~Pregnancy~
This is a page of my thoughts and feelings as I journey through
my third pregnancy. As I begin this page I am almost 14 weeks
pregnant. The baby is due July 21st, 1999. I want to be clear
on one thing before you read on. I am not some lovely, blushing,
happy pregnant woman. I wonder, do they even exist? Well,
I'm not sure, but I'm not going to pretend that I am glowing,
because it's just not happening. Now, don't get me wrong. I
am not perpetually miserable (although my husband may disagree...
LOL). This is me. Take it or leave it. : ) I'll try not to
gripe too much!
January 18, 1999 ~ Sometimes I wonder about people...I
have sat down with a number of people (friends and family)
telling them day to day stories about my two girls and how they
are just totally driving me nuts...and you know what these people
say to me? "Oh you just wait til #3 comes out!"...well, no
kidding? is my life going to be more hectic? I wonder? I know
my life is going to be a zoo. People talk as if this is a death
sentence to have a third child...and the way they say it is as
if to wish the worst upon me! Like they are looking forward to
me taking that jump off the nearest bridge! Maybe they want to
film it and send it to Hard Copy! LOL!
January 19, 1999 ~ One thing that I intend to do at the
birth of this child is donate the umbilical cord blood to a blood
bank. This is something that I wish I knew with my other two
children. The fact is, you can save a life with cord blood. I
encourage all who are pregnant to ask their OB/GYN about donating
their umbilical cord blood.
American Cord Blood Program
Cord Blood Donation
February 23, 1999 ~ I have passed 18 weeks, so soon we
will be finding out what sex the baby is. I would really like to
keep this one a surprise, but I need to know if it is a boy or
girl because I have two girls already. If it is a boy, I really
have some preparing to do. Both my girls are sick right now, so
I'm not getting nearly enough sleep as I'd like to. It's funny,
because when I was pregnant with Olivia, I could sleep whenever
I wanted to. Nap time was very convenient. When I was pregnant
with Morgan, it was a matter of convincing Olivia that she
needed to take a nap with me. Now, being pregnant with two kids
at home, napping is impossible...lol!
This is a really great website. So well done and worth the load
time!
First 9 Months - A multimedia journey through the first nine months of an unborn child's life.
March 31, 1999 ~ It's a boy! I hadn't realized how much
I wanted a boy, until I saw the image on the ultrasound. I am
so overwhelmed with joy. It's so exciting to have two girls and
the opportunity to enjoy a son, too. We have decided to name him
Connor Daniel. The first thing Olivia said was, "I'd have
freaked if it was another girl!"
April 23, 1999 ~ We recently got a dog. Oh, I cannot
express my joy of having this mutt! You have to picture the way
overweight, unbalanced pregnant woman trying to walk this puppy
(3mos old and already 28lbs) with 2 and 5 year old girls going
in different directions. Now if I lived in the woods, this
wouldn't be a problem. But I live in the city (yes, we have to
scoop!) and it's most dreadful trying to keep everyone in line.
The 5 year old listens pretty well, but the 2 year old listens
not at all! As far as the dumb lab, well, he has to point and
smell every little thing. It must be quite amusing to watch
this scenerio every afternoon. : )
This past month I have had my AFP test and everything was normal
with that. I also had my glucose test, which I haven't gotten
the results for yet. I will know more at my next appointment.
The girls are coming around to the idea of having a brother.
Olivia (5yo) loves to talk to and kiss my belly. She felt him
kick the other day. What a wonderful look on her face. The
awe of it! Morgan is much less interested. She prefers to
bounce on me like I'm a beach ball. Boy, is her world going
to be rocked. I completely weaned Morgan of breastfeeding on
March 8th. I did not want to be a tandem nurser. Plus, it was
just taking too much out of me. I needed some of myself back.
May 28, 1999 ~ Well, we no longer have the dog. I have
mixed feelings about it, but he was just too much for me to
handle with the two kids and being as big as a house. Things
are going well. All my tests have been fine. Yesterday,
something changed about my body. My entire center of gravity
is off, so I have to arch my back. It's quite a strain. My feet
are constantly swollen. The nurse says it's probably the
recent humidity. I can't wait to see our little boy, but I am
in no hurry to have him here. There is still so much to do. I
haven't even begun anything! I am now 32 weeks. Seems like
it's going to be forever, but I don't mind so much at this point.
