tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90558109444939273662024-03-13T21:14:26.739-07:00My Special BlessingIn My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-23646070823769696902013-11-01T18:26:00.001-07:002013-11-01T18:26:09.857-07:00A Special Day...<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Happy 19th Birthday</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>I Love You!</i></span></div>
In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-56848777245495609422011-01-31T16:00:00.000-08:002011-01-31T16:51:30.086-08:00Tuesday, November 1, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">The phone rang around 5am. Good news! My cousin C gave birth to a whopper of a baby boy at 4:30am.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I will be so happy, and relieved, when my little one finally decides to make an appearance.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I'm ready!</span></em><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * </span></em><br /></div><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">6:45am - My eyes pop open to a hard and crampy contraction. I have to go potty. But I can't move til this contraction eases-up. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Breathe. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Breathe. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Breathe.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Ahhh!</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Now to the potty. (TMI?!)</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Lost mucus plug.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Thoughts running through my head...</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">*He is getting ready to go to work. Will tell him to be by the phone, just incase.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I need to get the girls ready and off to school.*</span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Wash hands.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I feel something warm running down my legs. Oh no! I'm I wetting myself?</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Back on the potty.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">GUSH!!!!!</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Whoa! My water just broke.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I hollar for him. *You can't go to work today...my water just broke!*</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I get myself cleaned-up. He's on the phone...calling everyone.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I need to call J, my midwife to tell her.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She says, *Are you sure?*</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">*Yes, J, I'm sure. It's running down my legs :)*</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She chuckles and says, *Ok, then head to the hospital.*</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">So, I shower. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Grab the bag, a few towels for the *water*, and Chelsea's picture...I need her with me. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Drop the girls off at my SIL's. She does a frenchbraid in my hair, gives me hug and well wishes, and prayers that all goes well.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">And we are off to the hospital 45 minutes away...Contractions are settling in at 2 minutes apart and 1 minute long. 1 minute break inbetween each one. Still bearable. I can do this!</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">We arrive at the hospital L&D around 8:45am. Nurse Robin is there :)</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She looks up and says, *You're not scheduled for a NST are you?*</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">*No. My water broke - so reserve yourself today...I want you to be with me.*</span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Tended to by Nurse Diana, whom I do not remember ever meeting before -</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Vitals checked:</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Weight - Well this is it. I gained a grand total of 35 lbs. Not bad for a Banana Split diet. :)</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Exam - 1cm. Contracting every 2 minutes at 1 minute long. + Amniotic Fluid. *Yes, Mrs. P, you're in LABOR.* (I knew that!)</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">My mind was trying to wrap around this. I still have 9cm to go. I want to do this NATURAL, NO DRUGS.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I opt for the tub to try to relax ... with the agreement that they will check FHB every 10 minutes.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">No arguement there!</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I'm not watching the time. Too busy getting thru the contractions.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">But at some point I had to go potty.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">He and J help me out of the tub and to the toilet.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">J checks me again. 4-5 cm.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I can't move to get back to the tub. </span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Something has happend.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">The contractions are strong and forceful. It's difficult to stay focused.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">J is massaging my back and hips, cooling me with a cold rag, feeding me ice chips.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">He is sitting in front of me, reaching around to stroke my back.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">More contractions. Harder. Stronger.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">A deep groan escapes me.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">J asked if I felt like to push? I am so zoned I can't answer her verbally.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She checks me again.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">In 30 minutes I went from 4-5cm to 9cm.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">So that was TRANSITION?!</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Ok, off the potty and into the bed. On the way to the bed another contraction over takes me and my knees giveout. He is trying to hold me up as J dives under me, just incase this little one shoots out.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Alls well.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">They get me to the bed and all goes calm and peaceful.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">The LULL before the actual pushing begins.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">So there I lay, holding onto the handgrips, (I'm sure my knuckles were white). Waiting. Unsure of what is happening. Just waiting.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">(I really wanted to deliver in the squat position, but my legs were like mush.)</span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then it starts up again. Not painful contractions, but oh, so forceful.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">13 minutes of the PUSHING stage.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Nurse Robin is snapping pictures and checking the video camera.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">6 1/2 hours of labor from start to finish. No drugs. No time for drugs or an epidural if I did choose to go that route.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">November 1 @ 1:23pm my baby is born. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Alive! </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">J says, *Here she is!* And plops her on my belly.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Through my tears I say, *It's a girl?*</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Laughing, she says, *Oh, let me check.* ... *Yes, it's a girl!*</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Thank you, Lord for this Special Blessing!</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">So this little baby girl is laying on my belly, just looking at me.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I look down at her and a tidal wave of pure love crashes over me.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Here I was, for 9 months, wondering how I was going to love this new little one as much as I love Chelsea.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I didn't have to divide my love between my children ... Love multiplys!!! My friend was right. She told me it would happen, and it did.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">So, this little girl is very pudgy and squishy. Must have been all those banana splits.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She has patches of red hair. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Irish temper???</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">J takes her so they can cut the cord.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Oh, she did not like that. She cried. Her first cry. Music to my ears.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She is back on my belly and we are covered with a nice warm blanket.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I talk. She looks at me. She knows my voice. Amazing!</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Nurse D tries to put my baby to my breast, but I stop her. We are going to let this little one find it on her own.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She asks J if she should give me some Pitocin to help deliver the placenta. J says *No.*</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Maybe Nurse D was in a hurry?! Wanted things to move along alittle quicker?!