The last month has been a whirlwind that’s for sure! on the 11th of August our little baby girl arrived. The week prior to her arrival I had a few appointments with high blood pressure so it was being monitored but was testing negative for pre eclampsia but on the night of the 10th of august I received a call saying my latest came back positive and I was being induced at 7am the next day.
Its been a amazing, crazy, busy, tiring, exhausting, happy, special month that’s for sure. my little girl was finally in my arms and now we have what seems like our perfect little family.
This is our last baby so its bittersweat everything that’s for sure.
Below is my birth story:
After a week of high blood pressure i found out Thursday 10th 8pm that protein was in my pee so it was induction 7am on Friday since I was now considered to have preeclampsia not just high blood pressure. Arrived at the hospital but they had 4 inductions about to start so things started a little late. I was hooked up to machines for initial monitoring and at 8am my ob broke my waters. While my waters were being broken my dr could feel bub poking her fingers around like she was trying to touch drs fingers hahaha. After this i stayed hooked up to monitoring and it was picking up tightenings already so I was pretty excited that things might happen fast.
It took about 90 minutes after my waters broke for contractions to properly start. At the 2 hour mark my dr came in and decided no drip was needed as things had started. Shortly after I was hooked up to the monitoring while on the fitball and I could feel and notice on the machine my contractions were fizzling. They gave me another half hour and if things had started it was time for the drip. Not even 10 minutes later things ramped up drastically, it must of been around 11am at this stage. Soon enough contractions were very intense, a lot more intense then I experienced last time. After awhile they wanted to examine me, I was only 5cm!! The afternoon before I was already 3cm so to hear I was only at 5cm I was devastated. I thought I would be labouring like that for hours longer. I couldn’t keep going on for that long and have a long pushing phase like last time so I caved, I asked for a epidural. The midwife kept telling me things could change rather quickly and I could be at 10cm really quick but all I could feel was the pain the very constant pain. Luckily the dr was next door giving another patient a epi. The midwife kept reminding me I would need a catheter, have to sit on the edge of the bed to get it etc. she kept getting things ready, hooked me up to iv fluids etc even though she knew I didn’t need a epi and I could do it myself. Last time I managed without even gas!
Next thing I knew I had the full on urge to push. They call my ob who was only a few hundred metres away in her office downstairs. Next I know i’m just going with the flow and pushing as my body wants me to push. 3 pushes later and she was out! (I must say I actually felt like every push was achieving something unlike with my son where it was 90 minutes of useless pushing.) Next thing shes out but my her cord was really short so she couldn’t go further then my belly button. She was purple when she came out and took a bit of rubbing to get her to take a breath but next thing she started crying. Hubby was very nervous up till this point. 2 mintues later my ob walks in! I never did get the epidural luckily, I should of trusted my body better and not doubted that I couldn’t do it naturally.
Our little baby girl was born at 1250pm and weighed a small 2.860kg. She was born at 37+4 which was 3 days further then my son.
I only had a borderline 1st / 2nd degree tear this time too which I was soo happy with compared to needing a episiotomy last time which caused all the issues.
I can’t believe i haven’t done a post in ages, time has literally got away from me. Everytime I say i’m going to something distracts me.
So today i’m 36 weeks! My son was born at 37+1 so pretty much i’m on watch alert to see if anything might be signs of things happening soon eek.
I’ve been pretty lucky and I seem to breeze through this part of pregnancy without too many dramas. I’ve had a few back issues, few bouts of reflux, moments of tiredness etc gas has been my worst thing hahaha but its all been pretty good.
Now i’m hitting the bittersweet moments when all I want is to be holding my baby in my arms and finally meeting her but at the same time I want to savour the last few weeks of being pregnant as this is our last baby. its a happy sad moment that’s for sure.
I have most things ready for bub, her room is ready, my bag is packed and in car so its almost just a waiting game till d day! exciting and very nerve wrecking, I really just hope I don’t need stitches or anything this time!
Things have seemed hectic the last few weeks, I don’t think I even updated post scan!!
Yesterday my little boy turned 3! it does seem ages ago now that I was holding him in my arms and now hes a crazy active 3 year old who runs around. He had the best weekend, a birthday party and a day out.
So it must be 4 weeks since my scan wowser, every time I’ve gone to sit down to write a post I’ve got distracted. All went well her measurements were all over the place big head, small arms and legs etc. I can’t imagine shes going to be a big baby. All that was picked up at the scan was a cyst in brain which is a soft marker but as nothing else was picked up we have been told they will probably just disappear before shes born.
