Now that sweet Kimber is here, I will no longer be blogging on this one. Everything will now be on my main blog: Musings of Motherhood.
I hope you will follow my motherhood adventures of having 3 children! I honestly never thought I'd have 3 beautiful kiddos!
And to end Kimber's pregnancy blog on a good note, her birth experience was ten times better than my other two. My c-section operation was actually enjoyable, if I can say that about a surgery. I had a great team in the room, a fabulous OB, a fantastic nurse as her right hand woman, a great labor/delivery nurse, and one hilarious anesthesiologist! We listened to one of my favorite radio stations and while getting my spinal, Prince's "When the Doves Cry" was on! LOL!
My recovery has been super fast, even with have my tubes tied. It has been the perfect ending to such a rough pregnancy. And last week, at my one week check up, I was only 5 pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight! ;) I can't complain! People have commented that I should be resting more, that I just had major abdominal surgery, yada yada yada. Well, yes, that's true. However, I've felt great, except for some lingering pain from my tubes being cut.
Kimber is absolutely a perfect baby. She eats great and she sleeps incredibly (3-5 hour intervals at night). She loves to be cuddled, which is perfect for this family! Josh and Joey have definitely taken to her and they love to kiss her head and hold her and feed her. If I can only get them to change her diaper! ;) Our dogs, well mainly Gus, our German Shorthair, adore her. Gus is pretty much always near her. So I will end this blog with one of my most favorite pictures of her and Gus! Please follow our adventures on my main blog!
Blessings!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Kimber's First Photo Shoot!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Holy snot, 37 WEEKS!
It's a milestone!! I've made it past 36 weeks!
My goal is to make it to 38. Just one more week. That way David can get his hunting trip in that he's been planning since the beginning of the year. As much joy and excitement Kimber's arrival is, I am the type of person who will feel horrible if David doesn't get a November hunting trip in. I truly feel that he needs a little break before Kimber comes to become refresh and renewed. This weekend is my chance for a break.
This weekend is the Cub Scout Family Camp Out. I wish I was able to go, but there was no way I could sleep on a mat or air mattress with how uncomfortable I have been. So, David, Tiger Scout Assistant Den Leader, took both boys. I got to attend a beautiful baby shower for a good friend of mine who's expecting a little boy in January. And I got to sleep and lay in bed without any distractions (besides the dogs).
So, do we have one more week left in us?? We shall see...
My goal is to make it to 38. Just one more week. That way David can get his hunting trip in that he's been planning since the beginning of the year. As much joy and excitement Kimber's arrival is, I am the type of person who will feel horrible if David doesn't get a November hunting trip in. I truly feel that he needs a little break before Kimber comes to become refresh and renewed. This weekend is my chance for a break.
This weekend is the Cub Scout Family Camp Out. I wish I was able to go, but there was no way I could sleep on a mat or air mattress with how uncomfortable I have been. So, David, Tiger Scout Assistant Den Leader, took both boys. I got to attend a beautiful baby shower for a good friend of mine who's expecting a little boy in January. And I got to sleep and lay in bed without any distractions (besides the dogs).
So, do we have one more week left in us?? We shall see...
Monday, November 9, 2009
36 Weeks, 2 Days... OMG!
I'm sitting in uncharted territory.
I haven't made it this far in a pregnancy. Josh was born at 36, Joey was born at 34.
Well, Kimber tried to come at 34. On 10/25, I started contracting every 5 minutes, and did so until I finally made it to the hospital and spent the night hooked up to the monitors and I was given two rounds of Terbutaline. Needless to say, David did not stay the night with me. I am mean, MEAN, MEAN when I'm on Terb. That's what was given to me when I was into pre-term with Josh and it was not a pleasant time. The next morning, they sent me home on the oral med of Terb, and I lasted a week on it. I just couldn't take it anymore and I was yelling at the boys for no reason... it was just so bad. So, I lasted a week on the Terb.