</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">That's what I like about a midwife (not all, but most) ... she was not rushing my body to do what it would do naturally. If intervention was needed, she would opt for it. NOT just because she had other plans she wanted to be getting to.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">But things were going along as they should.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Soon enough after baby birth, I deliver the placenta. No Pitocin needed.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">It is determined that I need stitches. (11 of them)</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Me and My Special Blessing are tended to with utmost care.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">They even called the kitchen to send up some food.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I was so hungry. The last I ate was supper the night before. The i</span></em><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">ce chips I ate during labor were not filling at all.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">After a while she finds my breast, on her own.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">We were given precious bonding time.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then she was weighed and measured. </span></em><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">8lbs 12.7 oz & 20 inches of absolutely pure incredible life-altering love.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Footprints, eye-ointment.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">J gave her a nice warm bath...laughing because putting a baby back into the warm water makes them return to the position they were in while in-utero. My little one was all-sprawled-out. J says I must have a huge pelvis that she would be able to sprawl-out like that.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">After a while, Grammy S came in to visit. My cousin R came to visit (sister of cousin C who had baby this morning)</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then I remembered ... Nurse Joanna wanted to be called so she could be with us for the birth. Ooops! I was a bit preoccupied to remember to call her.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I was told she would be on shift tomorrow. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I hope she isn't upset with me.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">When he calls the family to let everyone know that *Evelyn Nicole* has arrived, </span></em><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Granny is happy. Her namesake is alive and well. She raised her hands and said her Thank You to God.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She will not be with us for long. </span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Hospice even commented to my sister that they were amazed that she was still hanging-on.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">My sister told them that she had 2 great-grandbabies to be born and she is probably waiting for them to arrive.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Here, they were born the same day, 9 hours apart, in the same hospital.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">At my request, the staff was informed that my little one is to remain in my room at all times...she will not be going to the nursery.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">That evening, I made a few calls myself. One of them to the bereavement group coordinator to give her the wonderful news ... Chelsea's has baby sister ... alive and healthy!</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-20915217976672700252011-01-22T15:42:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:51:32.068-08:00October 31, 1994<em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Here we are at 39 weeks. The contractions have eased-up.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment today...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 1 lb</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP- ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Exam - Almost 1cm!!! There has been a little bit of progress.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BPP day after tomorrow.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-15658956828746719262011-01-22T15:35:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.526-08:00October 28, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">38+ weeks. Coming to the finish line.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment today.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 2 1/2 lbs ... retaining fluid ( and maybe a banana split or two :) )</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - alittle high due to contraction</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Cervix is still 80%, but is now soft. These contractions sure aren't working hard enough! UGG!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Next appointment October 31.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Also, a BPP scheduled for November 2.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-7293896010346843442011-01-22T15:04:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.528-08:00October 26, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are at 38 weeks.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;">Contractions started yesterday around 5:30am. Steady. 5 minutes apart. They continued like that, so around 10am, I called my midwife to let her know what was going on ... 5 minutes apart, but not getting stronger or closer together. Will stay put for now. Will call her if anything changes.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Contractions stopped around 7pm.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Midwife called me next morning to check on me. Said to come in. She knows how anxious I am. She was there when I had Chelsea.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Still at 80%. No change.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-40421063605761051822011-01-22T15:00:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.530-08:00October 21, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 37+ weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment today...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 2 1/2 lbs</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">NST...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB 125 - 155 bpm</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Having a few Contractions</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Cervix at 80% & closed.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-32565353256028436032011-01-22T14:57:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.532-08:00October 14, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">On the treshold ... 36+ weeks.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment today...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 3 1/2 lbs</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP -ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - 136 bpm</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">NST was fine.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Having contractions.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-44955015503079792302011-01-22T14:50:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.534-08:00October 7, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 35+ weeks. Almost there!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment today.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 1/2 lb</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - 163 (due to Breathine)</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">No change from last week. Still 50% and closed.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Discontinue Breathine. When labor comes, it comes.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">NST & BPP ... We scored a *10*</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">The cord is free and baby is fine.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">All good news. Now if only I could calm my heart and breathe easy.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-10065433807915125912011-01-22T14:41:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.535-08:00September 30, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are at 34 weeks.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Before leaving to go to my appointment today, I used the bathroom.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">There was blood on the tissue.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">UTI, again!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 3lbs</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - UTI</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - 125 - 150 bpm</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Contraction every 4 minutes, due to UTI</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Examined today. Cervix is 50% thinned, but closed.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Put on bedrest and Breathine.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Stay-put little one. It's still too early for you to come.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-48299181630457971822011-01-22T14:39:00.001-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.537-08:00September 22, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">At 33 weeks, I've been told that my belly looks lower.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Midwife says *Baby has engaged. That's good! It is less that has to happen when I go into labor.*</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-46390579366963401402011-01-22T14:33:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.538-08:00September 16, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Appointment today.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 2 1/2 lbs</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok ... A shock to me. I just can not stay away from the icecream stand. Banana Splits!