I bought myself a present on Friday - it's a really beautiful silver bracelet with the word BREATHE engraved on it. I love it because it fits on a part of my body that hasn't been morphed into a vehicle to deliver a child - I still have wrists. Everything else is out the window. I also like the message because sometimes I just need a little reminder of this involuntary thing that keeps me going all day long.
We went out to dinner Friday evening and I had the FH's Mom take a photo of us. In my head I thought I would one day say to Lexi that picture was taken the day before she was born...but alas she had other plans and now it will be the picture taken x number of days before she is born. I love the photo because we do look so happy and it also serves as great motivation for the great weightloss event of 2008 that is just around the corner.
She is still not motivated enough to leave the premises which I find both sweet and shocking. It's no longer a comfortable accommodating space - she no longer has the ability to do yoga or a decathlon and yet she wants to stay put - I think that's kind of sweet. I woke up in a real funk this morning and sulked around about still being pregnant until about 2:30 when I took a nap. After the nap I realized that I didn't want to ever say that I was a real bitch the day Lexi was born which got me to thinking:
What did you do the day you (or your spouse) went into labor with your first (and subsequent) child(ren)?
Sunday, July 13, 2008
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I worked all day and my water broke soon after I went to bed that night. I was ten days early *ducks flying objects* so I hadn't yet given up going to the office. I blogged about that day awhile ago if you want to read it.
http://bit.ly/UbrbT
It's amazing how once it happens you forget all the anxiety leading up to it.
With Charlotte, I had gone out for sushi the night before and had a great date with my husband. My water broke at 1 am that night.
With Sawyer, the day before we had a nice day at the pool and pizza with Mke's dad. Then I spent the day feeling crappy from my BP being so high and was subsequently induced.
Both good memories; both good outcomes.
Love the bracelet idea. I need one.
i remember everything about that day.
i had called into work because i wasn't feeling right. i had 'cramps'. it was march 29 and i wasn't due until may 14 so i didn't really think it was contractions. that evening, my best friends, sister-in-law, stepmom and mother-in-law were all going out to eat @ my favorite place to talk about my upcoming baby shower. we got there at about 6 and i was really starting to feel like i had bad 'cramps'. i excused myself to go to the bathroom while they talked about the shower. i went in the bathroom and well, when you see red and you are pregnant - i assume you FREAK out a bit. i did. came back to the table as our food was arriving. was crying. craziness ensued. i had tucker @ 11:03 that night.
there are a lot more details i remember, but seriously, this was getting long!
I was on bed arrest...I mean, bed rest, so I didn't do much of anything. I was trying to work so I could still get paid. My mom had just flown in the day before to help us while I was on bed rest. She cooked an awesome dinner. My sister came over to join us and we watched the Twins game. Andy was getting ready for an early morning trip to New York (he didn't go!). I got ready for bed and just as I laid down to watch a rerun of Sex and the City, my water broke. I told my mom and then ran to the bathroom to tell Andy cuz he was in the shower...it was a quiet ride to the hospital. 19 hours later, Ethan was born!
I'll have to tell you next month. :-)
I woke up on a Tuesday morning, made coffee and felt a gush of water. Okay, water broke. Let's head to the hospital. We arrived and I wasn't in any pain. They said they wanted to check to make sure my water had broken. I didn't understand, but whatever. Well, it wasn't my amniotic water. I guess we have "extra water" and that is what broke. That night, we were playing cards and I started having contractions. We headed to the hospital early in the am. This time I stayed and I had Reyna about 7 hours later.
I hope you go into labor soon. I know how anxious you are feeling. I swore Reyna was never going to come. But once they are here, time just flies.
My birth was so planned..induced at 38 weeks...no surprises. Woke up at 5 to get there at 7...so boring huh?
Hiya! I came here via Google Readers recommendations, and I see a familiar face out there! (Hi AndreAnna!!)
The day I had Princess I had a doctor's appt, and I told her that she had to GET THIS CHILD OUT OF ME! The doc laughed and said I was 4cm dialated and she would see me later that night.