Everything has been going well, I haven’t felt too bad, I had heaps of energy and was getting stuff done… we have even started to set up babies room but now post birthday weekend I’ve crashed and back to feeling flat.
I keep trying to plan ahead and have everything ready early this time considering our boy was born at 37 weeks she might arrive early too! My guess is she will arrive 11 days early and arrive on August 17 but we will see 🙂
Now its really sunk in that we are having a baby after the whole journey to get here its seemed like it would never happen but here I am 24 weeks pregnant. Hopefully everything continues to go well and I get through my work the next couple of months and have a little bit of rest time before she arrives (as much rest time as I can with a 3 year old!!)
Yesterday I had my ob appointment and scan. I had been feeling at ease the last few days about it all which was weird. yesterday morning the nerves started though!
Went into obs room a few bits of chit chat, said I was a little nervous when I didn’t feel sick etc so she decided to just do the scan to check all is good! I was watching very very closely I just wanted to see the flicker and there it was I could see it!! hubby didn’t see it straight away though but we were telling him it was there .. phew relief! then it was time to measure. measurements were spot on!! yay a couple were a day or so short but it was in my acceptable difference. the relief I felt, the happiness I felt it was amazing.
I was on cloud 9 all day, now it feels real, it feels like its going to happen!! 8+2 with a heart beat, surely its going to be a sticky one this time!!
12 week scan will be in another 4 weeks or so and then I can relax even more. I can’t believe its finally happening!!
So two nights ago I was having some really awkward cramps right near my hip, they felt different to gas pains. I was having a little freak out yesterday so I decided to go to the gp. She was obviously concerned at the small chance of ectopic so she sent me for a scan. Hubby came with me.
First was the abdominal scan which showed the heart beat and showed bub in the right place measuring at 6+1. Yesterday I should of been 6+6. Then it was time for the internal scan yay. It was the most painful internal scan I’ve had she was really pushing and making me sit up on my hands ouch. scan didn’t show much better best she measured was 6+2. I’m a bit devastated at that its almost taken away from seeing the heart beat.
I know the day I ovulated because I was charting. I was expecting to be maybe a couple days behind but not 4 or 5! With my first missed miscarriage my first scan I was measuring 6 days behind. The last couple of days has seen me start to loose my pregnancy symptoms. Friday / Saturday I had full on morning sickness (not spewing luckily) but now its pretty much non existent. bloating has decreased, gas is decreasing, nipples are still sensitive though.
My first ob appointment is next Thursday that’s 9 days away. i’m preparing myself that’s its going to happen again that there will no longer be a heart beat that something will once again be wrong with bub. I know its really bad thinking this way but why are my symptoms going again ahhhh. please please little bub prove me wrong next Thursday!!
Today i’m 5+2 .. time is going fast but also soo slow!! I got my hcg back last week and at 3+6 it was 157 which was a great number for that early.
I’ve been soo anxious certain its not going to work out, which I guess with two previous losses is totally normal. I’m finding it hard to think that this could all work out that in 3 weeks time we will see a bub measuring what it should with a good heart beat. I’m counting down and looking forward but I guess i’m just scared, scared of it failing and having to go through another loss.
So far this week I’ve had more symptoms start .. I’ve had bloating definitely starting (although not crazy much today). I have a gross metallic taste in my mouth, a bit of nausea when I haven’t eaten for awhile, I think my boobs are a bit bigger at certain times of the day but they are sore and sensitive. I’ve been starting to get that figetty tummy, that feeling when your sitting still and your belly just feels weird like something is in side it! besides that i’m waiting and hoping for nausea to kick in soon. They say its usually around 6 weeks so lets see what they next few days bring! It sounds really silly but I can’t wait to throw up! With my son it was only a few times that I ever did throw up. with my last two I never got to that point. Also waiting for my skin to start going crazy, a few pimples have appeared in the last day or so but nothing crazy.
I wish there was a way of knowing all was going to be okay this time around, but instead its just a waiting game!
I’ve been meaning to update on everything that’s happened and in the last week the story has got bigger.
Last Tuesday I had an appointment with my obgyn. She decided that we would have a few test run and I would get a Saline Sonohysterogram. I got this booked in for the Wednesday after the Christmas break but due to all the public holidays if my period was a day late I would have to reschedule as I would be out of the allowable window. I got my 21day bloods back that afternoon and all was good.
