He is my big helper and loves every minute of it. It is actually awesome having them 4 years apart. He can "watch" her while I run outside to throw laundry in or I had him watch her while I mopped the other day. It's great he loves playing with her. It sometimes makes my cry the way they love each other. She loves him so much too. She laughs and smiles at him all the time, and she is a hard one to get a laugh out of!
I am so in love. I can't believe I get to be mom to these two beautiful babies. I will write more someday very soon as I have loved going back and reading all of the posts about Luke. I wish I would have kept going!
I will post pictures soon too!
1 comment:
Love it! I love to see you so happy with your beautiful babies (no matter how old they get they will always be our babies, right???) I knew it would come for you and I know that if in your heart you want more, it will happen. I love hearing you talk about Delilah because that is exactly how Abigail was, and exactly how I felt about it too! Love you so much my dear friend. Here's to many more years celebrating our wonderful families.
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