Amber and Aaron

Amber and Aaron

The Fun We've Already Had...

  • Graham Tomas born July 31 at 5:04 P.M. weighing 8 lbs, 12 oz.
  • December 2, 2011: PREGNANT!!!
  • Paisley Kate arrived August 21 at 5:38 P.M. weighing 7 lbs, 9 oz
  • DUE DATE: August 25, 2010!!!
  • Dec. 14, 2009- PREGNANT!!!
  • Oct. 07,2009- Had elective D&C.
  • Sept 28, 2009- No embryo on ultrasound. :(
  • Sept 15th, 2009- We found out we're PREGNANT!!!
  • Sept '09- Aaron had varicocele repair.
  • July '09- IUI #1 with HCG shot= No such luck
  • April '09- Ovarian drilling surgery, followed by hospitalization for uterine infection
  • Jan-Mar '09- metformin + 3 rounds of clomid= no ovulation
  • Dec. 11, 2008- Hysterosalpingogram (Fancy word for shooting dye through the ovaries. OUCH)
  • Nov '08- Sent to RE. Tried metformin alone for two months (No ovulation)
  • Oct '08- Diagnosed with PCOS based on amenorrhea and crazy hormone levels.
  • June '08- Aaron convinced me to start trying.
  • June '04- Got Hitched!

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

It's a BOY!!!

Well, Graham Thomas decided to cause enough stir today to send me into labor! So I delivered a healthy 8 pound, 12 ounce baby boy by caesarean at 5:06 pm. It was a much easier delivery and we're both doing well!!!

Still here and pregnant!

I cannot believe we'll be meeting our baby tomorrow!!! I actually would have bet money that it would have already happened considering the contractions I've been having for about 3 days! But apparently they are just for fun. I keep trying to tell my body that we don't need practice contractions since it isn't going down like that...

Today I see my OB for a last check up and then go to the hospital for bloodwork and to pre- admit!!! Crazy to think that in a little over 24 hours, we'll have a newborn and Paisley will be a big sister!!!!!

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Maybe Freaking Out a Little

As the day has drawn nearer to my c-section and the birth of my 2nd child, I've started to worry panic a bit.   I'm not so much worried about my surgery.  I've assisted on plenty of caesareans and honestly, I'm kinda eager to experience a delivery in which I don't have to labor or push.  That episiotomy was nasty business to heal from and working my tail-end off for 9 hours (I know it could have been a lot longer) to deliver something big out of your hoo-ha is just not all that enjoyable to me.

But I am seriously panicked about having 2 kids.  I feel like life is finally manageable with Paisley.  She's in mother's day out now which gives me some free time.  She plays on her own some.  We all sleep through the night every single night.  This girl of mine is super funny and awesome to be around.

Yet I'm about to re-enter the "all-I-do-is-breastfeed-and-listen-to-a-baby-cry" phase of my life.  And I didn't exactly love it the 1st time when I didn't have another child to take care of.  I'm particularly dreading it now.  Even though I know it will pass and I'll have another child that's going to be fun to hang out with.  And it will be interesting for me as an only child to watch a relationship between siblings.

My scan today estimated the baby to be at 9 pounds but my doctor thinks he/she is bigger than that by feeling around on my belly.  Plus, the abdomen of this child is already over 40.5 weeks which he's worried increases our chances of shoulder dystocia.   Just not worth the risks of attempting a vaginal delivery.  And I mostly don't want to be induced only to end up with an emergency surgery.  So, it's a done deal.  Even if I go into labor tonight (cue the freaking out), he's still doing a c-section.   Good that it's not a question mark anymore.

We know we're lucky to be parents again.  This has been such a hard road and the ending is wonderful.  We're just feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment with the thought of caring for 2.  Such a huge shift in the household again.  And I don't know if the washing machine can handle another newborn puking all over every item of clothing we own!

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Crossing the Finish Line

Since my caesarean has been scheduled for August 1st, somehow I've made up my mind that it will for sure, 100%, definitely be that day that our baby is born.  No chance in this world that I can go into labor early or need to be taken in before that date.  Like our doctor has notified God, nature, my cervix and this baby who is no doubt as stubborn as his/her big sister that nothing shall happen until our scheduled date.

And maybe part of it is that I made it to 39.5 weeks with Paisley, so I assume that the same would happen again.  Part may be that, mentally, I really need to know that I have 9 more days with just Paisley.  Yep, seems short but it's still 9 days.  And each and every day lately has been super precious to me.

We've been going to the Science Museum, play gym, the park, story time, movies, swimming, etc pretty much every day.  And I've LOVED every second of it.  I just want to soak up the time with us before this new one joins the party.   It's going to be hilarious when the nurses see my bikini tan lines during my surgery!

