steph72276
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It''s normal meresal. We don''t have the same body type at all (Date: 1/4/2010 12:50:24 PM
Author: meresal
I''m still having some issues with the weight gain, but that is nothing new. My New Years Resolution is to walk on the treadmill for at least 30 minutes when I get home from work, everyday. I am not attempting to lose weight, just trying to do something active as well as convince my brain that I am SUPPOSED to be putting on weight (It''s not just overeating). I know that you all are drilling this into my head and I am getting better, but for some reason, I just can''t stop thinking about it. I really don''t know why.
EASY = Baby WhispererDate: 1/4/2010 5:04:00 PM
Author: lovelylulu
I know enough to know that all of my preconceived notions about parenting will likely fly out the widow once the wee one arrives, but because I have no idea what the terms 'cluster feed' or 'EASY' mean, what books did you actually find helpful in terms of sleep habits, feeding, etc?
so far all i've picked up is a book about naming the kid
thanks!
I started having regular but very mild contractions in the evenings on December 21st. They grew more intense every day, but always died out when I went to bed. On December 28th at 11AM, my internal exam was 2 cm dilated and 20% effaced. That evening the contractions were pretty strong, starting around 5 or 6PM as usual, and they didn’t die out when I went to bed at 10:30PM, in fact they immediately jumped to 5 minutes-ish apart, 30-45 seconds long! I laid on my left side for an hour, took a bath for half an hour, and they just kept coming and intensifying, but they didn’t get closer together. I called the hospital and the nurse told me she thought 5 minutes was still pretty long (which confuses me because both the pre-natal class nurse and my doctor told me to go to the hospital if I had contractions 5 minutes apart for 1-2 hours...) and I should lie on my left side again for half an hour, take another bath and call back, so I did. The contractions still weren’t getting any closer together, so the nurse said all she could do if I came in was make me take baths and lie down and I would probably be more comfortable doing that at home. I was getting pretty nervous though and DH was even more nervous, and the weather was getting pretty bad out there so I insisted that I wanted to make sure and she finally told me to come in. We finally got to the hospital at 2AM. The nurse examined me and I was at “a small” 3cm and 50% effaced, so she monitored my contractions and sent me to the bath a few times. At 5AM, my contractions were still 5 minutes apart (but pretty painful thank you) and had dilated just a little and the nurse... wanted to send me home. But I hadn’t slept a wink, it was a full blown flurry outside, I was worried and she could clearly see that, so she offered to keep me in an observation room overnight and give me a shot of morphine to help me relax. So I got into observation and DH went to get a couple hours of sleep while my mom (whom we’d called at 2AM) stayed with me. I highly recommend having two birthing coaches with you. If one of them needs to get something for themselves or you, that way you’ll still have someone familiar with you. At 9AM, they checked me again and I finally was at 4cm and 80% effaced, so they admitted me to my birthing suite. I stayed in the bath pretty much all morning, until the doctor came in to check me at 12PM. I was at 5cm, 90% effaced, but my membranes still weren’t breaking, the baby’s head still wasn’t fixed and I was progressing pretty slowly, getting very tired and couldn’t eat anything, so she offered to rupture my membranes artificially. I tried walking and sitting on the exercise ball first, but that didn’t work, so at 1PM she ruptured my membranes and fixed the baby’s head. The contractions suddenly became indescribably painful, but what’s strange is that they still weren’t much closer together than 3 or 4 minutes. At any rate, I was so tired by then that just taking my blood pressure was painful and I just could not handle the contractions. I’d been at it for 17 hours (plus the week of false labour) and hadn’t slept in about 30 hours... There was no way to know how much longer this would last and if I didn’t get any sleep I might not be able to push in the end. So I asked for an epidural, and I have to admit that as much as I didn’t want one at first, at that point I couldn’t get it fast enough! At 2PM, just before they put in the epi, I was at 7cm and 90%effaced, so fortunately, all that pain wasn’t for nothing and I’d done some great progress. At 2PM the epi was in, at 2:15PM it kicked in, and at 2:20PM I was asleep. I slept for 3 hours straight, then I would wake up at intervals and doze back off. The epi was great because I could still feel my legs and wriggle my toes, but I couldn’t feel the contractions at all anymore. At around 6PM I started having this strange but tolerable pain in my left inner thigh at the crotch and a spot in my lower back, so the nurse checked me, and I was complete and ready to push! But imagine this: There were 3 of us ready to push at the same time plus an emergency c-section!! I had to wait until 6:50PM to start pushing, but since I wasn’t really in pain and the baby’s heartbeat was steady and strong as ever, it wasn’t an issue. Once it came to pushing, I tried crouching but it made me throw up so it didn’t work for me, but the doctor was really happy because it got her to try a new accessory for the birthing table instead of stir-ups for pushing in a half-sitting position and she loved it. They lowered my epi but I still couldn’t feel anything so the nurse had to tell me when to push and I was worried I wouldn’t be able to push hard enough, but apparently I was a great pusher; the doctor, nurse and my mom were all really impressed. And get this: my contraction still weren’t closer together than 3-ish minutes apart... So it’s definitely a good thing that I didn’t listen to that triage nurse the night before! At any rate, 45 minutes later, Jacob (pronounced Jack-ob with a soft “j” in French) Emmanuel was born at 19:34PM, at 7lbs and 19 in. It was a beautiful moment seeing him for the first time, DH and I both cried and he cut the cord. They kept him on me for an hour before DH could hold him a bit and they cleaned him up. He got 3 Apgar scores of 9; mommy and daddy are very proud! Unfortunately, I had some second degree tearing, and that’s (literally) a PITA.
We stayed at the hospital for 48 hours after the birth. I’m very grateful for all the help and support we got during that stay. A very important note: DON’T FORGET to bring stuff to do during your stay! Jacob is an amazingly calm baby who cries about just once a day and once a night between feedings, so having nothing to do can get very long. I couldn’t wait to go home, but then getting home and not having someone available to help you 24 hours a day was destabilizing. My milk came in that night (the 31st) and we still hadn’t found quite the right technique for us for a good latch, so it was a terrible terrible night. Post-partum hormones not helping, the feedings were so painful with the engorgement and bad latching that in the morning I couldn’t stop crying. A nurse called for a follow-up and she gave me some tips that really helped for the engorgement and promised to come first thing the next morning. My parents and my sister came to visit and stayed for dinner, so it was great to see them and have their support and a nice, quiet New Year’s dinner. The second night at home wasn’t so bad, I guess we were getting better at this whole breast feeding thing and the engorgement was much better. The nurse came as promised on the morning on January 2nd and I finally got the technique that Jacob and I needed for pleasant feedings. Unfortunately, we also got the bad news that he had jaundice and had to be hospitalized immediately. So we went back to the hospital and he was put under the lamps that afternoon. I stayed in a room across the hall from the nursery and fed him very frequently for 48 hours before he got his leave. It sucked to have to stay there, but we were very well taken care of.