Calling all the Pregnant PS''ers

[qtiekiki]

Congrats MrsS, MrS and girls. Welcome Jake!!!

Jas12 - Yay!!! Hope you have smooth delivery. Who would had known that baking could induce labor. hehe. My last minute guess for gender is a girl.

Jen - What a scare you had? Glad the twins are doing well.

No news from me here. Just that 2nd tri feels so long. Maybe I am just getting anxious. We are starting to get stuffs for our little girl. We got some basic clothes last weekend. Going to order the crib this week.

 

[Kay]

Woohoo Jas. Sending good labor vibes your way.

Jen, sorry you had a scare -- glad to hear you and the babies are ok.

I managed to snag an appointment for an NT scan on Thursday, but I have to be there at 7:15 am. I am not a morning person.

 

[diamondfan]

Yeah Jake!!! Welcome to the world.

 

[curlygirl]

CONGRATULATIONS, mrssalvo!!!! I can''t believe you pushed out a 9 lb. baby!!! You go, girl. Can''t wait to hear all about it and meet little Jake!


Jas12, woohoooooo!!! Sounds like this is it! Sending you tons of easy labor vibes. Good luck!!!!!

 

[sevens one]

Congrats Mrs Salvo

 

[curlygirl]

Just doing a quick drive by--I''ll have more time to write tomorrow after my amnio!!!! I''m so excited. I really hope we can get this baby to show the goods--the curiosity is killing me.

Lily''s doing much better, thank you all for the good wishes. And my morning sickness seems to have returned the past 2 days--ugh. I double checked my notes from last time and I actually didn''t feel better till 16 weeks so I''m almost there. Can''t wait for it to be gone for good!

Gemma, I''ll write more tomorrow but I went back to work after 12 weeks and I formula fed from day 1 so I didn''t have to think about pumping, etc. I know it''s not the common thing to do but it worked for me and my lifestyle and my baby is thriving and doing great besides a little diarrhea now and then!

 

[ellaila]

So much excitement in one day!!!!!!

YAY to MrsS and the rest of the S family!! WELCOME, JAKE!!!!! Your momma's got lots of friends here who have been just waiting to hear about your arrival, little buddy!

Aaaaaaand WHOOOO HOOOOOOOO Jas!!!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY!! Cannot wait to hear the news soon about your little one!!

TGal, hope your little Ms. is doing great and that you and TGuy are holding up well! You know we're dying for some photos and updates, right?

Jen, yikes what a scary morning you had -- so glad everything is OK and that you got to see the bambinos on the u/s swimming around happily. Looking forward to seeing their pic!

Jade, as always, I heart your little Button. Thanks for the update! I can't believe he's 18 months already ... I remember when he was a teeny babe!

Hmm, blonde curls and I know you do tap dancing ... awww, Diver, your inner Shirley Temple is coming out

(And now I've got "On the good ship lollipop ... " in my head. Eeee.)

Tacori, can't wait to find out what this gift is!!

Lili ... hope you check in soon!

Curly, good luck tomorrow at your amnio! Here's hoping the little one cooperates and lets you see its goods but if not, you'll know soon enough when you get the results.
Hope everyone else is doing well!

 

[divergrrl]

OMG Jas! It IS the baking on the PS thread. So anyone close to your DD or overdue...just bake something.

Good luck Jas, I''ll be sending easy labor vibes your way....take care & hurry back & post baby pics!!!!

Elailla: Oh THANKSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Now I''ve got that song stuck in my head too. Sheesh.

Gemma: um, ya...blonde & curly....craziness!

Jen: Oh no, what a scare, did they say why/what you were leaking & what you should do? How scary...rest up & take care!

ok...i need to harrass my kidlets a bit...I think its playdough time...

 

[E B]

Yay, MrsSalvo! Welcome, Jake! PS needs more diamond-loving men.

I was 8 lbs 15 oz too, so my mother feels your pain, MrsS!

 

[katebar]

Good luck Jas12!! Easy and safe labour vibes to you

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[lovelylulu]

Good luck Jas!!!!

 

[katebar]

Sorry double post but while i'm at it hi Tgal hope Amelia is doing fine

 

[E B]

How did I miss Jas12''s announcement?

The best of luck, Jas12! I can''t wait to meet your little guy or gal (since I orig. guessed gal, it''ll be a boy!).

 

[LitigatorChick]

Congrats Mrs.S. Can''t wait to see some Jake pics!

Go Jas12!!! I''m thinking of you - hang in there!!!

