Having scheduled the c-section due to gestational diabetes, we were patiently waiting for that 3/7 date. My body had something else in mind...
At 37 weeks along, my Dr. told me I was already dilated to 3 cm so I should be with in no more then an hour of the hospital because labor could start at any time. This had me both excited and terrified at the same time! My body however was going bizerk! My blood pressure spiked and it wasn't coming down for anything!
On the friday before the c-section date, I had my pre-op appt and my blood pressure was even higher! I was sitting at about 175/90 which was pretty concerning for my Dr. They check me several times for preeclampcia and the test came back negative every time. But because I was so very swollen and my bp was so high Dr. Johnson wanted me to come into the hospital that next day to check my blood pressure again.
I head to mercy on the afternoon of 3/5/11 to see what was going on. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I knew there was a chance that I would have a baby that day but I didn't want to get my hopes up. I could Ty felt the same way.
Well, we got into labor and delivery and hooked up to all of the baby monitors and bp monitors and just waited. As soon as the nurse saw my bp was 180/92 she ran it again to see if that was really right...sure enough it was! And it was settled....we were having the baby that day!
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
The rest of the pregnancy...
...The next 17 weeks or so were pretty tame.
There were a few things that caused my days to be a little more hectic. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes which meant testing my blood sugar 4 times a day and eventually giving myself nightly insulin injections.....not fun!
Because of the diabetes I had to have weekly ultrasounds and non-stress tests. The weekly ultrasounds made my fear of accidentayl finding out lil 'bit's gender. I'm sure I annoyed the ultrasound tech with my constant reminder not to reveal the sex but I never found out! We did find out though, that our little baby had enough hair already at 30 weeks to be seen on the ultrasound!
I also found out that my baby was in breech position. There was sine talk of possibly trying to turn the babe from the outside. It is a painful procedure and dangerous. The decision to not even try to turn the baby because her feet were in my cervix head in my ribs. If her feet had been next to her head, it may have been possible but the decision was made to for go the risk and just plan on a c-section. So it was scheduled for March 7th, 2011!
This is the only photo taken of the end of my pregnacy...37 weeks.
Also, towards the end of my pregnancy, it was very apparent that my baby was breach. This photo is shot straight down. You can see the babes head!!
There were a few things that caused my days to be a little more hectic. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes which meant testing my blood sugar 4 times a day and eventually giving myself nightly insulin injections.....not fun!
Because of the diabetes I had to have weekly ultrasounds and non-stress tests. The weekly ultrasounds made my fear of accidentayl finding out lil 'bit's gender. I'm sure I annoyed the ultrasound tech with my constant reminder not to reveal the sex but I never found out! We did find out though, that our little baby had enough hair already at 30 weeks to be seen on the ultrasound!
I also found out that my baby was in breech position. There was sine talk of possibly trying to turn the babe from the outside. It is a painful procedure and dangerous. The decision to not even try to turn the baby because her feet were in my cervix head in my ribs. If her feet had been next to her head, it may have been possible but the decision was made to for go the risk and just plan on a c-section. So it was scheduled for March 7th, 2011!
This is the only photo taken of the end of my pregnacy...37 weeks.
Also, towards the end of my pregnancy, it was very apparent that my baby was breach. This photo is shot straight down. You can see the babes head!!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Dear Annabelle
Today during tummy time, you lifted your head and pushed up onto your arms and I couldn’t have been anymore proud of you. It made me think of how many times inyour life you will amaze me and I will be so very proud. When you are these accomplishments, no matter how small you will think they are later in life, everything stops around me and I can’t help but smile a huge smile.
During this time, you stated to get pretty mad (which is pretty normal for you and tummy time) so I laid on the floor next to you and said your name and told you how good you were doing. You instantly calmed down. I love so much that you know me and trust me. When you look straight into my eyes and just stare or even smile, it is one of my favorite moments of the day seeing that you recognize me. Its one of those moments where I would give you anything you ever wanted (I had better figure out how to handle that feeling or else we are going to end of with a house full of ponies or puppies when you get older.)
So, little love, I will do everything I can so that you know that you can always trust me. Maybe not to do exactly what you always want, but to always do what the right thing for you.
Love,
Mama
5.14.2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Half way there!
...Ty and I knew before we ever got pregnant that we didn't want to know the gender of our baby before they were born. Anytime anyone would ask us if were knew what we were having yet, they gave us one of two reactions.