I'm tired and cranky a lot and getting up in the night to pee
constantly is driving me nuts. But that's all what pregnancy is
about. The end result is well worth all the pain.
Last week my dear friend, Sylvia, gave our family webpages that
she designed for Connor. Please go and visit the pages and see
the wonderful things she has done. Thank you Sylvia! : )
Meet Connor Daniel!...Welcome my little friend from God!!!
http://www.oocities.org/~asaeditora/connor.htm
June 2, 1999 ~ Today I had a doctor's appointment. I am
currently 33 weeks pregnant. I am measuring 35 cm, but the
doctor didn't appear worried at all. He said that the baby is
probably going to be about the same size as my other two
children were. I have put on thirty pounds so far. Not bad,
when considering I put fifty on for each of the girls. The
doctor confirmed my suspicions that the baby was head down.
His heartbeat was in the 150's. He was being very active.
I could also tell he had the hiccups, but it was really neat to
hear them on the monitor. My blood pressure was very good, which
is a relief, because of all the swelling in my feet and ankles.
It's good to know that the swelling is not an issue. It's just
uncomfortable.
Morgan actually showed some interest in my belly
the other day. She was rubbing it very gently. I think she is
beginning to have some idea that our lives are going to change.
This past Memorial Day weekend, Morgan had her first sleepover.
Both of the girls slept over at their grandparent's house.
This was a trial run for the real thing, come July. Neither one
of them had any problems. I didn't think that Olivia would since
she has done this many times, but I was concerned for Morgan. She
still wakes in the night now and then. Well, there was nothing to
worry about. In fact, they didn't even miss us. : )
My husband and father in law put the air conditioners in our
apartment this weekend. The heat and humidity has been something
awful, so this has been such a blessing! I still can't wait to
go swimming, though. Oh, to feel weightless! : )
June 23, 1999 ~ Today I had my first appointment with my
new doctor's office. I decided to switch, so that I could give
birth right here in the city I live, rather than give birth in
another state. My mother in law took the girls, so that my husband
and I could concentrate on the appointment, rather than run after
children. Anyway, I am measuring 40cm already and I'm only at 36
weeks. Everyone seems to think that this is going to be a big
baby. Lord, I hope not! I am terrified of having another episiotomy.
I didn't need one with my second child and I felt so much better
after giving birth. Maybe it won't be so bad this time. I'm really
becoming anxious to meet our little boy. His heartbeat sounds very
good. So far, my cervix is still posterior, so the nurse could not
even reach it to tell if I was dilated or effaced at all. I have begun
going to the doctor weekly. We're heading for the home stretch. : )
Some of my feelings and complaints...
~ I'm having a hard time sleeping because I'm up every two or three
hours to go to the bathroom.
~ From the weight gain, I'm finding it very difficult to function at
all. My advise to anyone overweight...Lose it before getting
pregnant again. It's very difficult to be large and pregnant. There
is so much stress on your legs and back. Much more than normal.
~ My feet won't stop swelling! Mainly, it's my left foot. What is up
with that? LOL
~ Walking for any period of time just wipes me out. The baby feels
so low! Of course, the heat doesn't help. We've had quite a heat
wave and drought here lately. I try to stay indoors as much as
possible.
~ My kids are driving me crazy! I have no patience with them, and
I feel really bad about that.
June 29, 1999 ~ Well, tomorrow I will be 37 weeks. It's getting
close. My husband and I are getting really anxious. Sometimes, I think
he's more anxious than I am! But then it may be because I'm being so
b*tchy. Here are a couple of sites we have checked out together. We
found the sites to be very informative. I suggest you consult your
doctor or midwife before trying any of these methods.
Nurturing Online - Natural Alternatives to Induction
Non-Pharmaceutical Induction
July 8, 1999 ~ Well, today was my 38 week appointment. I got to meet another one of
the doctor's in this practice. Let me tell you, this guy was about as
personable as a dead fish. I felt like I was on an assembly line. He
didn't offer me any info on any of my stats and he was going so fast
that I didn't ask. Far be it for me to waste his precious time.