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - 151 bpm</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Baby is still head-down.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Next appointment in 2 weeks with a Non-Stress Test.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-7708292969302922312011-01-22T14:00:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.540-08:00September 12, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">32 weeks ... so far, so good.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">My thoughts always travel to what was going on at this point in my pregnancy with Chelsea.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">32 weeks...premature labor.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Here...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Active baby.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Braxton-Hicks</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Swelling in my feet and ankles</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Doing well</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I apologize to this little one all the time for the question that is always in my mind...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">How am I ever going to love this little one as much as I love Chelsea?</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I do love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-64789201542584334812011-01-22T13:39:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.542-08:00September 5, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 31 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">The jumble of emotions can be overwhelming at times.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">The sadness and grief. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">The happiness and excitement for</span></em><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"> the arrival of this little one.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I pray for peace. I need peace for my mind and heart.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-61737069940018746912011-01-22T13:35:00.000-08:002011-01-22T15:48:07.543-08:00September 2, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Appointment today.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">30 weeks</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 4 1/2 lbs</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - 135 bpm</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Baby still head-down.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Midwife thinks I will have this little one before my November 7 due date.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">We'll see.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She has a lending library in her office. She let me borrow a *Child-birth* video. Need to brush up on the breathing and relaxing techniques.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-83901187315886120512011-01-22T13:28:00.000-08:002011-01-22T14:07:12.780-08:00August 29, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are at 30 weeks.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">This will be my last week for work.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Dr says it's too much stress, causing pressure, cramping, and some contractions.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Husband isn't too happy about it, but to me ... mine and this baby's well-being are far more important than the paycheck and bank account.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-2204629214484127682011-01-22T13:17:00.000-08:002011-01-22T13:19:59.606-08:00August 22, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 29 weeks along. Just 11 weeks to go.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Feeling ok, except my energy level is down.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Not sure much longer I will be able to work.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-259327019949773782011-01-22T12:42:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:52:58.712-08:00August 18, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Did the GTT today. The goo they make us drink for that is nauseating.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Also had an ultrasound today.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Debbie, the tech, recognized us. She cautiously told us that she was the one that did the ultrasound when I was in labor. She said she cried for days. Then, she asked about the baby. We told her that Chelsea was an Angel. She was most sympathetic.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">On the other hand, she was happy to us again. And happy to tell us that our little one looks great. Head down. Cord free of entanglement.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">She wished us the best with our new little one.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 4 1/4 lbs</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-13535032406237596812011-01-22T12:39:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:55:04.353-08:00August 15, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 28 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Feeling ok.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I go back to work this week.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Appointment this week for 1 hour GTT, Ultrasound, and Midwife.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"> I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-73821578565962258692011-01-22T12:34:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:55:04.354-08:00August 10, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 27 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Put on Breathine for contractions.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Stay on low-dose of Antibiotics to combat UTI's.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Dr. recommened for me to stop working. Husband is not happy about that. So, I will continue to work. Dr doesn't want me stressed-out and cause any more problems for me or the baby ... says to let him know when I've had enough.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-36357790314440340122011-01-22T12:30:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:55:04.356-08:00August 3 - 6, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Admitted to hospital.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">UTI. Right Kidney Pain. Vomiting. Fever.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">IV fluids and Antibiotics.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Contractions every 5 minutes due to UTI.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Diagnosed as Pre-Term Labor.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-9401527009936286292011-01-22T12:28:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:55:04.357-08:00August 1, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 26 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">UTI.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Pressure.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Right Kidney pain.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Antibiotics.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Bedrest.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-5603640614745949962011-01-22T12:25:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:28:06.679-08:00July 25, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 25 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Feeling good, except for both Sciatica's are bothering me. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Tender.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Shooting pains down both legs to my feet.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-14102397667606062432011-01-22T12:21:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:25:41.490-08:00July 18, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 24 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Feeling ok. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Heartburn.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Banana Splits.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Tums.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-38517249143995664632011-01-22T12:17:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:25:41.492-08:00July 15, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">Appointment today.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">We are 23 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Gained 5 1/2 lbs since last appointment.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">BP - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Urine - ok</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">FHB - 130's</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Talk about the contractions. Told to take it easy and go straight to hospital if needed.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I've been craving Banana Splits!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9055810944493927366.post-8081276319892971802011-01-22T12:11:00.000-08:002011-01-22T12:25:41.494-08:00July 11, 1994<em><span style="font-family:arial;">We are 23 weeks along.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I've been noticing more contractions, especially when I vaccum the floors.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">When I stop and rest, the contractions stop.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Will talk about this at my appointment this week. Or go to the hospital if need be.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">I love you!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">My niece was born on July 8, 1994. Happy Birthday Megan!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">Your little cousin should be arriving in about 4 months.</span></em>In My Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00271001501699264992noreply@blogger.com0