Either they could not understand why we wouldn't find out. How would we decorate the nursery in pink or blue? Or buy clothes? Or pick out a name? Well, we were doing the nursery in a couple of shades of green with owls and so many clothes had been given to us, not to mention that all of the shopping could be down after the birth. And as far as names went, we really had no intention of picking one out until we met our little one anyways. We planned to pick a handful of girl's names and boy's names and wait and see what felt right. So, from the very beginning our baby was called 'lil 'bit'. Good enough for us!
The other reaction that we got from a few people when they learned we weren't finding out the gender was total joy! These are the people who would say 'GOOD! To many people spoil the surprise these days!" And that is exactly how we felt. They are so few good surprises in life, why would we spoil this one? Ty thought of it like opening your Christmas presents before Christmas day...just no fun on Christmas morning if you already know what your getting.
I had more then one person who was willing to accept the not finding out the gender but not picking a name or sharing our options with people didn't make any sense. I described the moment that I was waiting for and people seemed to understand a little more. I wanted that moment after our baby was born when we found out for the very first time what the gender is and get to name our blessing. I couldn't think of anything more special then Ty and I being the only ones in the world who knew this for just a little while. It would be so special. And the excited of telling all our friends and family would be pretty great too:)
We, as we headed to our 20 week ultrasound to check on our babes progress, I was so paranoid that they tech would let it slip if we were having a boy or girl. I think I may have reminded her 2o times that we didn't want to know. I was so scared to look at the screen for fear that I may see something I didn't want to. After we finished the ultrasound with no slip ups and asked the tech out of curiosity if she knew what it was. She told me because the babe was breech, she really couldn't tell so it was a good thing that we didn't want to know.
Either they could not understand why we wouldn't find out. How would we decorate the nursery in pink or blue? Or buy clothes? Or pick out a name? Well, we were doing the nursery in a couple of shades of green with owls and so many clothes had been given to us, not to mention that all of the shopping could be down after the birth. And as far as names went, we really had no intention of picking one out until we met our little one anyways. We planned to pick a handful of girl's names and boy's names and wait and see what felt right. So, from the very beginning our baby was called 'lil 'bit'. Good enough for us!
The other reaction that we got from a few people when they learned we weren't finding out the gender was total joy! These are the people who would say 'GOOD! To many people spoil the surprise these days!" And that is exactly how we felt. They are so few good surprises in life, why would we spoil this one? Ty thought of it like opening your Christmas presents before Christmas day...just no fun on Christmas morning if you already know what your getting.
I had more then one person who was willing to accept the not finding out the gender but not picking a name or sharing our options with people didn't make any sense. I described the moment that I was waiting for and people seemed to understand a little more. I wanted that moment after our baby was born when we found out for the very first time what the gender is and get to name our blessing. I couldn't think of anything more special then Ty and I being the only ones in the world who knew this for just a little while. It would be so special. And the excited of telling all our friends and family would be pretty great too:)
We, as we headed to our 20 week ultrasound to check on our babes progress, I was so paranoid that they tech would let it slip if we were having a boy or girl. I think I may have reminded her 2o times that we didn't want to know. I was so scared to look at the screen for fear that I may see something I didn't want to. After we finished the ultrasound with no slip ups and asked the tech out of curiosity if she knew what it was. She told me because the babe was breech, she really couldn't tell so it was a good thing that we didn't want to know.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Cat's out of the bag!
..I was getting pretty anxious to tell our friends and family that we were pregnant but so determined to wait until at least 12 weeks to spill the beans. I knew that it would be best to be able to be more confident that this pregnancy would 'stick' and there was something so specail about sharing a secrect with my Ty that was so important and exciting.
From the moment I found out I was pregnant, I was trying to think of a creative way to suprise everyone with our big news. I knew exactly what I wanted to do to tell the Smith parents only.
I was going to have an announcment put in the Garden Creek ward's bulletin reading "Congratulations to Craig and Sandra Smith on their next grandchild due 03.14.11"....and then just wait for them to figure it out. It was brilliant! Of coarse as murphy's law would have it, it didn't work out that way. We found out that the Garden Creek ward hadn't had a bulletin in 7 months! So Plan be it was! We sent a fortune cookie with a fortune inside that read, "guess who's barefoot and..." They got it right away:)
For the Dorff side of the family, I told them that I needed to take a family photo for a class and asked if they could help me out. I got them all set up outside and took a couple of test shots asking them to say 'cheese'. Then, I told them to say....'Audrey's pregnant!' and snapped the shot! It was great!
Now, the only family left to tell were the Smith siblings. We sent this email and sat back and waited for the response!
From the moment I found out I was pregnant, I was trying to think of a creative way to suprise everyone with our big news. I knew exactly what I wanted to do to tell the Smith parents only.
