Oliver’s Birth

Well, for the first time I am sitting at my house, on my due date, with baby sleeping in his crib. Ha. That is right, I had my boy the day BEFORE his E.D.D. πŸ™‚

Friday I spent my day, running back and fourth between my midwives office, and walking around town trying to get this baby ready for birth. Finally around 7pm we were given the go ahead to come to the hospital since contractions were 5 minutest apart and we knew I was at least 5cm dilated. We got checked in, 6cm, and headed to our room in labor and delivery. The nurses and my midwife kept complimenting me on how well I was handling my, sometimes 3 1/2 minute, contractions. We walked. I used a birthing ball. I got in the beautiful, giant tub. I sat on the toilet. It was time. I knew it. I got in the bed on hands and knees. Holy cow, it was getting painful. For a second I thought why I was crazy and chose not to get a epidural this time like I did with my girls, but I took a deep breath. I told myself that I could do this. I wanted this birth. I wanted to show myself my body was MADE to do this. Natural. No drugs. I asked my midwife to break my water since we could feel it right there and it just didn’t want to break open. She got her tools ready, went to check how far I was dialted and as soon as her finger touched my amunatic sac, it busted open. No tools needed. The gush of liquid felt wonderful. It took some pressure off. You know, for a whole 2 seconds. It was time to push. I felt him right there. I was in a weird, on my side, position but I needed to push. No time to get on a birthing stool like I had planned, but right there in the bed on my side. I pushed for what seemed like forever, but really was maybe only 10 minutes. My beautiful boy was here. Perfect in every way. I did it. I birthed a baby. No pitocin to induce. No drugs or epidural to deal with pain. My body no only carried this perfect human, it delivered him by itself. I was exhausted. I was in pain. I was proud. Daddy caught him, and brought him straight to my chest. I kissed and loved on him while daddy waited for the umbilical to stop pulsing so he could cut it. It was cut, I brought little Oliver Xavier to my chest and instantly he latched on like a pro. I was so in love. But in that moment I knew something wasn’t right. I just didn’t feel good. I wanted that 2 hours of bonding, nursing, loving, but I didn’t feel comfortable holding him. I felt too weak. I saw my midwife jump into action after birthing my placenta. Pushing hard on my belly trying to get my uterus to harden up. She’d stop, then as she would get up I’d feel a huge gush of blood and clots. She’d check, change the pad, and starting pushing. I started to get nauseous. Then the room start to spin, my hearing was fading. A doctor was called in. More nurses. More pushing. The doctor and midwife took turns trying to scrape out my uterus with their fingers, trying to get out some placenta they felt in there. Oxygen mask went on. Pitocin and fluids were running through the IV in my arm. My husband watched in fear while trying to comfort our new, perfect son. I looked around the room watching what was happening, but so out of it. Knowing this wasn’t right. Scared to shut my eyes. I felt like I was out of my body, watching as I screamed at the top of my lungs as they kept pushing and digging for that little bit on placenta that was causing so much blood loss. They put some drugs in the IV. Pain was starting to lose its edge. I was still felt so out of it, but I could communicate a little better. 5th time is a charge. More clots and a tiny pit of placenta. Bleeding has finally slowed down.Β  After loosing at least 40% of my blood. Slowly color returned to my face. The drugs helped me fall asleep. I woke up 2 hours later feeling much better. Weak. but better. The IV drugs had worn off, but the pitocin was still pumping. I got some Motrin to help with the cramping. Hubby woke up, still looking worried. But once he saw I didn’t need the oxygen and had color to my face and lips he was put at ease. I sent him home to get some sleep, seeing as I wasn’t leaving the labor and delivery room anytime soon, and because I got a room with a tub, there was no bed for him to sleep on.Β  I sat there for a while just looking around. Baby was born at 12:19am. It was now 4:00am. It seemed like days had passed, but really all that in just 4 hours. It was scary. Not expected. But we made it. Oliver woke up and was brought to me. Finally I get my bonding time with him. He cuddled and nursed and I just help on tight loving on this perfect child. Thanking God for this perfect child and for allowing me to be there to love on him.