On sunday I was having a Christmas lunch with family so I knew I would test early to make sure before I had Chrissy food etc. I woke up Friday morning 10dpo and decided to test… I was in shock it was positive! no way did I believe it so I tested a few hours later, positive again!! I tested the next few mornings to be sure and sure enough it was getting darker!! My period was due yesterday and nothing, not a spot of bleeding. I went to drs yesterday to get my initial bloods done and hcg etc. I forgot to ask to have the results waiting for me to ring etc oh well I guess I don’t really need to know a number!
My obgyn appointment is scheduled for the 19th January .. that’s 4 1/2 weeks away ahhh its going to be a long wait. Lets hope the next 4 1/2 weeks are incident free! I still can’t believe i’m pregnant!! Tomorrow is 2 years since the surgery that caused my toxic shock. I got my little Christmas miracle!! now stick little bub!! Bring on 2017!
Had a busy Wednesday morning with a couple of tradies at our place fixing stuff. Was feeling a little uncomfortable and sore but hey I was 37 weeks pregnant and is missed out on my sleep in! Was telling hubby he joked are you sure your not in labour I said nah I’m sure I would be in actual regular pain!
So 330 hit and I was off to my regular ob appointment, I drove and picked hubby up from bus station in the way. We got to the hospital and at 4 found out ob had to go upstairs for a delivery. 450 she was back down again but another lady was ahead of me. While waiting I had been sitting reading magazines so hadn’t noticed any pains starting. At 5 it was my turn to go in. I walked half way to her room before I froze, I was pretty sure my waters had just broken but it crosses your mind that you just peed yourself. Ob walked back out and asked what was wrong, I was the first person to have their waters break in the offices! She was saying she would send me upstairs but nothing would probably happen to the morning so after getting checked out I should be able to go home and come back in the morning. My jeans were soaked and everytime I would laugh more would come out.
I was taken upstairs in a wheel chair, bit embarrassing walking around the hospital looking like I wet myself. I was at this stage laughing by it all. I was taken to a delivery room to be put on ctg machine. They first ask why I was in a wheel chair lol. I was hooked up to machine and she left me as I needed to be on there for awhile. Hubby was in 2 hour parking zone so I told him to go move the car. We were trying to figure out how I could go home when my jeans weren’t wearable.
Ob walks in and says she better do a exam to see how far I am, she is in complete shock, 6cm already! Apparently you shouldn’t be laughing or smiling by the time your there. After awhile I stayed getting pretty uncomfortable so they took the ctg machine off me and I went to the bathroom, everything got much stronger while I was in there but I wanted had and had to move, I managed to get back in the room but bad a strong urge to push, so back on the bed I was, checked again and I was 10cm all within the two hours since my waters broke. I started to push but turns out he was facing the wrong way so I was actually turning him with every push, I asked for gas but was told I wouldn’t be able to focus on pushing if I used it, I just needed something to take the edge off the pain. In the mean time hubby was on and off the phone between contractions as we didn’t have any bags with us and needed my parents to go pick and drop them off! We needed the camera lol.
Ob wasn’t giving me much more time or else she was going to have to intervene to help get him out as I was nearing the pushing for 1 1/2 hour mark. As he was getting close it was decided if needed a episiotomy (he wasn’t even that big of a baby! ) with this be was out pretty fast. So after 3 1/2 hours we meet our man.
Think I went into shock as I was shivering like nothing. I found getting the stitches made me jump more then the pain of labour lol. Was a whirl wind labour and didn’t have time to stop and think. He was 3 weeks early so a complete suprise!
Next baby I think I’ll be going straight to the hospital if my waters break. Glad it happened there not at home or else I would of been travelling to hospital while in complete pain as I wouldn’t of expected it to happen so fast.
Last Sunday the 15th September it all began .. finally a positive pregnancy test after several negatives. It was only the second month we had been trying to conceive but they were longer then normal months so it seemed to be forever.
The days since then has been filled with alot of googling of different things, questions we’ve had, what happens next, when would i be due etc
During the week a few things began that have let me know that something is happening down there. First it was a bit of a feeling of upset tummy, then there was the dull cramps and now its obvious with me needing to pee more. The last few night i’ve woken up in the middle of the night to use the toilet, no more going to sleep and waking up when my alarm goes off in the morning.
and now the pregnancy journey has begun .. the journey to grow my bump ..