I was going to have an announcment put in the Garden Creek ward's bulletin reading "Congratulations to Craig and Sandra Smith on their next grandchild due 03.14.11"....and then just wait for them to figure it out. It was brilliant! Of coarse as murphy's law would have it, it didn't work out that way. We found out that the Garden Creek ward hadn't had a bulletin in 7 months! So Plan be it was! We sent a fortune cookie with a fortune inside that read, "guess who's barefoot and..." They got it right away:)
For the Dorff side of the family, I told them that I needed to take a family photo for a class and asked if they could help me out. I got them all set up outside and took a couple of test shots asking them to say 'cheese'. Then, I told them to say....'Audrey's pregnant!' and snapped the shot! It was great!
Now, the only family left to tell were the Smith siblings. We sent this email and sat back and waited for the response!
...of our Halloween costumes this year???
1950's Pregnant Housewife and the Milkman
Maybe by October 31st, I'll be showing enough so that I don't have to stuff a pillow under my shirt.......cause at 13 weeks......I've got nothing!
1950's Pregnant Housewife and the Milkman
Maybe by October 31st, I'll be showing enough so that I don't have to stuff a pillow under my shirt.......cause at 13 weeks......I've got nothing!
Monday, January 3, 2011
almost lost...
Ty and I had decided that we didn't want to tell anyone about our impending parenthood until at least 12 weeks. We wanted the risk of a miscarriage to drop before we were willing to share.
When we almost lost 'lil bit' at 10 weeks, I was glad we hadn't said anything yet.
One night after work, I was relaxing as had become the usual for me. I was having pretty bad morning sickness and fatigue. I felt like I had wet my pants and went running to the bathroom. I began to freak out when I discovered it was blood....a lot of blood.
I started to cry and pray asking heavenly father to just let me keep my baby. Really, I had little hope but never stopped praying.
I called the clinic thinking maybe I could talk to a nurse but they were closed. The scheduling departmet was open though and told me I needed to call the labor and delivery. I called over and the nurse asked me what was going on and how far along I was. Apparently, my speech was the clearest with all of my blubbering because she interupted me and said "I can't do anything for you if you down at least try and speak clearly," in a very rude tone. When I told her 10 weeks she was annoyed with me. She, in not such a nice way, told me there was nothing they could do and I need to talk to the ER and transfered me without another word. I was already hysterical and spending all this time on the phone being given the run around wasn't helping....so much so that I started crying even harder.
The man who answered the phone in the ER was VERY nice thankfully. He told me that I needed to come in to be examined and asked if I was feeling dizzy from the blood loss because he would send an ambulence. I told him my husband was on his way home and asked if it was okay if I didn't come in for a half hour or so until he was there. He told me I was fine and that I should calm down. I am very thankful for this man and wish I now knew who he was.
Ty got home and we packed up the laptop, knowing that the wait in the ER can be awful, and headed to the hospital. There is a large sign near the nurses desk that reads 'if you are pregnant or having heart pain, alert the staff immediately.' We checked in and sat down to watch a few episodes of 'the office' while we waited and not 2 minutes later they were calling us back! We got some evil stares from other people in the waiting room....but I learned the way to get fast service is to be knocked up!
When we got back into the room, I was examined and told that they needed to do an ultrasound to see if we still had a healthy baby or if I had miscarried sense they could not tell yet. That ride on the hospital bed back to the ultrasound room was one of the most terrifying 2 minutes of my life. I was praying with everything that I had that my baby was still okay but I was doubtful.
Once back in the room, if felt like it took FOREVER for the tech to get the machine ready. I was ready to grab the wand and check myself! In all actuality, it was only a minute or so. I held my breath as I stared at the screen and had to asked the tech if I was right....did I really see the babe moving around in there? He told me YES! my baby was okay! I looked over at Ty and the words that came out of his mouth made me laugh....."it looks like a peanut m&m".
After another hour in the ER, there was no explanation as to what caused all of that blood.....only prayers of gratitude that we hadn't lost her.
When we almost lost 'lil bit' at 10 weeks, I was glad we hadn't said anything yet.
One night after work, I was relaxing as had become the usual for me. I was having pretty bad morning sickness and fatigue. I felt like I had wet my pants and went running to the bathroom. I began to freak out when I discovered it was blood....a lot of blood.
I started to cry and pray asking heavenly father to just let me keep my baby. Really, I had little hope but never stopped praying.
