Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts

Friday, August 15, 2014

On The Day You Were Born: Oscar's Edition

My sweet sweet Oscar boy,
I waited a looooong 9 months for you. The second you joined our family I felt complete. You are meant to be our son. It was hard pregnancy but worth every second. This pregnancy brought the longest time sick, so hot, tired, sore, cranky, daily heartburn and you were incredibly LOW. I didn't think I would ever make it to the end. Your due date was August 1st, 2014. I think Gretchen knew weeks before that date that I wouldn't be able to stay pregnant that long or I was going to lose my mind. The entire pregnancy you were measuring ahead of your due date. When I went in for my 39 week appointment and had lost a few pounds and you hadn't grown at all that week we felt comfortable letting you make your debut early. I was scheduled for an elective induction on the morning of July 25th.  It had been a busy night at the hospital that night so they didn't have a room ready for us until about 10:00 a.m. I was started on Pitocin and I.V. fluids around 11:00. The beginning labor process was perfectly smooth. I labored through contractions while Dad and I watched The Price is Right. After a few hours I sent Dad to get himself some lunch and had them set up my epidural while he was out of the room. Gretchen came in shortly after and broke my water. The epidural took the edge off and Dad and I watched funny YouTube videos for an hour or so.  Around 4:30 I started having some sharp pains in my side. The epidural was losing power and we weren't sure what was causing the pain. Looking back the nurse thinks you had your hand up by your face and was pushing on sore stretched muscles.  I pushed the epidural button for another dose.  No change.  I pushed the button again and still no change. At this point I was feeling a lot of pressure and Gretchen checked me. I was 8.5 cm. Within an hour I was fully dilated and ready to push. With no pain medication. The epidural had given up at that point. Your cute little head was coming out but coming out sideways. It was intense. Luckily it only took three contractions and you were out.  Sideways but perfect! You were immediately placed on my chest and only cried for about ten seconds. After a while they took you to clean you up and get your stats. You weighed in at 7 lbs. 14 oz. (Dad's exact guess) and measured 20 inches long with blue eyes and a whole head of dark brown hair. Meanwhile I needed a few stitches. Gretchen gave me a shot of a local anesthetic.  Just like the epidural it was a dud. I suffered through the stitches. Then Gretchen noticed another tear that she thinks was caused by the CNA inserting or removing the catheter incorrectly.  I suffered through those too while cursing the CNA under my breath. After delivering my placenta I started to hemorrhage. I was laid back and the nurses took turns pushing on my belly to pass the clots. I have never been so scared. It was hands down the most pain I have ever endured. It is funny how quick I have been to forget the pain though and just love the intense way you entered our lives. The stitches held and the bleeding stopped.  After two hours we were wheeled to recovery (with my placenta in a bucket for encapsulation) and greeted by good friends who came bearing spicy chicken nuggets and a Frosty. I think I spent most of the night in shock after the traumatizing delivery. But once the sun came up the next day it was all forgotten and we started our lives together. Your sisters came the next morning to watch you scream through your first bath. They all fought over who got to hold you first and longest. They will take good care of you Oscar. And your Daddy and I will do our very best to protect you and teach you all we know. Welcome to this crazy crazy world little man. I love you fiercely!
Love, Mom







Photo cred: The talented and wonderful Christine Olson Photography

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Meet Oscar.

Oscar Aaron Edwards
July 25, 2014
5:50 p.m.
7 lbs. 14 oz. 20 inches




Monday, May 12, 2014

Preggo Progression.

Baby Boy Edwards: ETA August 1, 2014
11 Weeks

19 Weeks

20 Weeks

23 Weeks

26 Weeks

                                                                       28 Weeks
                                     
                                                                ...to be continued
And for those who have been asking, Yes, I am going to be getting my placenta encapsulated again. YumYum!




Monday, March 10, 2014

The Proof Is In The Picture.

Our fetus has a penis :)
IT'S A BOY!!!