We just can't get the feeling that we're ready this time around.  I don't know if it's because I've been there, done that and I know how flippin' hard it was.  Maybe it's because we already have our plate pretty full so the thought of adding more is just too overwhelming.  Remember, I'm not the mom who loves having a newborn.  Yes, they're cute and sweet.  But they're also an incredible amount of work and postpartum recovery for me wasn't necessarily pretty. 
At a wedding last night.  She danced until midnight!!!

The infant seat is still in the closet.  My bags are still sitting there with it.  And I keep pretending that this pregnancy will never actually end.  And I kinda wish it didn't have to.  Knowing that I will never feel that sweet movement again makes me feel super sad.  But I have to remember that I'm incredibly fortunate to have had this experience twice.  And that I'll soon be able to see my ankles again.

Soon, we'll be a family of 4.  And we're all going to survive having an infant in the house again.  Just not until August 1st!!!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

37 weeks= FULL TERM!!!

We've made it to the biggest goal of pregnancy.  Full term today.  Even if the baby has been measuring full-term for about 3 weeks now... :)

I still feel really good.  Only been sleeping about 7 hours at night with 1-2 bathroom breaks, but feeling rested and ready to play with Paisley.  I haven't even been getting any naps in!   Weight gain is at 29 pounds and I'm feeling pretty proud of it since this baby is bigger and my goal was to limit it to 30 pounds total.  With baby coming in no more than 2 weeks, it looks like it may happen!

My mom and I took Paisley to a public pool to swim this week and I was surprised about how much children are fascinated by a big pregnant belly.  Within minutes of arriving, I was surrounded by a group of young kids asking questions.  We started with normal ones like "Can I touch it?"  My answer is always yes.  I've never been one to mind being fondled by strangers while pregnant.  I love my pregnant belly and can understand why they would want to touch it!  "Is it a boy or a girl?"  Kids cannot understand why I wouldn't know.  They felt like something was wrong that the doctor couldn't tell...

Then we got into interesting ones.  "Who's the baby's daddy?"  Umm, kid may watch a bit too much Jerry Springer if you ask me.  My answer of "my husband" seemed to really confuse him which makes me think he may have an interesting family.    Then my favorite question, "do you eat food?"  Not sure why this little girl decided that pregnant women are aliens who no longer require human food.  Pretty sure this entire group could use a book about pregnancy. 

Also sure I didn't want to be the one to teach them any more about it.  In fact, I avoided the question about "how is the baby going to come out?" even though I can answer better about the c-section than my first delivery.  

Yep, still torturing others by wearing a bikini.  Again, it's my payback for the 70-year-old fat men in speedos.

Loving this dress right now.  Just removed the belt that looks uber cute when you actually have a waist.

Didn't know that my belly could ever grow to such a size.  Think it may rebel very soon!!!

Saturday, July 14, 2012

If you don't have anything nice to say...

When I first found out that I was infertile, it seemed to open the door for unwanted comments.   How everyone felt morally about different fertility treatments, what I needed to do to get pregnant (relax, adopt, etc) and meaningless reassurance that this would all work out. 

When I finally found out that we were having a baby, a new set of discussions began.  How large or small everyone thought I was, what books I should read, how important breastfeeding is, very honest opinions of the names I had chosen, which gender I was having (since both have been surprises).  

And then when I first became a mother, it seemed to only worsen further.  Now I get tips on eating, sleeping, potty-training, discipline, education, etc.  And yeah, sometimes this is super helpful when it is solicited.  It is NEVER good to get hints from a stranger, and yet they most like to give their input.

But the hottest topic of them all has got to be childbirth.  Every single person seems to have a passionate idea on the subject.  Even if they've never actually had a baby themselves.  And my scheduled caesarean has definitely stirred the pot with some people. 

I should start by saying that my blog family has been incredibly encouraging on this matter and I am SOOOO thankful for that.  The comments have put my mind at ease and I have even re-read them multiple times.   However, about 25% of the rest of the world thinks I'm crazy.  I get everything from "don't you at least want to try to have the baby naturally?" to "the ultrasound is probably way off and the baby isn't that big."   Yep, I know you have a 2nd cousin who delivered a 12 pound baby vaginally.  Good for them.  Is your 2nd cousin only 5'3" and weighing 115 pounds before pregnancy?  Does your cousin have any bladder control left now?

This wasn't a decision I made on the spot.  We've had since week 22 to think about what we'd do if our baby did continue to be large for gestational age.  I've known for months that this was a very likely possibility.  And I also have the medical background to know exactly what a c-section vs. vaginal delivery entails.  I also know the risks with each.  I've assisted on each type of delivery numerous times and know very well the bad outcomes that can happen during childbirth.