Well, I was checked for dilation. Mr. Personality's exact words were
"maybe a centimeter. Baby's head not dropped totally in place. Still
time to cook." Oh, thank you very much for making me feel soooo good. I suffer from major anxiety, so just going to this appointment and meeting someone new is a big deal for me. Add on the fact that I have to have a pelvic done....and done by a MAN, no less...(haven't had a man up there besides my husband since I was
pregnant with Olivia!)....well, I was just so upset after the
appointment. I don't mind that I'm not progressed. I really want to
have the baby on the 17th. My great grandmother will be 89 on that
day and we still have 5 living generations...would love for my son to
appear on her birthday...LOL...well, I'm moving from the subject. I
just feel so yucky...and aggravated that I didn't have the balls to
tell the jerk to slow down and pay attention to
me. Well, luckily enough they were so booked up so my next
appointment is not with him! By the way.....is it just me, or do you
have to be some kind of artist to pee in those cups now! Man, why
don't they just give me a big ole bowl...it's so hard to strategically
place that little dixie cup and not pee all over yourself to begin
with...say nothing about having a huge belly in your way. Oh and
then the joy of walking your little sample down the
hall to the nurses station, like it's some sort of divine
cocktail. LOL...ok, so I have ranted enough now... : ) Thanks for
listening to me!
July 19, 1999 ~ Today I had a doctor's appointment. She
did a sweeping of my membranes. It was a surprise to me. But
I don't mind. It didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would.
There was just a lot of pressure. I was 3 cm dilated and still
thick... who knows what will happen. We'll see if he's ready
or not.
July 20, 1999 ~ Tonight I had contractions that were 10
minutes apart for over 3 hours. I was having a lot of pink mucous
discharge. I expected this from the sweeping of my membranes.
So, I called the doctor and he
said to come on in to labor and delivery. We got there at about
9pm. I was hooked up to the monitor and checked for dilation.
The contractions were mild and erratic at that point. I was still
only 3 cm, thick and my cervix was still posterior. At about 11 pm
the doctor sent me home. I was told this was not false labor, but
very early labor. Needless to say, I was a little depressed.
July 21, 1999 ~ Today is my due date. I'm not sure how I
feel. I'd like to just sit back and relax and enjoy this time.
It's really hard, though. Always wondering...will this be it? Is
this contraction real labor? After last night, I don't know what to
think. I thought for sure it was "it". Who knows. I'm still quite
depressed. I really think this little guy is going to come on the
23rd, though. Seems like all my babies are 2 days late, so why
should this one be any different? Jim is constantly calling from
work asking me if there have been any changes. I keep telling him
that he'll be the first one to know! LOL!
Here is a gift from a friend of mine for Connor.
Thank you so much
Sheri! It's been great having you for a friend : )
~The Birth of Connor Daniel~
July 23, 1999 ~
Friday morning we got up. Jim had the day off, so we were headed to
his parents house for laundry day. I don't think I'd slept much the
night before. My legs hurt so much to walk. We packed up the girls
and headed out. I think we got there about 9am. My in-laws were
headed out to go shopping. I was feeling a lot of pain, so they opted
to take Morgan and Olivia with them in case we had to make a trip to
the hospital. Well, for the next couple of hours, I was having
contractions that were about 5-7 minutes apart and they were getting
stronger in my back. This was nothing but uncomfortable. Called the
doctor's office and they said to come in and get checked. We got to
the doctor's at about 11:30 am. I was checked and was 4-5 cm dilated
and 80% effaced. I could feel that she stripped my membranes again.
The doctor sent us to the hospital where we would
most likely get the water broken if things didn't progress. The first
labor and delivery room we were put in was like a sauna. There were
no other rooms available except on this wing that they were trying to
fix the a/c unit. We were admitted at about 12:30pm. At about 1 or
so, an air conditioned room opened up, so we moved. Contractions were
mild and 2-3 minutes apart. I was examined...still about 5cm.