I called the clinic thinking maybe I could talk to a nurse but they were closed. The scheduling departmet was open though and told me I needed to call the labor and delivery. I called over and the nurse asked me what was going on and how far along I was. Apparently, my speech was the clearest with all of my blubbering because she interupted me and said "I can't do anything for you if you down at least try and speak clearly," in a very rude tone. When I told her 10 weeks she was annoyed with me. She, in not such a nice way, told me there was nothing they could do and I need to talk to the ER and transfered me without another word. I was already hysterical and spending all this time on the phone being given the run around wasn't helping....so much so that I started crying even harder.
The man who answered the phone in the ER was VERY nice thankfully. He told me that I needed to come in to be examined and asked if I was feeling dizzy from the blood loss because he would send an ambulence. I told him my husband was on his way home and asked if it was okay if I didn't come in for a half hour or so until he was there. He told me I was fine and that I should calm down. I am very thankful for this man and wish I now knew who he was.
Ty got home and we packed up the laptop, knowing that the wait in the ER can be awful, and headed to the hospital. There is a large sign near the nurses desk that reads 'if you are pregnant or having heart pain, alert the staff immediately.' We checked in and sat down to watch a few episodes of 'the office' while we waited and not 2 minutes later they were calling us back! We got some evil stares from other people in the waiting room....but I learned the way to get fast service is to be knocked up!
When we got back into the room, I was examined and told that they needed to do an ultrasound to see if we still had a healthy baby or if I had miscarried sense they could not tell yet. That ride on the hospital bed back to the ultrasound room was one of the most terrifying 2 minutes of my life. I was praying with everything that I had that my baby was still okay but I was doubtful.
Once back in the room, if felt like it took FOREVER for the tech to get the machine ready. I was ready to grab the wand and check myself! In all actuality, it was only a minute or so. I held my breath as I stared at the screen and had to asked the tech if I was right....did I really see the babe moving around in there? He told me YES! my baby was okay! I looked over at Ty and the words that came out of his mouth made me laugh....."it looks like a peanut m&m".
After another hour in the ER, there was no explanation as to what caused all of that blood.....only prayers of gratitude that we hadn't lost her.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
the before...
Saturday..... July 10th, 2011
It was a hot summer day and we were planning on heading to the beach with Jes and Kurt. But before we left, we wanted to get a couple of things down. Ty was pruning the bushes in front of the house and I planned on cleaning up the house. But first I wanted to run to the store to pick up some sunscreen for little outing.
I ran into CVS, picked up my sunscreen and decided to pick up a pregnancy test while I was out. I didn't really think that I was pregnant but I hadn't been tracking and it felt like it had been a long time so I figured what the heck!
Mind you, I hadn't mentioned any of this to Ty because I didn't think it was a big deal. Well when I got home I went about my business. When I needed to use the bathroom, I took the test. A few minutes later, I checked and did believe what I saw!!! There was a second line! I read and reread the box to make sure that I was reading the test right before I believed it. Once, I knew what I saw was corrected, I was shocked! I couldn't believe it.....I just stood there still and silent.
It was time to tell Ty! I came out of the bathroom and Ty was in the kitchen. He started telling me what his plan was for the day and just happened to glance down at my hand hanging at my side and saw the test. He stopped and look at me....."Are you pregnant?" All I could do was nod. No words.....just nod! He ran to be and we just stood in the hall and held eachother.
Still not willing to completely believe that I was really pregnant, I went back out and bought 3 more brands of pregnancy tests. A little crazy? Yes! Well.....they all said the same thing!!!
......and I thank God everyday that they did.
I ran into CVS, picked up my sunscreen and decided to pick up a pregnancy test while I was out. I didn't really think that I was pregnant but I hadn't been tracking and it felt like it had been a long time so I figured what the heck!
Mind you, I hadn't mentioned any of this to Ty because I didn't think it was a big deal. Well when I got home I went about my business. When I needed to use the bathroom, I took the test. A few minutes later, I checked and did believe what I saw!!! There was a second line! I read and reread the box to make sure that I was reading the test right before I believed it. Once, I knew what I saw was corrected, I was shocked! I couldn't believe it.....I just stood there still and silent.
It was time to tell Ty! I came out of the bathroom and Ty was in the kitchen. He started telling me what his plan was for the day and just happened to glance down at my hand hanging at my side and saw the test. He stopped and look at me....."Are you pregnant?" All I could do was nod. No words.....just nod! He ran to be and we just stood in the hall and held eachother.
Still not willing to completely believe that I was really pregnant, I went back out and bought 3 more brands of pregnancy tests. A little crazy? Yes! Well.....they all said the same thing!!!
......and I thank God everyday that they did.
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