January 27, 2010
And I thought 6 hours was long...
Anne's labor and delivery was nothing compared to little Louis'. I had to work for it this time. Silly me thought that I would get a labor/delivery that would be about half the time as Anne. Nope. A week ago I started having some regular contractions. I waited until about 9pm to call the midwives (had to make sure they were 5 minutes apart for an hour first). They weren't quite sure if it was the real deal, so they left it up to me to decided if it was time to go in. Impatient me decided... yes, I want to go in. Well, it was a very good thing that God was making those contractions enough for me to want to go in. We got to the hospital at about 10pm and I got hooked up to the machine so they could watch my contractions. One every 2-3 minutes. Definitely was in active labor. But I also had high blood pressure, which is really strange for me because mine is normally on the really low side. So they took some of my blood to do some testing and Charlie and I went for a walk around the building while we waited for the results. We got back and even though my blood pressure was normal again, the results were my liver count was very high. So they said it was probably pre-eclampsia and put me on some magnesium sulfate to keep me from having seizures. It wasn't a high risk, but it was better to have it than have a seizure. One thing we did not know about magnesium sulfate is that it is a muscle relaxer (found out a couple days ago that epsom salt is magnesium sulfate). So from 11pm - 7am ish my contractions disappeared. They checked dilatation and effacement and it was the same as when I came in. (4cm and 50%) So we decided to induce by popping my water. We found out then that little baby boy had pooped in the water. So we needed to get him out soon. Did that at about 8 and used the breast pump to induce contractions. By about 1pm I was only to 5cm and 80% and contractions came only when I was using the pump. So we decided to go for some pitocin. I was able to talk them into giving me some stadol first so I could get some rest before "real" labor. (a couple strange things about magnesium sulfate is that it made me groggy/high but at the same time I couldn't sleep) I got about an hour of rest and then they gave me the pitocin. Wow, that stuff is steroids for contractions. After about 2 hours of pitocin, I was ready. 10 cm, 100%, contractions on top of each other (and shooting down my legs), this kid was going to come out. 5 minutes of pushing and there he was, with his cord wrapped around his neck twice. They quickly unwrapped it, handed him to the nurse to she could clean him up before he inhaled anything bad and there he was. Dark hair, and only 1 oz bigger and 3/4 in smaller than his big sister. Now after telling you all about this I need to tell you that as much as it was not as easy as Anne's, it was very much worth it. And I can see God's hand in taking us to the hospital before something bad could have happened. My liver levels were still high as of Saturday morning, but they did an ultrasound and lots of testing and have found nothing wrong with me other than the liver levels being high. I am feeling great now that the magnesium is out of my system, so they let me come home on Saturday afternoon. I am going in on Friday so they can test my blood again and I'll talk to the doctor. Hopefully the levels will have gone down by then and they will just label it as an unusual case of pre-eclampsia. If not they are thinking that it might be an auto-immune disease. I have looked at the possibilities with the high liver count, and nothing looks like it would be a super dangerous disease. And the Great Physician already knows what is wrong with me. I did freak out on Friday night and Charlie talked to me and had brought my bible over for me. So Saturday morning I read Matthew 6:25-34 aloud.
“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."
If that was not a kick in the butt, I don't know what is. So, that is what I learned from this last labor and delivery. That my body is frail, that worrying does my no good, that if I focus on God and His kingdom He will take care of all the physical stuff and that I am doing better than I deserve.
Louis is doing well, almost a week old already. He had jaundice just like Anne did, but it is almost gone already. He is a very easy baby and has taken Anne's "loving" in strides. Speaking of the baby, he is hungry. And this post has become a book. So goodnight all.
“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."
If that was not a kick in the butt, I don't know what is. So, that is what I learned from this last labor and delivery. That my body is frail, that worrying does my no good, that if I focus on God and His kingdom He will take care of all the physical stuff and that I am doing better than I deserve.
Louis is doing well, almost a week old already. He had jaundice just like Anne did, but it is almost gone already. He is a very easy baby and has taken Anne's "loving" in strides. Speaking of the baby, he is hungry. And this post has become a book. So goodnight all.
He is here!
Louis Steven made his appearance last Thursday, the 21st at 4:01pm. Weighing in at 7 lb 10 oz and 19 3/4 in. Birth story and more pictures to follow...