After that things went pretty smooth. Pediatrician came to check our little Ollie out. He confirmed, he was perfect in every way. My bleeding was light, and colored was good. Finally at 9am blood work came back saying that my iron was low, but at an ok level. No blood transfusion was needed or iron supplement. Due to the postpartum rooms being all used, we had to wait until Noon to finally move to a more spacious room. The girls came to meet their brother, as did grandmas. Around 4pm hubby left so he could spend some daddy time with the girls. I tried to get some rest in between feedings. Oliver just wanted to cuddle. I was thrilled with the fact the nurses didn’t seem concerned that I would have Oliver sleep with me, instead of his bassinet. (With Rhem, a nurse yelled at me that I was not allowed to hold Rhem when I slept, but I could not get Ollie to sleep in his bassinet, every time I laid him down he would scream because he was so gassy.) Around 7pm PJ came back to the hospital with the girls so they could love on their brother a little more and give mom some hugs and laughs. A little before 9pm they left, leaving mommy and baby to try and get some rest. In the morning they checked my blood again. My iron level dropped to 6. I was worried they wouldn’t let me leave today like I had wanted, but since my bleeding was very little and I wasn’t light headed and was able to move around just fine, they gave me 110ml of iron supplement and a prescription of iron pills to take this week to help me get closer to normal. Hubby arrived back to the hospital. Helped me pack up our things, we got some newborn pictures taken, and we were free to leave. It was an exhausting, frighting, 36 hours but we were heading home feeling pretty good with a beautiful, healthy baby. Thanking God for His goodness.

Rhemidy Loves having her brother and mom home. Hadiley seems a little mad at me, but slowly warming back up. Thank you every one for your kind words and prayers over me and baby Ollie.

Now for the good part, pictures. πŸ˜‰

Oliver Xavier. 9lbs. 1oz. 20 inches.
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-brittney

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Wait, only 9 more days?

until my due date that is. Crazy. I am so excited to welcome our first boy with in the next couple weeks. I cannot believe today is already August 1st! Where has time gone? Really! How do I now have a 3 year old child AND an 18 month old child AND soon to be newborn? I feel like just a year or two ago I was still in highschool dating PJ, but here we are, 7 years has passed. 4 years of marriage. and soon, very very soon, three kids. We have definitely been blessed.

Rhemidy is growing more and more excited, constantly asking WHEN her brother will be here so she can hold him. I already know, seeing how she treats her little sister, she will be an AWESOME big sister to baby boy as well. Hadiley, on the other hand, will be up for a rude awakening. She does seem to love babies, and likes to help me whenever I am watching a baby, but she still NEEDS to have me lay with her to sleep and will not go to anyone else. (The other night PJ tried to get her to sleep and she screamed to the point of making herself throw up, a thing Rhem use to do, and it took me until MIDNIGHT to calm her down and get her to sleep. Bah. I created a monster! πŸ˜‰ ) I know after a couple months Hadiley will adjust and be an awesome big sister just like Rhem. (although she really needs to start learning this whole gentle and sharing thing…)

(For those NOT fasinated by pregnancy/birth related things and what it does to your body, the rest of this may be TMI lol)
Anyways, I had my midwife appointment yesterday, I am only 1cm dilated, 50% effaced. My cervix is already extremely soft and stretchy so that is good, and he is head down but seems to have moved up higher. Stinker. With my cervix being soft, they said once he decides to drop things should start up right away. I really am prepared and totally fine with going past the EDD (seeing as it is what it says, and ESTIMATED due date) and I want this baby to come when he is ready, and I will not force him with an induction, but boy, I am SO ready to meet and love on him! I am hoping I get to see him sooner than later, but with only 9 days until my due date I know it won’t be much longer.

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38 weeks. 5 days.
We are excited to meet you baby boy! Seen you soon! πŸ™‚

-brittney

37 weeks!

FULL TERM. WOOT!

Sunday marked 37 weeks. Ahh baby will be here SO soon. We are (almost) ready for his arrival. When we bought our house, the previous owners had opened up a wall of the first bedroom on the main floor so that it was open to the living room, and making it a play room for the kids (The lady bought the house to use as a daycare) and the second bedroom had an awkward closet and a door that was old and missing a door knob. So our bedroom/ the girls bedroom was in the upstairs, which was a finished attic that has horrible air/heat. So in prepartion for this baby, and to help us when we go to sell this house, my husband has been getting the 1st bedroom back into a bedroom (putting a wall back up, and getting a door, as well as lots of other work) and redoing the closet and replacing the door in the second bedroom (as well as painting and fixing the ceiling that was damaged from some water).