And I am still shocked.
At an ultrasound at 14 weeks the midwife said girl.
At the 19 week ultrasound the tech said girl too...
Until she typed "Just kidding, I 'm a boy!!"
He had us all fooled.
I couldn't be more excited and terrified to raise a little boy!
And i'm pretty sure agreeing on a name for this little one is the hardest thing Aaron and I will ever do. I'm debating just going with Stella's suggestion and name him Pancake. Suggestions welcome.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Happy New Year!

It probably comes as no surprise that I NEVER make my New Year resolutions happen. After a month or two they get been pushed to the back of my mind and I forget/lose interest. Well ladies and gentlemen I am happy to announce that I earned a big FAIL for my 2013 goal and I couldn't be happier about it!

Announcing baby Edwards #4.
ETA: August 1, 2014
Which for my inevitably means after that date so i'm shooting for 8-6-2014 (8+6=14). All my kids have cool numerical sequences with their birthdays and I hope to keep up the trend for this (probably our last) baby.
As for this years goals I only have two:
1. Grow a healthy baby and stay as healthy as possible myself while doing so.
2. Spend more time loving on my kids and less time getting distracted with household chores/social media/friends.
Happy New Year!

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Keep Me In Line.

I have this friend MacKenzie who is crafty and cute and rocks the hair cut of my dreams. She is doing a biggest loser competition for the next 10 weeks. I paid my $10, gave up soda (for the umpteenth time), and have been tracking everything I eat. My sweet hubby is ready for baby #4 and I am ok with that. But I want to get my butt back in shape before I carry another bowling ball around. My back can't take another one with out some stronger muscles. If anyone wants to be my work out buddy please let me know. Also, if you see me being tempted to drink soda you have free reign to b*$&% slap me in the face. My body is so much happier without Diet Coke sadly. Today is day two of the next ten weeks. Wish me luck!

Thursday, December 6, 2012

The Story About Eating My Placenta.

This post has been on my mind for two months now. But somehow it kept getting pushed to the back burner with all the princess dresses I have been sewing, toddler bed nightmare I have been living, the holidays, packing, Disneyland and sickness going on around here. But here I am and I am excited to finally get to share this experience with you.

As you all know I gave birth to a little sweetie in October. A few months prior to delivery my friend Sam was telling us at her baby shower that she was going to encapsulate her placenta after delivery. I had heard of this process vaguely but didn't pay much attention for three reasons: 1. We didn't have the money for it 2. I hadn't had any trouble after either of my other deliveries 3. Frankly it sounded a bit gross.

Two weeks before my due date my mom and dad offered to gift me my placenta in pill form as a baby gift. That took care of factor #1.
Then Sam proceeded to tell me about all the benefits of placenta encapsulation that I hadn't ever heard about.
That took care of factor #2.
As for factor #3...I still think it's a bit gross.

Unfortunately Sam was unable to encapsulate her placenta because the hospital accidentally destroyed it. (They burn the old placentas in case you were wondering) But she was kind enough to pass along her info for the placenta lady she was going to use, Alisha from The Healing Group.

Here's the basics:
The placenta is saved in a fridge by the nurses station and picked up at the hospital by whom ever is preparing your placenta with in 24 hours after delivery. Then within 48 hours the pills are returned to you. You take a differing amounts for the first two weeks and then after that it is two capsules a day. The amount of capsules you receive depends on the size of your placenta. I'm pretty sure my placenta was twice as big as my baby so I have enough capsules for months and months. It cost $200.

Common Benefits:
Increase in energy postpartum.
Decrease in postpartum depression.
Quicker recovery.
Healthier hair/decreased hair loss postpartum.
Increased immune system.
Increase in iron to prevent anemia.
Increase in milk supply.
Milk comes in earlier.
And i'm sure there are more but I can't think of them all at the moment.

I have never had a problem with anything besides hair loss and anemia (only while nursing Nora). But because I had to wean her early due to low iron that benefit alone was enough to win me over. Or so I should say I thought I had no problems after delivery. I still have easy recoveries but this one was a breeze!