 

[lover in athens]

hi girls

wow...so much EXCITING news tonight!
of course, i must start by saying a HUGE CONGRATULATIONS to MrsS. i can''t believe baby jake is 9 lbs. you are trulya superwoman!!
and YAY for jas! FINALLY. can''t wait to hear if you have a boy or girl! please update when you can!
in other news...jen, i''m so sorry you had to go through that today...must have been absolutely terrifying. please make sure you take some time for yourself. thank goodness the babies are ok!

gemma: that is too funny about your bra size. i can''t even begin to imagine. UNFORTUNATELY, i am getting ALL of the pain and NONE of the gain if you know what i mean. i can''t stand being hugged lately (although, given they''re so small people have to get pretty darn close to elicit true tenderness!). also, i still don''t think i''m truly showing (despite being on the little side)... the stomach is definitely there in the morning but a little bigger by the evening. the thing is though...it''s just so darn HIGH (way too high to be my itty-bitty-little grapefruit sized 9 week uterus!!).
diver: that''s totally crazy about the blonde curlies. in dermatology, we actually see quite a few cases of telogen effluvium (the technical term for postpartum hair loss). i always tell my patients that their hair will start growing back within about 6 months, but it''s funny...we RARELY get actual follow up on HOW it grows back. i think i''ll start telling everyone to expect the unexpected!!
kay: let me know how the NT scan goes. i''m still trying to schedule mine, but i''ve got LOTS of time...
curly: here''s hoping the little one shows it all tomorrow. good luck!

ok, one more group question. how far along were you guys when you first heard the heartbeat via doppler? i have another appt next tuesday and i''m HOPING to hear something (if my doc will even try that is). based on my "one shot wonder" calculations, i''ll be exactly 10 weeks, but based on earlier u/s calculations, only about 9.5...

(i apologize again for any blatant typographical errors tonight...busy watching my tivo''d bachelor in the background as i type this up. any other fans out there? i SO do not approve of his choices!!!)

 

[snlee]

LIA, I was 10 weeks when we first heard our baby''s heartbeat. Your doctor will probably try. Good luck!

 

[Kaleigh]

Jen,
I''m so glad all is well with your babies, that must have been so scary!!

LIA,
With both of my kids I heard it around 10 weeks, hoping you get to hear it at your appointment. It''s magic.

 

[diamondfan]

Jen, sorry you had a frightening experience and glad all is well now!

 

[msb700]

WOHOOOO MrsS!!! congratulations a 9lbr on ur tiny frame!! u go girl!!!!

(Dee Jay-Thanks for the update!)

Jas12: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wishing u a speedy and safe delivery!!! please update us whenever u can!!


Jade: wow 18 months already ha?!?! i remember when button was little bun in the oven!! he''s sure come a long way ...love the avatar

Burk: Glad to hear ur little one is doing better!

Tacori: im all excited to find out wats in the mail too!!

Diver: umm..blonde and curly!?!? where did that come from?!?! i was at the hairdressers ages ago and this lady had really nice curly black hair and i was complimenting her on it and guess wat she said?! she said ''my hair used to be dead straight and a much lighter shade of brown...i gave birth..my hair fell out...and this is what came out instead!!!''

LIA: i felt the heartbeat around 11 or 12 weeks

Sk8rjen: Oh my god!! What a scare!! (my heart dropped to my feet when i first ready ur post!!)...im so glad to hear the babies are doing okay...maybe u should give urself some time to rest and lessen the skating a bit?

curly: Hope M/S goes away soon

 

[Jas12]

one more update before i head to the hospital (for good)

Contrax about 5 min apart now--i am one tired girl already, but i am not complaining--still happy to feel pain at this point. I guess that is what being 12 days over due will do to you.

i''ll get DH or someone to fill u in once baby is here--hopefully not many more hours now

 

[Lorelei]

Date: 4/8/2008 5:23:22 PM
Author: Ellen

Way to go mrsSmith!!

Welcome to the world Jake!!

Dee, thanks for the heads up!

YAY!!!! mrsSMITH ROCKS and welcome young Jake!!!!

 

[TravelingGal]

Date: 4/9/2008 3:59:13 AM
Author: Jas12
one more update before i head to the hospital (for good)

Contrax about 5 min apart now--i am one tired girl already, but i am not complaining--still happy to feel pain at this point. I guess that is what being 12 days over due will do to you.

i''ll get DH or someone to fill u in once baby is here--hopefully not many more hours now

Hang in there Jas...I''m sitting here in the middle of the night pulling for you and sending you my bestest bestest vibes. Not long to go now girl...

btw, I have to say the last couple of pics you posted of yourself are just beautiful..................