Mr. Personality doctor said I could go home and labor if I wanted or
stay and he'd check me in an hour. We stayed. Walked around for a
while. Had to get back in bed and have the stupid monitors put back
on at about 3pm. At 3:30, I was 6cm, so the doctor broke my water.
This guy is a total jerk. His parting words were "have fun". I
wonder where he got all his charm. By this time, I'm not only
uncomfortable, but I'm starving and irritable. Haven't eaten anything
but coffee and a donut at 9am! Nurses answer to everything is,
"more ice chips?". Things really start to hurt now. The water
breaking kicked the contractions into high gear. My entire birth
plan is shot. I'm being monitored with those stupid belts and every
contraction the baby moves. The stupid nurse is constantly moving
the monitor thing which irritates teh hell out of me cos I don't want
to be touched! I know she has to do her job, but she's making me
crazy! I wanted the least bit of intervention. I figured they would
monitor every now and then, but I had no idea that I'd be laind in a
bed! This was like the birth from hell. I felt like I had no
control. How was I supposed to remain in control when everything
around me was out of my control? Anyway, the pain was unbearable.
I cannot find words to explain the pain. I couldn't understand why
I couldn't handle this when I did so well with my last birth. I was
talked into one of those heplock I.V.'s earlier. Something I really
didn't want, but to satisfy my husband, I said yes. It's a good
thing, too cos the dimwit nurse couldn't find a vein when my pressure
was good. Who knows what she'd do if it dropped. She had to call IV
Therapy to get me hooked up! Moving along, I don't remember the
time, but I was offered stadol and after 3 or 4 more contractions and
much internal bickering (in my head), I gave in. I could not believe
the pain and I was panicking really bad. I just couldn't focus at
all...so I gave in. Now let me tell you, I was so thrilled to see
her come in with her little syringe after the IV drip had been done.
I couldn't take another contraction. Well, you'll never believe
this, but there was no needle on the damn thing! So I had to wait
for her to get another one. I really felt like I was going to die.
Every contraction I had to force myself not to push. The urge was
unbearable, but I was still not dilated completely! Finally, she
returns. Oh boy, I really liked that stadol. I've read stories about
it. I was thinking, how could something like that take the edge off?
Well, it was wonderful. Everything was fuzzy and I felt like my
speech was really slow. But I was in control once again! At least
for a few contractions...lol I could focus a bit better. I think I
said something like I didn't feel like a deer caught in the headlights
anymore... Stadol has a blanket effect. Sort of softens the edges of
things. It was wierd. It was a fuzzy feeling going through my body.
All of this is happening in less than three hours. What I remember
most is the contractions getting worse...One on top of the other
(I felt like it would peak and then know I would have some relief,
only to have it peak right up there again)...The nurse moving those
stupid belts...Numerous internal exams because I constantly felt like
I had to push. The sensation of someone's hand up inside you while
you are experiencing contractions, panic, and the urge to push is NOT
FUN! I even began to beg for an epidural. I was at like 8 or 9 cm
when I finally couldn't take it anymore. I was told I could push a
little because he wasn't moving down. His head was facing right
toward my side. I could not take anymore, so I pushed more than a
little. They're all telling me not to push anymore. The doctor's not
here. I yelled "Well he better hurry his ass in here, cos I'm not
waiting!". Jim says that I swore a lot. I even said the "F" word,
but I don't remember that. I remember howling in pain and crying like
a baby, though. I pushed a couple times. I remember hearing people
talking about a little anterior lip. Not sure what that was all
about, but they and to manually dilate me the rest fo the way because
I wouldn't wait. I couldn't wait, I should say. The doctor (by the
way, there was a shift change and I was lucky enough not to have to
deal with Mr. Personality) Had to reach up inside and turn the baby's
head because he wouldn't turn on his own. Couple more intense pushes
and he was out. It was excruciating! There is a huge difference in
pain when birthing a 9lb 5oz baby as opposed to my little 6 and 7
pound girls! Here is the most remarkable part (I think)...Not a tear
or cut! NO STITCHES!! I was so worried about having a large baby
and having to have an episiotomy. Jim cut the cord and they laid my
big baby on my chest. He's got this little bitty body and this huge
head...LOL
Connor Daniel
July 23, 1999
6:20 pm
9lb 5oz
21 inches long
14 inch head!