Here is how taking my placenta benefited me:
Increase in energy. I came home after 24 hours and cooked/cleaned/ran errands from day one. Which was a huge blessing considering I had no help besides Aaron this time around. It made the transition from 2 to 3 seamless.
Quicker recovery. Stopped bleeding after 8 days ladies!!!
Healthier hair. I haven't lost a strand.
I'm assuming I am not anemic because I have not experienced any paleness or decrease in energy.
Milk came in 48 hours after delivery and I have an abundant amount.

I am a believer. And will be forking out $200 each pregnancy for my placenta pills.
If you need/want more information feel free to email me at heatedwards@gmail.com
A big thank you to Sam and Alisha and to my Mom and Dad for the funding!


Monday, November 5, 2012

On The Day You Were Born: Mabel's Edition

 
Sweet Mabel. You were my hardest pregnancy. I was so tired/hot/huge (I have vowed not to be pregnant in the summer months again) and I couldn't wait for you to make your arrival. I had been having contractions for months. The week before your arrival I hardly slept because they were so strong during the night that I would have to relax and breathe through them. I was sure you would come before your due date. You were due on October 1st. I had an appointment with the midwife that morning and we had talked about inducing me if I hadn't had you by then. I was hoping I would get admitted that day so daddy took the day off and we went to breakfast with your sisters on the way to the appointment. I was only 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced before this appointment and when I went in there was no change. I opted to have my membranes stripped in hopes it would get labor going. The midwife (Gretchen Faucett, CNM) told me to wait and see what happened. She said that she would either see me at the hospital later that day if I went into labor on my own or she would admit me the next morning and break my water. In a desperate attempt to get things moving daddy and I took Nora and Stella to the zoo to walk around for a bit. I started bleeding and thought I would go into labor. I didn't. Later that evening we met Katie, Oliver and Alice at Gateway for some more walking and to meet Mike for dinner later at Litzas. Nothing worked. I drove back to Herriman discouraged, sore and tired. After being up most of the night with contractions we packed up the girls in the morning and headed back to SLC. We dropped your sisters off at Grandma Wagstaff's and headed to LDS Hospital. We arrived at 9:45 and I was hooked up to IV fluids. Gretchen came in to break my water and they started me on Pitocin to get my contractions more regular. By 11:30 the contractions were coming on strong, even though they had barely given me any Pitocin.   Dad had gone to grab something to eat and and soon as he walked in the room around 12:15 I told him to find a nurse, any nurse, and tell her I needed an epidural ASAP. The contractions during your labor were the worst pain I have ever felt. I thought since having already given birth twice I knew what to expect but I had no idea. I felt like I was dying. You weren't tolerating them very well and your heart rate kept dropping so they put me on oxygen and had me switch laying on different sides. Around 12:30 the anesthesiologist came in to administer the epidural. I'm sure the whole process only took 15 minutes or so but it felt like an eternity. I just laid there and cried while squeezing dad's hand as hard as I could. They checked me and I was at a 5-6 cm and completely effaced. The epidural kicked in and within 30 minutes I was 10 cm and ready to push. I pushed for about 15-20 minutes and after only four hours of labor there you were. October 2, 2012 at 1:58 p.m. Purple and perfect. The cord had been wrapped around your shoulder and then around your neck. I was so scared to see you so purple and not making any noise but you soon started screaming and pinked up. They laid you on my chest where you proceeded to poop all over me (just like Stella did) and then calmed right down. After I got some time with you resting on my chest they took you to get checked out while I delivered my placenta...which we saved to make into capsules...and got me all cleaned up. You were my easiest delivery once the pushing began. I didn't even tear! You weighed in at 7 lbs. 9 oz. and were 20 inches long. My tiniest baby yet. Our hospital stay was brief. We checked out 24 hours later. There were so many babies born that week that the hospital was crazy busy. It must have been the full moon. I love you to the stars sweet Mabel! I am a very lucky Momma.  


 
Photography by Christine Olson.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Meet Mabel.

Mabel Lois Edwards
October 2, 2012 @ 1:58 p.m
7 lbs. 9 oz 
20 inches long
Blonde hair and blue eyes.
We love her to the stars!