 

[Ellen]

Date: 4/9/2008 3:59:13 AM
Author: Jas12
one more update before i head to the hospital (for good)

Contrax about 5 min apart now--i am one tired girl already, but i am not complaining--still happy to feel pain at this point. I guess that is what being 12 days over due will do to you.

i''ll get DH or someone to fill u in once baby is here--hopefully not many more hours now

Hoping everything is going well!

 

[LitigatorChick]

I can''t wait to hear how it goes for Jas12!!! Oh well, another unproductive day - I hope she trained DH well on how to use PS and give us updates.

 

[ephemery1]

Welcome to Jake.....



..... and best of luck to Jas12!!!!!!!!!!!!

I''m with LC... should probably write off this day as unproductive already. Definitely going to be searching for updates in between clients!!

 

[Burk]

Congrats MrsS!!! Welcome Jake.

What a big boy!

Jas~so so excited for you! Labor vibes your way......

Jen~Sorry for the scare!

Tgal~How are you and Amelia doing?

Diver~SOOOO funny about the blonde curly hair! I have the fuzzy hair at my hairline, but it''s dark brown like the rest of my hair.

Tacori~Can''t wait to find out what this present is. Is your Mexico trip coming up soon? I am sooooo jealous!

Curly~Good luck with the amnio.

I know I''m missing someone, but I wasn''t at work yesterday because I was home with the sickly girl so I need to get something done.....will be back to check on Jas!!!

 

[TravelingGal]

OK ladies...here is my birth story. Hopefully it will tide you over until we hear MrsS and Jas' stories and pics...

It's long, as it's a story I wrote for friends and fam. So some of the stuff you already know from my earlier postings on this thread. Enjoy!

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We never REALLY thought we could conceive that night. I had only been off the pill for two weeks after being on it for 15 years. I was “older” at 34. TGuy and I had both been to a 4th of July party and were happily buzzing along. I had joked that I was ovulating and that we should go make a baby. The odds were against us, but TGuy and I have seemed to always like beating them. When we found out I was pregnant, TGuy said right away we would have an April’s Fools baby because the joke was definitely on us.

So when March 31 rolled around, I told TGuy that morning that if really wanted an April Fool’s Baby, he’d better be on high alert that day. I woke up that morning with a craving for the first time in my entire pregnancy that I just couldn’t shake: chocolate cake! I had gotten no sleep for two nights…wired and feeling like I was on the verge of something, so I thought maybe it would happen soon.

My boss had told me that spicy tacos had done it for his wife. I had nothing to lose, so I went and had some del taco for lunch. The baby wasn’t all that pleased with it and started to kick up a storm…and 4 hours later to my shock at 4 pm, my water broke!

I wasn’t sure if TGuy was going to believe me when I called to tell him. We were really going to have an April Fools Baby! I was glad because I had an appointment scheduled on April 1 to see the doc for an ultrasound. He was concerned that the baby was already 9 pounds and wanted to induce me if the ultrasound confirmed his suspicions. I was hoping I wouldn’t go too overdue otherwise I’d have a double digit pounder!

The plan was to labor at home as long as possible. I was one of those nutters who actually wanted to “feel” labor and I didn’t want to be strapped down to a bed, tied to an IV or otherwise. I had a plan, and the plan was to just relax, be natural, but still go with the flow…whatever that meant.

But damn…I still wanted that chocolate cake!

TGuy came home and loaded up the car. I was starting to have some cramping, but not full on contractions. I decided that cake baking was a lovely labor diversion and told TGuy that I was going to head off to the kitchen to do so. His response was “You’re sh*tting me!” Well, uh…since you’re actually in the toilet at the moment, it seems like you’re doing fine in that regard yourself. In the next few hours I baked (OK, all I did was blend cake mix, water and eggs, but I still felt domestic and nesting), did the dishes, and worked through some early contractions. I figured I was one of the few whackjobs that could say all those things in one sentence!

5.5 hours from when my water first broke, we left for the hospital, where I was sternly chastised for not coming in right away. I told Nazi nurse I was feeling great, to which she replied, “Oh don’t worry, you will be in pain shortly.” Gee, thanks.