ANYWAYS. So far the 1st bedroom (which will be the Hubby and I’s bedroom as well as the nursery) has the crown molding up, walls painted, door fitted, and wood floors sanded and polyed. Today after work he plans to trim the door, take the door itself back down so he can sand and paint it (we got an awesome vintage door), and put up the baseboard. If he gets all the done today, all that will be left is covering the nail holes on the trim/ baseboard/ crown molding. THEN WE CAN MOVE EVERYTHING IN! I cannot wait to decorate our bedroom and nursery. I have almost everything, we just need some curtain rods, and a different mattress for the crib, and some sheets. The 2nd bedroom still as a bit of work. (This will be the girls room) My husband re drywalled the ceiling and the closet, as well as opening the closet up so it is easier to access. We are waiting for a coworker of my husbands to come and mudd the ceiling and closet, then we can paint! After painting we have a ceiling fan to instal and we can move the girls beds and decor in! Hoping by (not this but) next weekend to have both rooms completely done!

Boy’s bag is completely packed. Carseat is ready to go. My bag is pretty much completely packed. (All that is missing is extra comfy clothes that I will throw in before we leave to the hospital, as well as my makeup) I still need to pack a little bag for the girls with books and their “gifts from brother” so they have something to do at the hospital when they visit.

Ahh. I am just so excited to finally meet this little guy! I cannot wait to smell him, and cuddle him, and see WHO HE LOOKS LIKE. My prediction (okay, really my hope) is for dark, dark hair and green eyes! (Really, because we already have a blondie and a brunette, and one with blue eyes and one with brown eyes. lol) I am thinking he will probably wait to bless us with his presence until after his due date, simply for the fact his sisters were stubborn so I figure he will be too, but I do have an appointment on Thursday so we will see what they think. πŸ™‚ I feel he is still pretty high up, but 3 weeks ago they sad his head was already pretty low down, so I have no idea. πŸ™‚

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-brittney

36 weeks

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This past weekend marked 36 weeks. Only 4 more weeks until my EDD. πŸ˜€

My friend (and our kids Godmom) threw me a little babyshower for our newest little arrow. I got some adorable clothes for the baby boy, along with some baby basics. I also ordered our mini crib which should be here in a few days! I am so excited, and so thankful for everyone who has been helping us get ready to welcome baby boy. Yesterday the hubby and I put the final coat of paint in our new room/nursery. Today he plans to get the trim up. We are hoping by this weekend everything will be done and ready to move all our stuff in. And Hopefully next week the girls room will be done to move all their things in.

At 36 weeks, we have boy’s bag packed, my bag partially packed, and most of the things we need ordered. I have been having TONS of braxton hicks, LOTS of presure, and I have gotten to the point that it sucks to pick things up off the floor! haha. I have an appointment this Thursday, and then I will have one every week until he decides to bless the world with his arrival. πŸ™‚

-brittney

35 weeks.

I am still here! Just been busy as ever. The count down has really begun. This past weekend marked 35 weeks for baby and me. 5 more weeks to go before we become a family of FIVE! Crazy. So here is my 35 week (and 3 days) update. πŸ™‚

note:I have been wanting to do a pregnancy update, so last night, sans makeup and a shower, I decided to take some pictures. Ha.

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35 weeks. Baby is the size of a Coconut (that seems small, but whatever you say thebump.com) measuring in around 17.2-18.7 inches and weighing around 4.2-5.8 pounds. During the day he isn’t all that active, obviously doing his 10 movements in an hour, however, it isn’t until I lay down to go to sleep that he suddenly has a dance party. ALL. NIGHT. LONG. But hey, I can’t sleep anyways, so might as well get some bonding time in with this little guy. πŸ˜‰

I have his bag packed, and this week I plan to start getting my bag packed as well as his car seat ready. The last couple days I have started to get really excited. I have been excited about a 3rd and our first boy since the moment I found out I was pregnant, but I am now getting to the, “OMGOODNESS. I AM HAVING A BOY. I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE HIM/SMELL HIM/LOVE ON HIM!!!!” phase. Luckily that chance will be here in a month!!! πŸ™‚

Rhem is also gettingΒ  excited. Telling everyone how her baby brother will be here soon and she gets to hold him and change his diapers πŸ™‚ Hadiley just wants to play the drums on my belly. Daddy is excited but also is stressing if he will get done painting and putting trim/base up in our bedrooms so we can move all our stuff into them before baby gets here. (which would be WONDERFUL if we were able to, but it won’t be the end of the world if it’s not finished until after the baby gets here.)