Sunday, August 12, 2012

From The Mouth Of Babes.

Both kinds of babes. The following are some new Nora-isms as well as a few from my babe of a husband.

(After being startled by the automatic toilet flush)
Nora: Oh Mom, that makes nervous.

(Walking in to our friends Will and Jessica's wedding reception)
Nora: Wow Dad, look at this classy sidewalk.

(Drinking a blue Slushee at Lagoon)
Nora: Brrrrrr, My brain is burning!

(Aaron and I talking about Katie's delivery of her sweet new little one)
Me: Dang, I wish I only had to push for two minutes to get a kid out.
Aaron: Maybe this time the baby will just fall out like that for you.
Me: (Rolling my eyes) 9 lb. babies don't just fall out hun.

(Nora, Aaron and Spencer playing Lego's...Nora threw the sword back into the pile)
Spencer: Nora No, where did that sword go?!?
Nora: I didn't want it.
Aaron: Where is the sword Nora!?!
Nora: I didn't want it.
Aaron: Nora we we're playing with that sword.
....the saga continued over Lego's for 2+ hours...while Nicole and I watched.
I have yet to determine who enjoyed the Lego's more, Aaron or Nora.


Oh, and Stella learned the word "mine".
 And i'm still pregnant. 7 weeks and counting!
And Lagoon was AWESOME! Just as much fun as an adult as it was as a kid. And the girl's did great. Can't wait for Disneyland. Four months and three days to go.


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Nomad.

In the past six days I have stayed at four different houses. This weekend will mark home number five before heading back to Herriman (where we moved in with the in-laws last week). This past week and a half has taught me many life lessons.
1. My husband, the girls and I can comfortably live with just the items that fit in one laundry basket.
2. I am a lucky girl to have in-laws who care so much about my little family.
3. Herriman is not the place for me. I need city living or extreme country...the in between of Herriman doesn't suit me and I feel like I am losing my marbles.
4. Having kids who adapt well to change is priceless.
5. I will never have a husband who has to commute longer than 30 minutes each way to work. (The apartment hunt and/or job hunt continues)
6. Moving while pregnant is easier than moving with a newborn (which we have done with Nora and Stella) but I look forward to a time when we don't have to move every year of our marriage.
7. Leaving good friends hurts my heart like a bad highschool break up.
Here's to praying we find some normalcy before Mabel arrives. Speaking of which, I get to enjoy a glucose test, blood test and a rhogam shot in about an hour. Yipee. Nothing like a giant needle stuck in my fat ol' butt cheek. Happy 4th of July everyone!

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

What Am I Doing?!?

Today while sitting at Chick-fil-A with this awesome gal I kept thinking "What am I doing?". Our kids were fighting. One would yell at the other one, the other would cry. The babies whiny with their newly growing teeth. And food was everywhere. Even our favorite worker, sweet Mona, was probably thinking we were crazy. I have been married a short 5 years, born two children and am expecting a third. My hubby is trying to finish graduate school and we are dirt poor. I am overwhelmed a lot lately with a three-year-old child who some days resembles a demon and a one-year-old who seems to only pick up her older sisters' naughty habits. I have no idea what I am doing. I am just doing me. Here are some recent pics of us doing what we do best...living our crazy life.
 Fun in the sun with juice boxes.
 Feeding their "kids" while we wait for Daddy.
 Today's 18 1/2 week bump.
 Yo Gabba Gabba with Daddy.
This is how I feel most days.

Friday, January 27, 2012

Through The Eye Of My Iphone.

Forgive the length of this post. These have been three months coming.
 {Love jammies and love Spicole (Spencer & Nicole}
 {Out on the town}
 {Marshmallow baby}
 {Logan in winter}
 {Obsession}
 {Frog gummy turned egg}
 {Garbage day}
 {Thank heaven for the neighbors}
 {Smarty pants}
 (Feeding Mommy Bunny}
{Taco soup day two}
 {Tut Tut smells like rain}
 {Date night with Aaron}
{Chick-fil-A with friends}
{What happens when I pee on a stick}