I soon met my nurse for the evening. She looked at me said I didn’t look like I was in labor (apparently because I was joking around and happy) and would have sent me home if my water hadn’t broken. She checked me and I was 1 cm dilated and 70 percent effaced. She wanted to get me on an IV and pitocin right away since it had been now 6 hours since my water had broke. In all my research, nothing about labor and delivery scared me EXCEPT pitocin. I had heard contractions on pitocin were something to behold and preferred my own bodily concoction of oxytocin, thanks! Even the difference in names made me think the natural version was better. Oxytocin…Oxy…like Oxygen. Natural and delightful. Pitocin…had to be the pits.

I asked her to hold off. She didn’t look pleased and said she would have to call the doc. When she returned, she said my doc (Dr K) was not available, but she spoke to Dr M, and that Dr M would be delivering my baby. Dr M was the youngest, most inexperienced doc in the group, so this was the first wrench thrown in for the evening as I had only met Dr. M once. Dr M told her that since I had been perfect throughout my pregnancy, she would allow me the full 12 hours to labor without pitocin and an IV, but at 4 am sharp they were putting me on the drug if I was not progressing. The nurse was young, nice enough, but relatively humorless. I felt it was a shame to give her the chocolate cake I baked and hoped there were other nicer nurses who could appreciate my Duncan Hines.

She took my vital stats and drew blood. She looked frustrated as the machine took my blood pressure. Something is wrong with the machine, she told me. You have no history of high blood pressure, right? No, I told her, I had never had an issue with it. But I told her that my brother had joined us at the hospital and was filming us and made us “re-enact” a bunch of scenes like entering the hospital. I told her there was nothing like your little brother making you go in and out of the hospital a couple of times while in labor to send your blood pressure through the roof. Actually, little brothers period can do that.

She found another blood pressure thingabob and hooked that up. This time a slightly better reading and she was finally satisfied and left me alone to do my thing. So at 11 pm, I was off to the races in the hopes I would be dilated enough to make everyone happy at 4 am. We dimmed the lights. I felt calm. Zen. Sat on my birthing ball and breathed deeply. I felt so “natural” that I should have had hairy armpits or something.

I worked through my contractions fine. They were getting stronger and were about 5-10 minutes apart (although I don’t know for sure) and I was so relaxed I was dozing on and off. Then at 1:30 am the nurse burst into the room, flooded on the lights and announced, “We have a problem.”

Your bloodwork came in and you have toxemia, she told me. She didn’t mince words. This could be life threatening. I could have a seizure. I could go into a coma. A nurse on staff had it during her labor and it got bad, she told me. Regular levels of blah blah blah were 141,000 and my levels had dropped to 91,000. She needed to get an IV in me, pump Magnesium into my blood, but not too much as there is a fine line between helpful mag and toxic mag. The only way to help me was to get the baby out FAST, etc etc etc.

Now, can I tell you how hard this is to digest at 1:30 in the morning when you were in a state of ZEN? Sheesh.

She appeared a bit frantic. I had researched and read every book on pregnancy, but I didn’t know much about toxemia/pre-eclampsia…probably because I had not had any issues with it. And for once in my life I was glad, as I may have gone into a panic, like my nurse seemed to be. She was trying to get in IV in me and blew two veins. Muttering to herself in frustration she poked me again. No luck. She called another nurse. My nurse told nurse #2 that my veins weren’t big enough. Nurse #2 took a look and found one and told her she didn’t know what the issue was and how could she have missed such a big vein. She inserted the IV and promptly blew that one out too. I wanted to tell them, hey ladies, maybe you should try the big vein throbbing in my forehead because you’re beginning to piss me off!!!

The finally got the IV in and the drugs started to drip through my system. The birthing ball was now history as I was strapped to the bed, catheter in place, with the magnesium and evil pitocin flowing through my veins. The nurse asked me if I wanted an epidural at that point…it was now a little after 2 am. Well, they must have been giving me crazy drugs too because I told her, no…I’ll go as I am for awhile. I just figured the cocktails of drugs they put in me was enough for me and my baby at the moment…and somewhere in my sick mind, I must be have been curious to see what pitocin contractions were all about.

Well, let me tell you. I found out.

They were nothing like what I had been feeling in my prior zen state. Regular contractions ebb and flow…rising up, plateauing and then coming down. Pitocin contractions are more like a wall…they just sort of slam up on you, go go go, then taper off. The nurse came by every hour to see how I was doing. I still managed smiles and said I was just hanging out being relaxed and groovy. She actually seemed much kinder and told me that I seemed to be pretty good at being relaxed.

