My Pregnancy
As most of you know Dave and I got married on Aug 15, 2009. We had discussed having kids and initially wanted to start trying immediately. After all the stress of the wedding and just getting back to life after the honeymoon, we had decided that maybe we should wait to try for a baby for 6 months or so. Well, about 2 weeks after that conversation, I was not feeling well at work. I contributed to being tired and well, being at work. It wasn't until my coworker, Mona, said, "I think you're pregnant." I thought to myself, I don't think so...then my wheels started spinning. OH CRAP! Maybe I am!! I went home and took a test and sure enough 2 NEON PINK lines! When Dave got home I told him the news and his exact words were..."Ya right, Whatever!" We then convinced ourselves that it was a false positive. I got on the internet and Googled "False positive pregnancy tests." Everything I read said, that false positives are not likely. Then, I started to accept the fact, that I was having a baby! Although we were so excited, we were scared!
My pregnancy with Claire was really normal and uneventful. However, there was probably not a day that went by that I didn't think there was something wrong. Being a nurse in labor and delivery put way too many bad thoughts in my head. I was constantly paranoid. I had Braxton Hicks contractions throughout, as early as 16 weeks from what I remember. I was always so worried, always timing them on my little contraction timer app. They never got painful or regular. The midwives taking care of me assured me that everything was fine and attributed the contractions to running around at work all day. At the time, I was worried but, looking back, I think all those little contractions helped the labor process.
My Birth Story
On May 13th at my routine 38wk appointment my midwife checked me and I was 3cm! I was so excited! But, my blood pressure was up that day so she decided to strip my membranes to see if that would kick me into any kind of real labor. I left the office pretty crampy and uncomfortable but nothing terribly painful. I had contractions that were uncomfortable all that night but nothing was regular so I didn't think it was the "real deal." I got sleep on and off that night but was rudely awakened by some stronger contractions around 4AM. Still nothing regular, like every 4-10 minutes apart! I had to work that morning so I went ahead and got up, took my shower and got ready. I figured if I really was in labor, running around all day on the unit would surely get me going. Dave left that morning at 5:30, I told him that I wasn't sure but thought I might go into labor that day. We were so excited but SO nervous!
So, before going to work I had to stop and get my girls some goodies. See, I work on the unit that I delivered on so, if I showed up without some kind of candy or snacks to have Claire, I would for sure be shunned for life! I remember walking around Kroger having contractions that hurt BAD! By the time I got to work, my contractions were hurting worse. I walked up to my charge nurse and told her I was sorry, I was going to be a patient today and not a nurse. I went ahead and checked myself in to triage. From there I was admitted at 4cm! My good friend Julie, that is a nurse at Baylor with me, walked by triage to wish me luck. My first question to her was "Do you have a patient?" She said no, in reply I said "Do you want one?" Julie graciously said YES and was my fabulous nurse all day! When I got to my labor and delivery room, I quickly got my epidural because I knew if they wanted to break my water, the pain would get alot worse rapidly! Glad I did because about 30 mins after I got my epidural my fabulous midwives, Allison and Sue, checked me and I was 5-6cm, they decided to brake my water. A couple hours later I had progressed to 9cm, and by 3pm I was 10cm! But, unfortunately, Claire had not descended low enough for me to start pushing. So, for 3hours I let her come down on her own in hopes that I would not have to push long. At this point I was very uncomfortable, my epidural had worn off and I didn't want to get more medicine in the epidural because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to feel where to push. Fortunately, around 6:30 they rechecked me and Miss Claire finally come down far enough to start pushing! Thank God because I was a WRECK at that point. I was hurting so bad and just wanted her out. Actually, I'm pretty embarrassed about what a baby I was at the end, I didn't think it was ever going to be over. Needless to say, I could feel exactly where to push! Claire was born about 20 minutes later at 6:54pm!
I must say a great big THANKS to Julie, Sue, and Allison! They were so good to me, I know I was a big pain...especially at the end. They stood by and supported me all day!
Claire Elizabeth Mazac. 8lbs (well 7-15.6 it rounds up), 19.5 in. That is Aunt Car-Bear's finger she's holding on to :)
Sweet little face!
Our little Angel!
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I love your blog!!!!
I love your blog!!!!
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