Friday, May 31, 2013

Baby Zane

Hello!
Guess what! I had a baby! Hooray!
Here is our story:
We've been getting ready to move for a few weeks now, which has kind of been extremely hectic because Curtis has lasik eye surgery in the middle of May and though that has been awesome, it kind of got in the way of things just a little. Friday was our big move day. We moved into my parents basement for the summer because our apartment was very impractical for a child (thin walls, scary stairs) and we haven't seen anything we're in love with yet and this way I have someone to help me with the baby.. etc.. There are lots of good reasons for our move and we have really enjoyed being at my parent's. Anyway... Big thank you Carl, Gary, Dan, Clayton, my dad, my mom, my mother-in-law, Kevin, and Colton. You guys rock.
Saturday we worked hard to get things set up in our new little place and I felt kinda funny all day. I wasn't having contractions yet, but it was hard to walk and to do stuff. I went with my mom to the plant nursery in the evening and that trip kind of did me in (Side note: I got sunflower seeds!). We came home and I relaxed the rest of the evening and at exactly 8:00 pm I had a contraction, then at around 8:10 I had another... And it just kept getting worse from there. I didn't think I was going into labor yet, I hadn't ever had 2+ contractions remotely close before. They didn't really hurt too bad until around 2 am.
At 4:30 am on Sunday I began crying they hurt so bad and they were about 5 minutes apart so we went to the hospital. We hung out for an hour and watched Friends and Curtis did the breathing thing with me for every contraction. Our nurse came back in and checked me and told us we'd be having the baby that day, but it was probably going to be in the evening. We had the option to go home and wait out some time there and we thought that would be best so we went home and tried to sleep a little, which didn't really work. Curtis helped me get ready for the day as much as I could and at 9:30 I couldn't take it anymore and we went back to the hospital. They checked me and admitted me.
I was in so much pain at this point that I couldn't even talk. I couldn't focus on anything except watching the clock, knowing it was going to hurt really again in so many minutes. Curtis was wonderful and tried to give me things to focus on and he breathed with me and held me and comforted me.
They got me an IV and after awhile I got my epidural (I was competing with an emergency surgery for the anesthesiologist). Immediately all that terrible contraction pain went away and I felt much better. I felt like I could keep going and I wasn't nearly as scared anymore.
We hung out for what felt like forever and my doctor came in and checked on my a couple of times. The epidural made my blood pressure drop significantly and so they gave me adrenaline and I had to wear an oxygen mask for a few hours. That was kind of annoying and at around 3 pm I was getting kind of restless and my IV hurt so the next couple hours were kind of hard. Then it came time to push which only took about half an hour (split up, they made me stop half way through and lay on my side for half an hour). My doctor came in and within 5-10 minutes of him showing up my little baby came into the world. He was so sweet and tiny. 6 lbs 6 oz 19 inches long. Lots of red hair and the cutest little face. He is perfect and I love him so much.
Curtis has gone above and beyond with Zane. He has no problem changing diapers or dealing with the fussy times.  Zane loves Curtis and stops crying pretty much the minute he is in his arms. It is so sweet. I love my new little boy and I can't believe how blessed I am that he is mine. It's hard sometimes getting used to being a parent but I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love my sweet little family and I am so excited for our adventures to come.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

This is more of a rant than a post, and it's not very important anyway

Hello all :)
Today I am at 35 1/2 weeks and today I had my last cardiology appointment before the baby comes. Everything looks great! I'll get to more of the appointment in a bit..
I have an acknowledgement/complaint. I know people are trying to be helpful and nice, but I am sick of everyone telling me how to be pregnant/everything I am going to experience/already did experience. I don't mind helpful advice, but when it reaches the point of telling me I have to do stuff a certain way... It gets annoying. I really don't feel like I can go anywhere right now without someone saying something about exactly what to expect and how things should be going. And I've had a few women tell me what to expect in the first and second trimesters when I'm already in my third. Thanks... I won't (I'll try not to) go into specifics. But it gets really frustrating. Every woman's pregnancy is different. I'm not saying mine has been more difficult than anyone else's, but it really hasn't been that easy either. People keep giving me obvious advice on all the ways to get rid of the nausea, heartburn, aches and pains, everything. Really, you don't think I've tried peppermint? Ginger? Back rubs? Baths? Etc.. Really? Which leads me to my next (and biggest) issue....
A disclaimer:
I do not judge anyone for wanting to deliver a specific way, everyone is different and can handle different levels of pain, and I feel like anyone who is about to eject a child from their body has a right to do it in an environment they are comfortable with (within reason, meaning as long as you aren't being stupid and irresponsible and putting the child's life/your life in obvious danger). If you can handle a natural delivery then you are a stronger woman than I could ever be.
A back story:
I have congenital heart disease, meaning I've had heart problems since birth. I've had a few surgeries, and one of them has led to a scar tissue build up along my aorta where a weakening was cut and then the stronger parts were sewn back together. This has been a concern of my doctor's throughout my life, especially in my pregnancy. With pregnancy and labor, more blood rushes through the aorta, and a major concern is having that scar tissue re open or balloon. So far everything looks good, and I can go on with a regular delivery. However, because of the added stress, I am not a candidate to have my baby "naturally". I have to have the epidural and pain medications.
Holy crap... I am shocked at the number of people that are just not okay with this. They just shove their unwanted, and frankly rude opinions at me. "You take/are going to take medications? They are SO unhealthy for you!" Good heck people.. Yes, I have had four Tylenol, and two Sudafed my entire pregnacy, and an occasional Zofran for my nausea. Get over it! I promise you, the once every three month Tylenol is NOT going to screw with my system. I'm so glad oils and herbal treatments work for you, I wish more of them worked for me. I've tried. Only a few work for me, and I do use them once in awhile.
Even if I was good to go for having a natural delivery, trust me, I don't think I would do it. I've weighed both sides of this, and knowing me and what I feel like handling, I want an epidural. People say "Oh but that is so bad for your body! It is so unhealthy to have medication while you are delivering!" Yes.... For the once every few years I plan on doing this, I am sure it is going to take quite the toll on me and my body will immediately become addicted to/tolerant of the medication I am given during the few hours I am delivering a child...Geesh....
I suppose I am ranting, and I don't mean to, I am certainly not trying to sound rude. I have enjoyed getting advice and having people tell me things that helped them or baby products they like to use, but I appreciate when they keep in mind that my pregnancy is not the same as theirs, and just because they never had a problem or something solved their problem really easily, doesn't mean it has/will fix mine. I try a lot of things people tell me, and many of them do at least help me a little (some of them have indeed fixed problems), but they act so surprised if it doesn't work or they act like I just lied to them that it didn't work.
Anyway, I'll get over myself now and stop complaining. I am enjoying getting ready for my boy to get here and I am SO EXCITED to have him in my arms. I have the cutest husband in the world and I think he might be getting more excited than me at this point. :) Just maybe...