One year and two days if your counting. ;) Thrusday I was in full sappiness mode! Each time I glanced at the clock I knew exactly what was going on at that time last year, I was full of joyful tears all day! I simply couldn't wait to scoop up my baby and kiss him!
It's hard to believe I've been Liam's mom for a year now, well really more like almost two years (personally I believe life begins at conception so I've been a mom since Oct '10). I digress, I've been a mom now for a little while, it's hard to remember life before him. We wanted a child, we tried for a him, we prayed for the blessing of a child. And when we did get pregnant we weren't certain my permanency would make it so I spent each day loving on this little baby inside of me just praying I would have a "outside baby". Being a mom is a challenge, it makes you grow in new ways and if your priorities weren't in line to begin with they will be rapidly! It wasn't a difficult change for me, I was so ready but I had a lot to learn! Luckily Liam had never been a newborn before so he didn't know I was still figuring a few things out! ;) I've learned to love in new ways and I certainly love more than I ever thought possible, each day my love grows. I often think I can't love him anymore then the smallest thing will happen and my love grows wider and taller and fuller, it's taught me so much about the love of our creator.
It's funny how proud of him I get over funny things like standing. I giggle a little to myself over this pride, I find myself cheering him on, out loud, Good Job Buddy! Yay Liam!!!! And he loves it, he'll stand and sit a thousand times if I cheer him on, it's hobby both of us enjoy. I recently taught him to put smaller items inside of larger ones (cups), the other night he decided to put away his bath toys, he'd pick up one and put it in the basket we store them in. One by one he put away about half of the toys. I was so amazed! Here is this little person that one year ago couldn't hold up his own head and now he's putting his bath toys away! WOW! My how time flies!
I cherish these moments, I try desperately to live in them, store them up in my soul to keep forever. Motherhood is such a incredible blessing, my soul has new purpose and more love than it can possible hold. I love each phase but I'm so excited for the next one. I feel so blessed!
Much Love,
-Jen
Showing posts with label preeclampsia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label preeclampsia. Show all posts
June 16, 2012
May 5, 2011
Trip to Labor & Delivery #1
*"in real life" friends please keep the following confidential*
Wow, what a days it's been! I woke up this morning not feeling well, my dr's words echoed in my head about calling him if I start getting head aches or just feel off. I got ready and went to work and my head started to hurt more by this time I was feeling nauseated and cold but sweating. Yep time to call, they had me come right in. Oh boy, I called V "there is no pretty way to say this, I don't feel well so I called my dr and they want me to come in right away." Thankfully V works only 3 blocks from me so I just picked him up on the way. I could tell he was nervous but he did such a good job of being strong for me. I love him so much but he usually takes cues from me, Jen freaks out=V freaks out but with all the crazy things we've been through during this pregnancy he really stepped up and has been my rock, I'm so thankful for that!
We arrive at Dr Wonderful's office about 10am, my blood pressure is up a little. Ut oh. My weight isn't up but I'm apparently "hyper-reflexive" (which I only learned later can be a sign of swelling on the brain). Since my head was still hurting he decided to send me to Labor and Delivery to have some tests run, namely: a Non-Stress Test, Blood tests and Urine Tests as well as continual Blood Pressure monitoring.
For more info on a Non-Stress test go HERE. I spent a good three hours hooked up every which way (it felt like). I was to push a button every time little guy moved to see if his heart was accelerating the way it should which I did, meanwhile my blood pressure was being taken every 15 minutes. We learned I was having mild contractions! I had no idea! (My nurse said this wasn't abnormal.) We had a great nurse, Linda, who was pretty straight forward and funny! Thank goodness for her! After I'd say a half hour she came in and said "ok he is having accelerations but they aren't big enough for this town." Translation, he's not passing the test, gulp. I was asked, er told, to chug some ice water. During this time I had blood drawn and a little later I would have a second urine test. I tried hard not to stare at the machine watching his heart rate change (and contractions occur, ek!) At least it was a lovely spring day and we could see out side. V and I talked and laughed, God I love that man he can truly make me laugh no matter what is going on!