At 4:30 am, she came to check my progress. 4 cm. She asked if I needed anything. I told her if I couldn’t handle it, I would scream loud enough that she would be able to hear me down the hallway and wouldn’t even bother using the nurse call button. She actually laughed and told me I didn’t seem like a person who would scream. I told her pitocin contractions sucked. She told me my natural contractions would have felt like this sooner or later, but they needed to get me progressing fast due to the toxemia.

Laboring while being tied to the bed was uncomfortable. The nurse kept wanting me to change sides as the baby didn’t seem to like what was going on and the heart rate kept vacillating. I had sent TGuy to rest as I thought I would need him more later if it was this bad at only 4 cm. She kept turning up the pitocin and I just kept dealing with it and really really hating that drug.

At 6 am, she came in and checked progress again. I was still stalled at only 4 cm. Nothing like going through 4 hours of fun pitocin contractions and still only technically being in the “early stages” of dilation. She asked if I wanted the epidural. I was in the middle of a contraction when she asked and I said…hmm…maybe, yeah. Then it stopped and I said, well…maybe, no. She said there was a shift change for everyone at 7 am and if I didn’t get one now, I would have to wait for the next anesthesiologist.

Maybe I was tired. Maybe I intuitively knew that something wasn’t right with how I was progressing. Maybe I was just really f*cked off with these pitocin contractions. Whatever it was, something just told me it was in the best interest for me to get the epidural. So 15 hours into my labor at nearly 7 am , I put my forehead to TGuy’s as he held my hands, and accepted the epidural.

Pitocin – Evil. Epidural – Heavenly trumpets sound!

They did a great job with the epi…I didn’t even feel numb! I could feel the strong pressure of the contractions but the pain was gone. With the shift change came a much sweeter and improved version 2.0 nurse. Whereas the other nurse had just made me lay on my side, this one asked TGuy if he was done with his pillows and propped them in my back and put one between my legs. Ahhh…

The baby’s heart rate still kept dropping during contractions. Nurse 2.0 was pretty concerned and at told me they were going to have to insert an internal monitor to get more precise readings. They also were going to put back fluid into my uterus to see if that could help the baby be less distressed. She said she would be right back with an infusion. I was probably getting a bit delirious at that point because the word “infusion” made me think of those ice tea/fruit juice commercials with slices of oranges, kiwis and strawberries bursting through water in a refreshing taste sensation! I hoped the baby was going to enjoy her infusion!

The nurse came back and inserted the internal monitor and began the infusion. I looked down and felt the pressure as she kept inserting and inserting and pushing and inserting something in. Dryly I said, the way you keep stringing that thing in, it seems that it should be coming up out of my nose.” She laughed out loud.

The infusion helped a bit, but things were still looking quite precarious. Shortly before 8 am, the nurse came in and put me an oxygen mask over my mouth. So there I was…an IV in my right arm with 2 drugs pumping through that, one external monitor on my abdomen, one internal monitor and a catheter coming out of my hoohah, an epidural catheter in my back, and an oxygen mask strapped to my head…

I must have looked like a f*cking marionette. So much for bloody natural, granola, zen labor.

Of course, my brother shows up then to continue his filming. He stuck his video camera in my face and asked if I had anything to say. I put my finger up against my oxygen mask and said it was making it very difficult to pick my nose.

At 8 am Dr. M made her first appearance. How are you, she asked me. I grinned and said, “Ducky.” I know, she said apologetically, I’m sorry. No, I interrupted her, I actually REALLY am feeling ducky, all things considered. She looked surprised, but I guess she had to take my word for it.

She told me her concerns with the baby’s heart rate and my toxemia. They were going to give me a little more time but she wanted me to be aware that things might change and hinted that a c-section was looking to be a definite possibility. At 8:30 am I was checked for progress and was at 8 cm, and the nurse seemed to be happy that I was “moving right along.”

I drifted in and out of sleep that morning, lulled by the sound of my baby’s heartbeat. But then at around 10 am, I heard it – her heart beat slowed dramatically during one of my contractions. I could feel the hair raise on the back of my neck as I truly felt panic for the first time during my labor. The baby was not doing well at all, it seemed, and I prayed that I would be able to get her out very very soon.

At 10:30 am, Dr. M and the nurse came back to check my progress. Disappointment washed over me as the nurse regretfully announced I was still at 8 cm. Dr M smiled sympathetically at me as I must have looked so crestfallen. She recommended we change plans and do a caesarian…that she anticipated it would take another 2-3 hours to get that last 2 centimeters and that with me being a first time mother, it may take another 2-3 to push the baby out and she felt the baby would not be able to sustain such a long labor.