Long story short? I went home and thought I would go into labor soon. I walked, ran, did jumping jacks, had some 'personal time' with the hubs, and took a hot bath. Nothing helped. I ended up making her let me go anyways and get induced!
Try some 'personal time' with the FH. It might help!!
I was due 1/5. The night before, I felt off. In the middle of the night, I felt like crap. That morning, I called the doctor, said I felt wretched and I hadn't felt the baby move in multiple hours--even after drinking juice and all that jazz.
I went to see my doctor, they did a sonogram, the tech got real quiet with a serious look on her face, went to talk to my doctor, she came in and said "go home, get your bags, be at the hospital at 7 tonight." As I was getting dressed, she came back in and said "I looked again at the sonogram. Your placenta is shutting down. Go to the hospital NOW." My cervix was nowhere near ready so, I was the winner of Cervadil for 24+ hours. No progress was being made and the morning of the 7th, they started Pitocin. Slept through most of my contractions in the beginning and around noon, sleep was not happening. Back labor SUCKS. Later in the day, still no progress and with each contraction, my BP went sky high and the baby's heart rate dropped real low. At 4:50, my doc called for an emergency C-secion and Morgan was born at 5:21. Can't say I loved my whole birthing experience.
And now that my comment is a blog post, I shall shut my trap.
Soon, girly--she'll be here SOOOON!!!
well, i was all excited because i was to be induced on wednesday... so the friday before, i made my last day of work. i was hoping i'd go naturally but was not expecting to AT ALL. sunday i went out to the golf course with my husband and bumped around on the golf cart for a couple hours, hoping that would help. monday was my first official day as a housewife. i remember a lot of sitting around basking in my freedom. one of my friends came over that evening and we watched grey's anatomy and ate doritos (will always remember those specifics - definitely going to try doritos next time), and as she was leaving i was feeling sort of crampy. contractions started getting, um, painful, we got to the hospital at midnight, and max was born at 9:37am.
i was thrilled to go into labor, but i'm still kinda sad about only one day of being a lady of leisure. :)
I had a doctor's appointment that morning, i was dilated about one cm and he stripped my membranes. I went for a walk around the mall (because it was February), hung out at home, started to feel crampy in the afternoon and then lost my "plug". Hubs came home and ended up taking a nap all evening while I took a bath and walked around the house breathing. My water finally broke at 11 pm and my daughter was born at 6 the next morning.
I've been thinking of you...
We actually have a photo taken 5 hours before my wife went into labour with our first (fluke... we took a photo every Tuesday night, and she went into labour that evening).
It was like any other day, except that before bed my wife was particularly chatty, so we stayed up later than usual talking (which was, you know, GREAT for us when she woke at 2am in labour).
Everything that SciFi said above, but I had to add that I ate Chinese Food for dinner the night before :) Oh and we watched The Amazing Race. Then, I truly did chat my hubby's ear off until much past our bedtime! If only I had known I was going to be up for over 30 hours after that....
When I *finally* went into labor with Zach (2 weeks LATE)I was at home, then the next day (while still in labor) I went to the mall and had icecream. The next morning, I had him.
With Lillie- my waterbroke while I was in the shower getting ready for the hospital trip so I could be induced. (She was also 2 weeks late)
Hang in there!
The day before labor, my wife was fed up with her bed rest limits and she went to get her hair done and then we had a pregnant portrait of us taken. The next day while her family was over for a BBQ she went into labor.
We went to El Chico the night before I was to be induced with my son. It felt so final...like this is the last time we'll be alone, the last time we won't be strapping a kid in a carseat, our last time out to dinner...
Turns out that life, though harder with him, was better than we could have ever imagined.
I had back labor all day the day before I was supposed to be induced b/c Jet was a week late. I didn't KNOW it was labor, though (I just thought I was constipated). I finally woke up Knight at 12:30 the next morning, and we went to the hospital. I got my epidural at 3:00 a.m., and slept on and off until 11:15 a.m. I started pushing, and Jet arrived at 11:40!
I'll admit that I WAS a bit of a b*tch that day before he came, though. I don't really think anyone minded.