Apgars 8/9
As with the other two, no matter what occured, it is always worth it.
~ Newborn Pictures~
~Pictures 2~
~Formal Portraits * 4 months old~
~Beyond~
August 2, 1999 ~ I think that I'm going to continue with
page. Let you know all of the little and big things going on with
baby and family. Morgan and Olivia just love Connor to pieces.
They love to give him lots of kisses. Morgan seems to be acting
up a bit. I'm not sure if it's terrible twos or she's just adjusting
to everything. Probably a little bit of both. She seems very defiant.
Connor apparently likes his little life so far. He's not much of
a complainer. Eats every two or three hours. He's a breastfed baby.
He's very good at it, too! Life is very busy these days, but I'll be
sure to update as often as my kids allow me too. : )
August 5, 1999 ~ Yesterday, Connor had his two week check up.
He will be two weeks on the 6th. Our little boy has already gained
one pound and one ounce, so he is up to 10lbs 6oz. His head is now
15 inches. He hasn't grown in length at all. Everything is well
and he is thriving. We aren't having any troubles so far. Our
doctor said to us, "It's not often you meet a newborn with a double
chin!" LOL... He's a very happy, pleasant baby.
August 10, 1999 ~ Today Connor lost his umbilical cord.
Although it's a relief and we can finally give him a bath, it's
sad that his physical connection to me is gone. I know, I'm
post partum, but still. He's not newborn anymore. They grow so
darn fast!
August 18, 1999 ~ Today we had Connor's 4 week appointment.
He was 11 pounds 11 ounces and 21 3/4 inches long. He is doing
very well. His head measured 15 1/2 inches. There wasn't anything
else of note.
September 22, 1999 ~ Today we had Connor's 2 month appointment.
He weighed 14 pounds 12 ounces and was 23 1/2 inches long. He had had
three shots. DTaP, IPV, and Hib. I felt so bad for him, but he
only cried for a few minutes and I was able to calm him down just
fine. He is growing very well. His head measured 16 1/4 inches today.
October 23, 1999 ~ Today Connor is three months old! He is
holding his head up really well. He rolls to his side, but doesn't
get much farther than that. He nurses on demand. Pretty much every
two hours or so. He has become very adept at dodging the nasal
aspirator. I can't seem to suction out his nose that well lately.
It seems like we are always congested! He started to suck his thumb
yesterday. It's his left thumb. That is what Morgan did, so I'm
wondering if he might be left handed too. I guess we will see in
time. He's a very good boy and always pleasant. At this point in
time, I have lost all of my pregnancy weight. This is the first time
I have ever been able to do this. I still have a lot of weight to
lose, but I shouldn't have too much trouble with the way this little
piggy eats...lol : )
October 25, 1999 ~ Connor began
sleeping through the night! Now I was so excited, but this only
happened for a week. I blame it on Daylight Savings Time. Isn't
it about time we did away with that? What's it for anyway?
October 31, 1999 ~ Connor was a dalmation for Halloween. I
thought I would get creative and make a cute little costume for him.
Pretty much everyone thought he was a cow. Oh well...I tried...lol.
My father in law said, "Oh, he's the Gateway cow!". Well, not quite
but it was cute... : ) It was so warm here for Halloween, which
is very unusual, so we took Connor door to door with the girls. I
just strapped him in the Snugli and he fell asleep. It's tough
to be a baby, isn't it?
November 2, 1999 ~ Connor rolled from back to front. He
hates being on his belly! He's very strong though and holds his head
up very well. He laughs often, but I have a hard time telling
the difference between happy noises and upset ones. This child
has me baffled sometimes.
November 13, 1999 ~ As I sit here typing, Connor is demonstrating
his talent for shrieking. I think this is a happy noise. Time will
tell, though...lol
November 16, 1999 ~ Connor won't sleep through the night anymore. I don't know what is up. He was doing it for about 2 weeks and then daylight savings screwed it all up. It's not so bad, cos all I do is bring him to bed and he latches on. My main problem is that he makes so much damn noise!