Even though I felt so sure that with all my pilates training, I could push with such force that I would fire the baby across the room with minimal pushing, I knew Dr. M was probably right. If I hadn’t heard the baby’s heartrate drop so dramatically, I might have been more regretful, but all I wanted was my baby out, safe and sound. I nodded. Dr. M apologized and said, “I know this isn’t part of your plan, but I think it is the way to go.” I nearly choked with laughter. See that big blue birthing ball over in the corner, I wanted to tell her, I think it’s quite obvious by looking at me that nothing went to according to plan! Instead, I just gave her an amused smile and said, it’s April Fool’s doc…you just gotta go with the flow.

At around 11 am they prepped us for surgery. I felt the iciness of the stronger anesthetic flow through me and began to feel chilled to the bone. The anesthesiologist gave me a small plastic cup with fluid in it. Here, he said, take this as it will help with the acid…but be warned it tastes terrible. Are you kidding me? I said with mock indignation. After everything I’ve been through today, you’re not even offering me a shot of something good? Or at least a refreshing beverage? He chuckled and said that it wasn’t THAT bad tasting…it tasted like a sweettart that’s been molding in your pocket for weeks. Great, I said. At least the guy had a sense of humor.

At 11:32, my baby was born. You have a daughter, they announced. I was shaking uncontrollably from the chills and feeling a bit doped out, but through it all the joy poured through me. A daughter, I whispered, (pretty much to myself, because no one seemed to be paying attention to me at this point.) I have a daughter!!! I desperately wanted to see her, and they moved the paper screen a little so I can take a peek.

And there she was…very pink, squirmy and giving a pretty good scream. My first thoughts were, hm…she looks kind of small for a 9 pound baby.

“7 pounds, 2 ounces!” I heard a voice say.

“WHAT?!” I heard my own indignant cry fill the room. “Dr. K said she was going to be NINE POUNDS!!!!”

And those were my first poignant words heard around the room about my daughter.

“Well, we gonna have to talk to Dr. K” I heard a nurse say, “Cause this baby ain’t no nine pounds.” Ha! April Fool’s on you Dr. K!!!

I have to say, a caesarian was easier than I thought. I can see why people in Hollywood are “too posh to push.” I don’t feel gipped at all by my birth experience, even though it was not anything like I imagined. I went through so many different experiences…from laboring naturally with normal contractions, to laboring naturally with pitocin contractions to laboring with an epi, to a c-section . It was like the hometown buffet of labor and delivery delights! I felt so great that the next day, I asked the nurse, “Man, what is this pain medication you have me on? It’s GREAT!” She looked at me like I was a bit nuts and looked at my IV (which I still had to have on since the magnesium had to be adminstered 12-24 hours after birth) and said, “you’re not on pain meds.” Huh? What? Really? Well, apparently not. But the mind is a powerful thing and I *thought* I was on the meds so that must have helped me. I asked her, does the pain get better or worse? She smiled and said it should only get better. I grinned and told her that I would not be needing any drugs for pain then. And indeed, I haven’t needed them at all.

Amelia Skye is a pretty good kid. We went through the motions the first day taking care of her, but she still felt pretty foreign to me. We finally got to go to a post partum room 24 hours after delivery (they kept us in L&D because I was not out of the woods yet) and away from the flurry and hectic action of L&D I just held Amelia in my arms. TGuy was looking through some paperwork and paying no attention to me.

Which was a good thing because as I looked into her eyes, which were alert and calm, I felt the first overpowering, awesome, humbling love for her. My eyes filled with tears as I was really surprised and overcome by it all. This was my baby…my child for the rest of my life and it was an amazing thing to feel.

I became a fool for her in that moment. And that, boys and girls, is no joke.

 

[TravelingGal]

And here is Amelia, aka TTot...

Sorry about the bad quality pics...they were taken in low light. We actually have not gone crazy taking pics of her, but we should get on it...

 

[TravelingGal]

And here she is...I think this was her expression in the womb when she heard about my toxemia.

Be back in a bit...have a bit more to add just for my PS friends, but need to go feed the beast...

 

[ephemery1]

Grrrrrrrrrrr, JUST as I am heading out the door to work, TG.... guess I have some reading to look forward to later!!

Amelia is incredibly, breathtakingly gorgeous, fyi.

I am always shocked when babies are that cute at just a few days old. And love the shocked expression, of course...