When I was in labor with my first baby, I was moving into an apartment and doing A LOT of running around doing errands. I basically ignored that I was in labor and denied it to everyone that asked until my hubby talked me into going to the hospital which I fought pretty hard.
and then with my second, I was at home WAITING for hubby to get his butt home to take me to the hospital. I was def not a happy girl, he didn't believe that I was actually in labor b/c I had a lot of BHs that time around so he went out drinking... so yeah, that time was not fun. I missed out on getting my epi that time too
I have too many kids; you can read about it all here if you'd like:
http://mommy411.wordpress.com/2008/04/17/my-four-kids/
:)
I love the bracelet! This made me laugh: "After the nap I realized that I didn't want to ever say that I was a real bitch the day Lexi was born". The reason it made me laugh because I was!!! With my first, the Dr. had been monitoring my BP and the week before it was slightly elevated. I had been 2 cm dialted and 80% effaced for a month. (and she was born 5 days early) I got up the morning of my appointment, yelled at my husband to not bother with the effing hospital bag, because like the last 4 weeks, the outcome would be the same, I would be back home and in bed by 9:30 am. Wrong. I got to the Dr. he said my BP was up and that I was headed to the hospital for induction. Then he said the stupidest thing you could ever say to a woman on the way to the hospital: "I think the baby's going to be large." Gee, Thanks for the forewarning that this may suck royally! The Dr. working the hospital said I would be at least 12 hours since it was my first and he left the hospital. I missed the epidural, becasue 6 hours later I was holding my 9 lb. 1 oz. baby girl! My HUsband was so disappointed. He wanted the exciting, "It's time." call. Well he got that with #2. I woke up 11 days before my due date and my water had broken. I got up, made sure that's what it was and then went to wake him by yelling, "IT"S TIME". I've never seen the man move so fast or with such excitement. So much so that he scared the daylights out of our daughter when he woke her up. Thankfully that was quick labor. no epidural and within 4 hours of leaving the house, I was holding my 8 lb. 8 oz. son. I can't imagine how HUGE he would have been it I had gone 11 more days!!!!
I am so excited for you and will be waiting and watching! Have you tried Eggplant parmesan? Some restaurant was famous for sending woman into labor with their eggplant parm. It's all I ate the last few weeks of my pregnancy!
Sorry for the novel....I love birth stories!
i went to the dr. after having two and a half weeks of steady contractions that would NOT progress into active labor. so i was on NO sleep. i made the decision to be induced because my NMW said that i would have no energy left if we waited anymore. i'd have loved to let her come naturally, but four hours after that appt. we checked into our room :)
Sorry it's taken me so long to respond to your request for day of birth stories...slacker, I know!
The day I was to go to the hospital I was not meaning to go to the hospital, it was a week and a half before my due date...all day I had hung out on the couch and was planning to go to the doctor with hubbie for my check up and come home and have Pocklock and her EHH over for dinner because they were going to be going away and we wanted to see each other. I went to my appointment, they hooked me up to the machines to monitor Li'l Foot and after determining I had protein in my urine and high enough blood pressure, they sent me to the hospital for a more thorough work up. They also did a sonogram and were telling me they were measuring the baby at about 10 pounds and there was very little fluid left...(which by the way they were totally wrong about...she was only 8 pounds 7 ounces and I had a ton of fluid when they broke my water). Because it was a Friday, they wouldn't send me to the lab because the results wouldn't have been back until Monday. We had NOTHING with us, no hospital bag, NOTHING!!! And we hadn't sufficiently walked the dog for the night. So instead of going to the hospital which was close, we had to drive way back up north to our house to walk the dog and get my bag and then drive all the way back down to the hospital. After they did tests, they gave me the choice of starting to be induced that night or coming back on Sunday night (because they wanted to give me the weekend to go into labor by myself) to be induced...we chose to stay, only because I didn't feel like it was going to happen. I wish it hadn't happened that way, but it did. I really just wanted to wait it out and go into labor on my own. But it was not meant to be that way, so it was fine...I got a healthy baby out of the deal that's all that mattered.
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