Oh sweet baby boy. You could not have a mommy or daddy or siblings more excited for your arrival than you already do. We cannot wait to see that sweet face of yours and see who you get your looks from. We already have so much love for you. See you in a few, short weeks. πŸ™‚

-Brittney

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1. Rhem. My girly girl who insists on wearing a dress every. single. day. yet informs me she wants to be spiderman for Halloween and wants a little monster (what ever that means) birthday party next year. This girl is filled with surprises πŸ™‚
2. Hadiley has decided that she needs to sit ON the table for ALL of her meals -_-
3. Baby #3. Boy.Β  33 weeks. 4 days. Kicking champ. My belly is continuing to grow, how that is possible, I have no idea πŸ™‚ only 7 more weeks. I am so excited to love on this child.

-brittney

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1. Rhem loves being a big sister. This Sunday we attended a new church, and for the first time Rhem and Hadiley had to be put in different nursery. I was a bit worried how both would do, but after the morning at church, followed by the picnic/lunch with the congregation, Rhem got in the car and said, “Daddy, I made new friends today!” πŸ™‚ Does a mama’s heart good to see her girl being social and making new friends. Especially since in less than 2 months I will be done with daycare, at least for a while, so she no longer will be seeing her friends everyday that she has know her whole life thus far.

2. Hadiley seems like she might be more tom boy than Rhem. She loves to play Barbies, but her favorite is Ken. She loves to play dress up, but skips the dresses and goes straight for the batman cape. Whenever at a store the ONLY toy she wants is some kind of ball. I love the differences in their personalities, yet they are still best of friends. I pray they always are.

3. Baby #3. Boy. 32 weeks, 4 days. I feel HUGE. His favorite time to move is early in the morning and in the middle of the night. He seems to be growing great and healthy as can be. Cannot wait to meet you in less than 2 months!

**these pictures were taken on Thursday for my weekly update, buuuut I never found the time. So here it is, late. lol***”

-brittney

Long weeks, short weekends.

This week and last week have been SO LONG. I have been working everyday from 7am-6pm and my poor hubs has been going to work at 6:30am, getting off at 3pm, getting a hour to find something to eat, then going to night class until 9pm. Then last weekend the hubby had Drill (army stuff) all day Saturday and from 7am-1pm on Father’s day. Friday things will finally go back to normal for a couple weeks, before he starts another night class, but thankfully that one is only 2 nights and then he’ll be done. He is suppose to leave for Annual Training (more Army stuff) at the end of July for 3 weeks, 5 hours away. Oh did I mention that that my due date falls in the middle of those 3 weeks! He is trying to get out of it, since he just got back from a 2 week training last month. Otherwise, He’ll have to go and once I am in labor I can call and they will give him a call to head back home. I am worried he won’t make it in time, seeing as my last labor was only 4 hours long and he will be 5 hours away. And I kinda need him this time lol He was awesome and active in the other 2 births (he caught both babies) but this is the first birth I plan to do all natural with no drugs, so I really want him there to help me through the contractions and what have you. I am trying not to stress about it, and trusting God that everything will work out perfectly, but as the birth gets closer (I am 32 weeks an 3 days already!) I start to really think about it, and how he might miss the birth of our first boy.

Anways, with the buisiness of our lives lately I have not had time to update the blog, or get many pictures. I keep writing on my dry erase board how many weeks I am and the size of the baby so I can do my week to week pregnancy pictures, but never get around to actually taking the picture. But I Promise, tomorrow I WILL do my picture a week of the kids, and Sunday I WILL do a pregnancy update picture. (and if I don’t… well, sorry! lol)

This past weekend, since dad was working, the girls and I decided to go out and have some fun. We tried a new donut place across the river, which the girls LOVED. And we spent the day at Nana’s house with the cousins playing in the sprinkler, in a homemade outdoor tent, playing with chalk, and digging for worms. πŸ™‚ On Sunday (which I didn’t get any pictures. sad.) we spent the morning waiting for Daddy to get off work so we could celebrate Father’s day. We thought the latest would be noon but held out hope he would get done sooner, but FINALLY at 1 he got released. We headed out for lunch, followed by ooing and awwing over the cats, dogs, bunnies, lizard, and guinea pigs at the humane society. We then decided to look at houses. We’re wild. lol I am hoping for a fun weekend coming up, filled with a morning at the spray park, with shopping and lunch at the farmers market, then home for nap and playing outside while mom and dad work on the house some more, and ending the night with a late night movie at the park. Sunday, I think we will try a new church. We LOVE our pastor at our current church, and it is my childhood church that has been a second home to me since I was in junior high, but I think it is time we find a new church that has more young married couples with young kids for us to fellowship with.

