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OK, so it's been ages, and I'm SO SORRY!!!! I've been just continuously overwhelmed, it seems like. But I'm so embarassed that Ella is 6wks old now, and I'm just updating! I've been coming and checking on everyone periodically, but that's all the time I can get to myself it seems. (I'm lucky if I shower daily) OK, so I'll update, and tell you why now.
So at the beginning of December I had that pre-term labor thing. Well I continued to contract every day, on and off all day, but they didn't seem to get more painful (which is what they told me to watch for). So I ran around like mad woman trying to get caught up at work, get things ready at home because I knew she was coming early, and of course get everything for Christmas ready. Well 12/21 rolls around, and my family was doing their Christmas get-together that Sunday as they were going to be in Denver for actual Christmas. My mom joked, whether she should bring clothes for the weekend or not and I said "No, I think we're find." So we had Christmas and it was nice and fun, and then that night my contractions got worse and were VERY regular and consistent. I had a Dr appointment Monday morning so I wasn't overly worried about it. Then they woke me up in the middle of the night, and they were quite uncomfortable, definitely different than what I had been having. I got up at like 4 and timed them and they were every 4 minutes and hurting. Finally after an hour I decided to get in the shower and just get ready, shaved my legs and all. After the shower they were roughly 3 minutes apart and hurt worse, by 6 I was breathing and moaning through them. I told Eddie he better call into work, and come to the dr with me because I was sure we were having a baby. This was the first day of Sid's holiday vacation and he was going to a different place for daycare, and the poor kid was nervous and we had to hustle him off and leave him to get me to the dr, I felt so bad for him. But I needed to get to the dr, the contractions were worse and coming every 2 minutes.
Here's where it gets funny. We get to the dr, and they don't believe me that I'm having this baby today. But my dr sends me over to labor and delivery to be monitored because the contractions are obviously worse than they normally were. Up to this point I hadn't had any bleeding or leaking water, nothing. We check in at l&d (my dr's office is in the hospital, it just a short walk to l&d), and as soon as we get there they want a urine sample and from the time it took to walk from my dr's office to there I had started bleeding heavily. So they check me, and the nurse is like, I don't know what your dr is talking about, you have definitely changed since you were checked in his office. She said, I "think" your probably going to have your baby today. So my sister called me right then, and I'm telling her what the nurse said, and she's like "I don't speak labor lingo, tell me what's going on in English." I laughed and my water broke with a big gush. The nurse called my dr again, and he says "yep, your having a baby today." From that time to the time Ella was out it was less than an hour. After my water broke I progressed super quickly, my contractions were coming almost on top of each other by the time they got my epi in, I was SOOOOO relieved when it was in place! Miss Ella came into the world on 12/22/08 at 11:16 am, weighing 6.15 lbs and measuring 19 inches. It took a few seconds for her to cry, and they held her up over the curtain and then wisked her away to the NICU. I sent Eddie with her. So I'm laying there on the table while their stitching me up, and we're talking about Christmas and what we'd gotten our kiddos. It was pretty amusing. I spent just over an hour in recovery, I felt pretty good, they'd given me a huge cocktail and I was feeling NO pain. Then they wheeled me into the NICU in my bed and everything, and I got to see her and touch her for a few minutes before they took me to my post-partum room. She was so beautiful, so fair (my son had been sooo dark), she had a head full of dark hair that stood straight up and looked curly too. She looked so tiny, yet so chunky too; I know that sounds strange, but she was small but had plenty of meat on her bones. Just like her mommy!
So we spent 2 weeks in the NICU. She had glucose problems, wouldn't eat, got jaundice, etc. Normal preemie issues, but definitely not as bad as it could be. It was rough, but I was so thankful that it wasn't worse. Some of those poor babies in there, and then I'd just cry for their mommies, and then I'd cry tears of thanks for us; I was just super emotional. That lasted until she came home, and then it was like a huge burden had been lifted and I could enjoy everything again. Since then we've just been hanging out at home together. I'm working from home, and then I have my son to pick up from school every day, and all the normal home stuff. I've just been so busy, I definitely took on more than I could handle offereing to work from home. I have deadlines, and work issues everyday, on top of being up in the night, and housework. AAAAAHHHHHH!!
It's been 6 wks now! I can't believe Ella is SIX weeks old!!! I love her so much, she's so wonderful! We're finally getting things down, in a groove, and I'm able to get more things done now. I've also gotten over my "I can do it all" issue, so I've been asking Eddie for more help. Once I asked though, he jumped right in and has been so helpful and is just a WONDERFUL new daddy again.
OK, I had intended to get photos up too, but she's waking for her evening feed; so I'll have to do that later. If you got through this whole thing (which I tried to make as brief as I could, so left out all kinds of stuff) then you are amazing and I LOVE you! and I can't edit now either, I'm sorry, I hope there aren't too many typos!
Miss you ladies!! I'll try and be on more frequently, but I'm sure you all understand.
Wonderful to hear from you Jen! I know what you mean about tiny and chunky at the same time....my DD was 6' 12" and 18 1/2 inches...tiny, but chunky. Of course, mine wasn't a preemie....she would have been big had she baked longer!! I'm glad you knew your own labor situation better than the docs, sounds like things happened fast! Congratulations again, she is lovely.