My doctor and I feel very secure in our decision to deliver this baby by c-section.   If he/she isn't as big as we've been led to believe from MANY ultrasounds over the course of the past 14 weeks, then I'll be fine.  As long as this little one comes into the world safely, I'm perfectly content with the birthing experience.

Just as I'm perfectly happy with your own birthing hopes and dreams.   Have your baby at home or at the hospital.  Get an epidural or do it natural.  Eat the freaking placenta if you want.  I don't care as long as it's what works for you.   :)

I'm looking forward to a very short birthing process this time.  I'm excited that I won't be cut from my hoo-ha clear up to the middle of my back (it seemed).  I don't want to wear an ice pack in my underwear for a week or spray with a squirt bottle every time I pee since I can't wipe.  I like the planning that I can do with this chosen date.  And I especially love that I am making the safest decision for our baby based on lots of medical knowledge and some very educated guessing.

Paisley laying on a bed of nails at our Science Musem- she's such a stubborn and brave little girl.
The "tiny" baby at 36 weeks.  Weight gain is holding steady at 27 pounds!!!  Belly is growing so rapidly I feel that it might explode!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Surgery Scheduled

I had my 36 week growth scan yesterday along with a visit to my OB who promptly decided that a c-section would be the safest mode of entry into this world for our large baby.  The ultrasound was difficult to say the least due to the size of our fetus.  Our tech actually can't remember ever having such a tough time finding a femur to measure, but our little person had both legs tucked up under the bootie. 

The other measurements all came out to 39.5 weeks and the femur was 38 but he knew that was inaccurate.  It's always measured consistent with the others.  Even with the one short measurement, baby's weight was estimated at 8 pounds, 3 ounces.  And I know- I've been reminded a hundred times that ultrasound measurements can be off.  Here's the deal:  since 22 weeks, my baby has measured 2-3 weeks ahead on ultrasound.  And at that point- it's easy to get good measurements. 

Plus, my belly is measuring 3 weeks ahead on fundal height.  And it is FULL of baby.  There isn't a soft spot to be found this time.  I know this baby is bigger than she was.  And we still have 4 weeks of time to grow.  So, I feel confident that a c-section is my best bet.

It eliminates the risk of shoulder dystocia and fractured clavicles.  I won't have a broken tailbone from delivering a much too large baby.  Yep, I get another scar.  It will complement my nasty appendectomy scar and my 3 ovarian drilling scars.  Which, by the way, have never bothered me.    And yes, I have to recover from an abdominal surgery.  But my episiotomy took a good while to recover from too.

So, I'm scheduled for August 1st at noon.  And I have a friend who is an anesthesiologist so he's on my case which will be awesome!  Plus, this really helps us to plan how to cover the vet clinic and child care.  Unless of course, this big bundle of joy throws a kink in our plans and decides to exit early!!!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

35 weeks

My blog countdown officially freaked me out today.  How in the world can it say 35 days?!?  I mean, I get it.  I'm 35 weeks pregnant.  But how can I have SOOO few days left?  5 weeks seems a lot longer than 35 days.  And truth be told, this baby isn't going to get to cook until my due date.  My doc will decide next week after my next growth ultrasound if we need to just go ahead and schedule a c-section.

Which means I could only have 4 weeks at most.  And that equals 28 short days!!!! 

You might be wondering how we'll decide on the c-section vs. yucky, traumatic vaginal delivery.  Well, if the baby is over 8 pounds on this ultrasound, he thinks a scheduled c-section would be much less risky.  And I'm pretty sure we're going to meet that goal without a problem since he/she was already 6 pounds at 32 weeks.  This also means that this baby is probably Paisley's birth weight now. 

If you want my opinion, this baby is big.  I feel body parts EVERYWHERE.  Squirms and wiggles and stretches feel massive and completely disfigure my round belly.  I'm gaining at least 2 pounds a week now, even though I'm not eating much at all due to there not being much room.  Even my OB admits that I don't really "look" 35 weeks pregnant.  Meaning I look like I'm 4 weeks overdue!

The view from above- pretty limited at this point
And this last week, I spent 3 days on IV fluids due to a stomach bug my family passed around.  I didn't eat or drink much of anything the entire week and yet, lo and behold, the scale showed a 2.5 pound weight gain this week.  Really?  From W-H-A-T???  The IV fluids?  The few crackers I held down?

With my sleeping baby, huge belly and IV pole.  :)
Luckily, I'm still not really swelling at all even though it is 100+ degrees here everyday.  And I feel pretty good overall.  Sleep has been decent still and my reflux is back under control with protonix and the max daily dose of Tums. 

My sweet little 4th of July cutie!