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-brittney

(Also, if you look over on my side bar —–> under my instagram I have a link to top mommy blogs, I just joined them with lots of other mom’s who blog. When ever you click on the link from my site, it puts me higher on their list of mom blogs, so feel free to click to head over to their site, and while you are there look around at all the categories to find other mom blogs that you may enjoy to read about! Thanks!)

MIA

Well, as you can tell, I haven’t been updating much lately. Everyday I wake up with the plan to make time to get some pictures, or try a new recipe, or sew something up, and update the blog. But due to lack of sleep this last week, a hubby working from 7am-3:30pm, then attending night school from 4:30pm-9:15pm, and me staying home with our two girls, my 3 nieces, and one daycare child, on top of being 30+ weeks pregnant, equals one EXHAUSTED mama. Last night I actually did take some 31 weeks pregnant, only to upload them and see I had set the focus wrong and they all were pretty darn blurry. I thought about retaking them, but instead I quickly gave my girls bath, got them ready for bed, cleaned the house, made the Hubby’s lunch, and went to bed. Ha.

The rest of this week will probably continue on being busy busy busy, but hoping this weekend I can finally do some update blogging. (Although with PJ having Drill during the day on Saturday and part of Sunday, an with Father’s Day being Sunday, we will see if I have time.) And next M-F will pretty much be the same as this week.

But seeing as the girls are currently occupied, I have a few minutes to spare.

Rhem surprises me everyday. This girl loves to learn, loves to explore, and is such a nurturer. While her sister is starting the “testing limits and hitting” stage, Rhem is very patient with her and has yet to strike back. I am really wanting to get her in some classes soon, like dance or gymnastics. And hopefully she will be getting swimming lessons soon as well. Often times I find myself just watching her, wondering HOW I already have a child who is 3 (going on 13) and how blessed I am with such a sweet, silly three year old!

Hadiley. Oh my wild child. She hates strollers (unless they are in our house, then she must be pushed all around our small house…) as well as carriers, she wants to walk…err. run. Which would be fine, if she would listen and follow us, or you know, hold my hand. I am just realizing that she is starting to growing taller, so I am constantly putting clothes away that I literally just got out of storage. She has mastered the art of kissing without drooling ALL OVER your face, and although she doesn’t always want to give mom or dad a kiss, when she does, she HAS to give you 15 in a row. Her vocabulary is growing each day, which I love, but sad to see my baby girl growing up SO fast. (and I mean FAST! seeing as she walked 3 whole months before Rhem learned to walk.) She is now saying:
More, All done, Mom, Dada, Up, Please, Thank You, I love you, Bye/Hi, No, Yes.

Where have my babies gone? Well, all is good, because baby boy will be here in 9 weeks!! I am very excited for August to get here, so I will have my newborn little boy, an 18 month toddler girl, and my 3 and half year old teenager. πŸ˜‰ I had an appointment last Friday, I was measure right on tract, no swelling, good blood pressure, and great numbers on my glucose test. And heart beat was strong. My next Appointment is Next Friday, when I will be 32 weeks 5 days, then I will have another at 34w. 5d. Then 36w.5d. Then 37w. 5d. then 38w.5d. then 39w.5d. and then HOPEFULLY baby will be here! 6 more appointments (maybe 7) Ahh. So close.

I love knowing he will be here so soon, but at the same time I look around the house and thing, Oh no, we have only 9 weeks to finish all these rooms. (Kitchen needs finished primed and painted. Living room needs trim and baseboard put up, hallway needs second coat of primer plus paint and baseboard, “green” room needs to finish being mudded, then primed, then painted, then base board, then a door put on, oh and we need to add lights to the room, THEN we can finally bring our bed and dresser down and set up for baby, then the “blue” room needs the ceiling replaced because of some mold, then painted, then we can turn it back into the girls room. Oh and the bathroom still needs baseboard. Writing this list makes me want to cry. haha.) After baby gets here, we then can move to focusing on repainting the upstairs and getting new baseboard and trim up there, and focus on the outside, which will includ painting some of the house, LOTS of weeding, and tearing somethings out. so. much. work. blah.

Okay. now I must clean up all the crumbs my sweet Hadiley just poured all over the couch and new rug, and clean up the water that Rhem spilled during her “tea” party, and finish cleaning up dinner.