January 13, 2010
Final Countdown #2
Ugh, I am such a forgetful person lately. I was half way through writing this post, needed to do something (don't remember what it was anymore), and forgot that I was writing this. Thankfully while talking to my friend Tessa last night, I was reminded to finish this thing. Ok, so back to the original post...
Yep, down to the final week again. Little Louis is growing by the second and we are pretty much ready for him to come. Insurance papers got here yesterday (Tues). Just in time. Crib is ready, carseat is ready, baby swing and boppy are out, clothes put away, ect... Only thing I would like to be done is my RSV.
It is only a bad cold for me, but to a newborn it can can be very severe. >>And now a quick side note. I am feeling much better. Talked to the midwife on Monday and she gave me some meds to help. Which did at first, I was able to sleep 2 hours in a row the first night I took it. Which was an improvement from 45 minutes the night before. Yesterday I was feeling much better and didn't take anything last night and only woke up once to get a drink. SO much better than waking up because I thought I couldn't breathe. Nasty stuff that RSV. Even with me feeling better, I know we are probably still carrying the germs. :-P <<
Lets see, other than being sick we have been up to about nothing. Just the same old laundry, dishes, cooking, playing, working, spending time with friends, watching friends get married (and Charlie's first time to be best man), hanging out at my parents, midwife appointments, ect...
Well, a little someone I know needs a diaper change. So that is all for now. Hopefully I will get some pictures and maybe a video or two up this afternoon.
Yep, down to the final week again. Little Louis is growing by the second and we are pretty much ready for him to come. Insurance papers got here yesterday (Tues). Just in time. Crib is ready, carseat is ready, baby swing and boppy are out, clothes put away, ect... Only thing I would like to be done is my RSV.
It is only a bad cold for me, but to a newborn it can can be very severe. >>And now a quick side note. I am feeling much better. Talked to the midwife on Monday and she gave me some meds to help. Which did at first, I was able to sleep 2 hours in a row the first night I took it. Which was an improvement from 45 minutes the night before. Yesterday I was feeling much better and didn't take anything last night and only woke up once to get a drink. SO much better than waking up because I thought I couldn't breathe. Nasty stuff that RSV. Even with me feeling better, I know we are probably still carrying the germs. :-P <<
Lets see, other than being sick we have been up to about nothing. Just the same old laundry, dishes, cooking, playing, working, spending time with friends, watching friends get married (and Charlie's first time to be best man), hanging out at my parents, midwife appointments, ect...
Well, a little someone I know needs a diaper change. So that is all for now. Hopefully I will get some pictures and maybe a video or two up this afternoon.
December 30, 2009
correction
Well, more like changing of minds. Baby boy has no name yet. After much discussion and people thinking we are naming him after MLK Jr because of his due date, he does not have a name. Well, not one that we are going to tell yet. :-)
Speaking of the littlest one. Things are progressing. The little guy was breech at 32 week, was at a funny angle from 33-36 weeks and finally figured out that head down is the best choice. Which has started up some contractions. Some not so fun ones either. But I am hoping that means maybe a little bit more early than female Charlie jr who was almost a week late.
One small prayer request. Since I signed up for the insurance so late, it will be down to the wire when we get the official approval and insurance cards. We have no problem qualifying, just the typical paperwork slowness. So the prayer request would be that it would be all finished before baby comes. The lady I talked to yesterday said it could take up to 30 days. So we will see what happens. Thankfully I haven't stressed about it for a while. Matthew 6 has been a big encouragement and rebuke. Well, someone is wanting to play, so off I go to spend some of my last time with one child.
Speaking of the littlest one. Things are progressing. The little guy was breech at 32 week, was at a funny angle from 33-36 weeks and finally figured out that head down is the best choice. Which has started up some contractions. Some not so fun ones either. But I am hoping that means maybe a little bit more early than female Charlie jr who was almost a week late.
One small prayer request. Since I signed up for the insurance so late, it will be down to the wire when we get the official approval and insurance cards. We have no problem qualifying, just the typical paperwork slowness. So the prayer request would be that it would be all finished before baby comes. The lady I talked to yesterday said it could take up to 30 days. So we will see what happens. Thankfully I haven't stressed about it for a while. Matthew 6 has been a big encouragement and rebuke. Well, someone is wanting to play, so off I go to spend some of my last time with one child.
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