So when we found out that we were having another girl I was excited. They'll be close in age and be able to share clothes and toys for the next few years and hopefully be good friends. But then I realized that I would some day soon have 2 teenage daughters!!
Now I remember how much I hated my mom and made her life hell when I was 13 and now I'm going to have it times 2!!! What the hell was I thinking?! All I can think about is how they are going to gang up on me and make my life hell for a few years. It won't be until they are mothers themselves that they will understand why we "ruin their lives" for those teenage years.
I can only hope they will be better than I was, although I wasn't as bad as some of the girls I went to school with. Maybe I can just have them committed for a few years since they will be mentally incapacitated and incapable of making rational decisions.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Emma's Birth Story
So here I am pregnant again, but this time I have a place to talk about it. When I got pregnant with my daughter I was very excited and happy. My husband and I weren't going to start "trying" until September, but there I was pregnant the first week in August(05) just a few weeks after our wedding reception. Anyway, I was excited. I had just witnessed my friend give birth to her daughter that June and although it looked painful I was excited.It was kind of funny because I have never really been a baby or kid person. I always said that I never wanted kids, but somewhere something changed for me.
So there I was pregnant and I loved it. I had 2 weeks of nausea and that was it. Other than gaining way too much weight(almost 60 pounds) I had a pretty good and easy pregnancy. That all changed in the last couple of weeks of being pregnant. I had a third ultrasound around 32 weeks because I was measuring 3 weeks big. Which just means my uterus was measure 3 weeks further along than I was. So they wanted to check to make sure the baby wasn't too big, I didn't have too much fluid, and that my due date was correct. Well everything was good, so 2 weeks later at my next appointment my blood pressure started to go up. This is unusual for me, as my bp is normally so low they ask if I'm feeling ok. But it wasn't too high, so they said to take it easy and not to worry.In the meantime, my favorite chinese restaurant that had been closed all winter opened back up and I decided that I would eat there everyday for 2 weeks. When I got to my next appointment my bp had gotten even higher. Not to worry, take it easy, you are at 36 weeks and since you are so big you will probably go soon. Well at my appointment the next week it was even higher, so they put me on bed rest. Then the night before my 38 week appointment I went into labor. Of course after about 6 hours in the hospital the contractions stopped, so they sent me home. They scheduled an appointment for the following week just in case I didn't go back into labor. I made it to the appointment the following tuesday and of course, no baby. At that appointment my bp was extremely high, so they decided to induce me that night. Well 45 minutes after the induction I ended up in surgery because the baby's heart rate kept decelerating.Well Emma ended up healthy, thankfully. When they took her out she was healthy, but the placenta wasn't. It was so bad looking they sent it to pathology for an exam. My high blood pressure had caused the placenta to start dying early and as a result Emma wasn't getting enough nutrients and during the contractions oxygen.In the end, my careless eating and weight gain had caused her to be smaller than she would have been and cause me to have a c-section. I'm hoping this time around things go better.
So there I was pregnant and I loved it. I had 2 weeks of nausea and that was it. Other than gaining way too much weight(almost 60 pounds) I had a pretty good and easy pregnancy. That all changed in the last couple of weeks of being pregnant. I had a third ultrasound around 32 weeks because I was measuring 3 weeks big. Which just means my uterus was measure 3 weeks further along than I was. So they wanted to check to make sure the baby wasn't too big, I didn't have too much fluid, and that my due date was correct. Well everything was good, so 2 weeks later at my next appointment my blood pressure started to go up. This is unusual for me, as my bp is normally so low they ask if I'm feeling ok. But it wasn't too high, so they said to take it easy and not to worry.In the meantime, my favorite chinese restaurant that had been closed all winter opened back up and I decided that I would eat there everyday for 2 weeks. When I got to my next appointment my bp had gotten even higher. Not to worry, take it easy, you are at 36 weeks and since you are so big you will probably go soon. Well at my appointment the next week it was even higher, so they put me on bed rest. Then the night before my 38 week appointment I went into labor. Of course after about 6 hours in the hospital the contractions stopped, so they sent me home. They scheduled an appointment for the following week just in case I didn't go back into labor. I made it to the appointment the following tuesday and of course, no baby. At that appointment my bp was extremely high, so they decided to induce me that night. Well 45 minutes after the induction I ended up in surgery because the baby's heart rate kept decelerating.Well Emma ended up healthy, thankfully. When they took her out she was healthy, but the placenta wasn't. It was so bad looking they sent it to pathology for an exam. My high blood pressure had caused the placenta to start dying early and as a result Emma wasn't getting enough nutrients and during the contractions oxygen.In the end, my careless eating and weight gain had caused her to be smaller than she would have been and cause me to have a c-section. I'm hoping this time around things go better.
First Time
So I have decided to finally start a blog because I'm hoping it will help me sleep better at night. I have problems turning my brain off at night or when I wake up in the middle of the night. I'm hoping that getting things off my chest so to speak will help with all the thoughts racing through my mind.Pregnancy makes you a little more apt to have a racing mind because well being pregnant makes you a little crazy. You have a million hormones making your body do weird things and well they mess with your head a little too. So I think this is a good start. We'll see how much I am actually able to write with all the things going on in my life, but I will try.
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