November 24, 1999 ~ Last Sunday when we went for picture day, we were there for a very long time. We had an appointment for 12:15 (they said it was 12:30, and we argued it with them...i knew i was right...I would find out later that I was wrong, but we wont' tell anyone will we??)... Anyway, we were there until like 3 in the afternoon...grrrr... We were next and it was going to be about another 15 minutes or so... Well the young man (i'd say about 21) said to me, "you still have a few minutes if you would like to give him a bottle to keep him happy." Well, with the straightest face possible, I said to the photographer..."That's not possible, for he gets it straight from the tap. " The look on this poor guys face was priceless... He said..."We'll get you in there as soon as we can!" While we were there, I did do my first public nursing with Connor...I was in the corner of the eyeglass department...so I hid a little...LOL It's a little awkward!
December 8, 1999 ~ Connor is loving his
sling. A friend of mine got us a sling as a gift (thank you Sylvia!). She ordered us an Over The Shoulder Baby Holder from Slingbaby.com. It's wonderful and he
loves it. I can't believe how many people comment on the sling and how much attention we all get. We definitely get noticed. It's so comfy for him. He is a very happy boy when he is in it. He's drooling like there is no tomorrow. I wonder if teeth will
show soon. Connor is still on breastmilk alone and we don't anticipate
trying cereal until 6 months. He is certainly not lacking anything and sleeps
most nights til 4-5am. Lately he's up more often because of the stuffy nose.
He loves his exersaucer and is getting really good at grasping toys. He still
only rolls one way and it's always from his back to his left to his belly. He seems like he always needs to be held lately too. Right now he is content
in his saucer, but I'm not sure how long that will last...
January 6, 2000 ~ Connor loves to be naked! He just goes crazy when all the clothes come off. He starts kicking and giggling. It must be so exciting for him not to be restricted in any way!
January 29, 2000 ~ This morning we were on our way out the door to do laundry and my father in law was playing with Connor...well, Grampie always has his fingers in my kids' mouths because he wants to buy the shoes...LOL Well, no wonder my little fussy man has been hanging off me all night
long these past couple of nights! He has a tooth! I was so surprised...I wasn't expecting any until around 11 mos cos that's when Morgan got hers...so neat! I guess now that he has a tooth, I really should start solids...LOL : )
February 9, 2000 ~ We started rice cereal this week with applesauce. The cereal he does fine with, but the applesauce does not agree with him at all. We tried pears as well and they make him puke all day too. We are going to try orange veggies next to see how well he does.
February 12, 2000 ~ Open-mouthed kisses on my cheek. It's got to be the sweetest thing in the world. And I know they are kisses because he's not sucking my face... : )
February 13, 2000 ~ Connor loves carrots, sweet potatoes, peaches, and bananas. They seem to agree with him, so we are doing about a jar a day. Half in the morning and half in the evening. Each time mixed with rice cereal and water. He continues to get his main source of food from breastmilk and has no intention of weaning.
February 15, 2000 ~ Connor rolled from belly to back! Now all he does is roll to wherever he wants to be!
February 16, 2000 ~ We have a second tooth! Came right in next to the first one, so now he has both bottom teeth! His favorite toy now is a cloth diaper. He loves to play peek-a-boo with a cloth! And gets really really mad when he drops it...lol
I added this poem here as a little reminder to myself~
A Little Later, Son
My hands were busy through the day
I didn't have much time to play
The little games you asked me to.
I didn't have much time for you.
I'ld wash your clothes, I'ld sew, I'ld cook.
But when you'ld bring your picture book
And ask me please to share your fun
I'ld say, "A little later, son."
I'ld tuck you in all safe at night
Hear your prayers, turn out the light
Then tiptoe softly to the door...
I wish I'ld stayed a minute more.
For life is short, the years rush past
A little boy grows up so fast.
No longer is he at your side
His precious secrets to confide.
The picture books are put away
There are no longer games to play.
No good night kiss, no prayers to hear
That all belongs to yesteryear.
My hands, once busy, now are still
The days are long and hard to fill.
I wish I could go back and do
The little things you asked me to.
-Author unknown-
Adventures In Pregnancy, Birth, And Beyond created and maintained by Jodi
© Morvia 1999, 2000
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