And then this past Thursday, at almost 36 weeks, I was back in the hospital around midnight, contracting every 5 once again. I was only dilated to 1cm, which wasn't enough to go ahead and do anything. My doctor had wanted me to do the Terb shots again, and I refused. So, we tried another oral medication for the night, Procardia. Well, the contractions didn't let up, so I went back again on Saturday morning, at exactly 36 weeks. And guess what? I haven't dialated anymore. So, the doctor on call, called in a script for the Procardia, since I'm refusing Terb completely orally. I went ahead and gave in for a shot, and it helped for 30 minutes, but the contractions started up a bit.
I didn't want to take anymore medications, but my body needs a rest. My uterus is so tired and so worn out. I'm not sleeping, even with Ambien to help. I go back on Wednesday to see my doc, and I'm hoping for some answers. My uterus is just pissed off, to put it bluntly. I am trying my hardest to suck it up, but I just can't anymore.
So, as a recap...
We found out I was preggo on April Fool's Day. A week later, I had to start taking Progesterone shots (given daily by my adoring husband). Then I lost a good amount of weight, and Kimber became growth restricted, a.k.a. interuterine growth restriction IUGR. So I was put on modified bedrest.
Then my depression hit again. Then after only gaining maybe 10 pounds finally by around 29 weeks, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. We tried maybe 3 weeks of oral medication to help control my levels, and that failed. So I've been on insulin shots for 3 weeks. Then in and out of the hospital 3 times...
I just can't take much more. I feel like I can't be the mommy and the wife that I want to be. I do know and have faith that this is all going to worth it to see my sweet baby girl and hear her first cries and as wrong as it sounds, see her "girl parts" so I know this is not a dream! And I can't wait to see the expression on David's face when he meets his daughter for the first time and I can't wait for the boys to meet their baby sister. Our family will finally be complete.
I'm just needing some prayers for strength. Can ya help a preggo out??
I haven't made it this far in a pregnancy. Josh was born at 36, Joey was born at 34.
Well, Kimber tried to come at 34. On 10/25, I started contracting every 5 minutes, and did so until I finally made it to the hospital and spent the night hooked up to the monitors and I was given two rounds of Terbutaline. Needless to say, David did not stay the night with me. I am mean, MEAN, MEAN when I'm on Terb. That's what was given to me when I was into pre-term with Josh and it was not a pleasant time. The next morning, they sent me home on the oral med of Terb, and I lasted a week on it. I just couldn't take it anymore and I was yelling at the boys for no reason... it was just so bad. So, I lasted a week on the Terb.
And then this past Thursday, at almost 36 weeks, I was back in the hospital around midnight, contracting every 5 once again. I was only dilated to 1cm, which wasn't enough to go ahead and do anything. My doctor had wanted me to do the Terb shots again, and I refused. So, we tried another oral medication for the night, Procardia. Well, the contractions didn't let up, so I went back again on Saturday morning, at exactly 36 weeks. And guess what? I haven't dialated anymore. So, the doctor on call, called in a script for the Procardia, since I'm refusing Terb completely orally. I went ahead and gave in for a shot, and it helped for 30 minutes, but the contractions started up a bit.
I didn't want to take anymore medications, but my body needs a rest. My uterus is so tired and so worn out. I'm not sleeping, even with Ambien to help. I go back on Wednesday to see my doc, and I'm hoping for some answers. My uterus is just pissed off, to put it bluntly. I am trying my hardest to suck it up, but I just can't anymore.
So, as a recap...
We found out I was preggo on April Fool's Day. A week later, I had to start taking Progesterone shots (given daily by my adoring husband). Then I lost a good amount of weight, and Kimber became growth restricted, a.k.a. interuterine growth restriction IUGR. So I was put on modified bedrest.
Then my depression hit again. Then after only gaining maybe 10 pounds finally by around 29 weeks, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. We tried maybe 3 weeks of oral medication to help control my levels, and that failed. So I've been on insulin shots for 3 weeks. Then in and out of the hospital 3 times...
I just can't take much more. I feel like I can't be the mommy and the wife that I want to be. I do know and have faith that this is all going to worth it to see my sweet baby girl and hear her first cries and as wrong as it sounds, see her "girl parts" so I know this is not a dream! And I can't wait to see the expression on David's face when he meets his daughter for the first time and I can't wait for the boys to meet their baby sister. Our family will finally be complete.
I'm just needing some prayers for strength. Can ya help a preggo out??
Friday, October 23, 2009
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