After what felt like a lifetime (reality was it was about 3 hours) Linda came back in and said his heart rate changes were looking beautiful but my blood platelet numbers were lower than they'd like. She had called Dr Wonderful and he would be over shortly. (Thankfully his office is just across the parking lot). Linda had also ordered me lunch, yay! I won't lie I was so hungry by this time, I don't care if it is hospital food, I'll take it! Soon Dr Wonderful arrived and said that not a whole lot made sense really. My blood pressure is good, little guy's heart rate changes were good, but my platelet's are low and I'm hyper-reflexive with a continued headache and excessive swelling in my feet (my face is also rather swollen). He gave me a laundry list of things to look for and asked me to head home and rest and to follow up with him next week (I already have an appt set for Tues). I know I've said this a billion and one times but I really adore my Dr, I can tell he genuinely cares about my health and my baby's, this isn't just a job for him. It's really refreshing especially considering he's been doing this about as long as I've been alive!
So there we are, my symptoms are mixed and honestly confusing. But what matters is little guy is ok and still baking! Only about 2.5 weeks and we'll be full term, until then I really hope he can just bake away! If you have room for us in your thoughts and prayers that would mean so much to us.
Wow, what a days it's been! I woke up this morning not feeling well, my dr's words echoed in my head about calling him if I start getting head aches or just feel off. I got ready and went to work and my head started to hurt more by this time I was feeling nauseated and cold but sweating. Yep time to call, they had me come right in. Oh boy, I called V "there is no pretty way to say this, I don't feel well so I called my dr and they want me to come in right away." Thankfully V works only 3 blocks from me so I just picked him up on the way. I could tell he was nervous but he did such a good job of being strong for me. I love him so much but he usually takes cues from me, Jen freaks out=V freaks out but with all the crazy things we've been through during this pregnancy he really stepped up and has been my rock, I'm so thankful for that!
We arrive at Dr Wonderful's office about 10am, my blood pressure is up a little. Ut oh. My weight isn't up but I'm apparently "hyper-reflexive" (which I only learned later can be a sign of swelling on the brain). Since my head was still hurting he decided to send me to Labor and Delivery to have some tests run, namely: a Non-Stress Test, Blood tests and Urine Tests as well as continual Blood Pressure monitoring.
For more info on a Non-Stress test go HERE. I spent a good three hours hooked up every which way (it felt like). I was to push a button every time little guy moved to see if his heart was accelerating the way it should which I did, meanwhile my blood pressure was being taken every 15 minutes. We learned I was having mild contractions! I had no idea! (My nurse said this wasn't abnormal.) We had a great nurse, Linda, who was pretty straight forward and funny! Thank goodness for her! After I'd say a half hour she came in and said "ok he is having accelerations but they aren't big enough for this town." Translation, he's not passing the test, gulp. I was asked, er told, to chug some ice water. During this time I had blood drawn and a little later I would have a second urine test. I tried hard not to stare at the machine watching his heart rate change (and contractions occur, ek!) At least it was a lovely spring day and we could see out side. V and I talked and laughed, God I love that man he can truly make me laugh no matter what is going on!
After what felt like a lifetime (reality was it was about 3 hours) Linda came back in and said his heart rate changes were looking beautiful but my blood platelet numbers were lower than they'd like. She had called Dr Wonderful and he would be over shortly. (Thankfully his office is just across the parking lot). Linda had also ordered me lunch, yay! I won't lie I was so hungry by this time, I don't care if it is hospital food, I'll take it! Soon Dr Wonderful arrived and said that not a whole lot made sense really. My blood pressure is good, little guy's heart rate changes were good, but my platelet's are low and I'm hyper-reflexive with a continued headache and excessive swelling in my feet (my face is also rather swollen). He gave me a laundry list of things to look for and asked me to head home and rest and to follow up with him next week (I already have an appt set for Tues). I know I've said this a billion and one times but I really adore my Dr, I can tell he genuinely cares about my health and my baby's, this isn't just a job for him. It's really refreshing especially considering he's been doing this about as long as I've been alive!
So there we are, my symptoms are mixed and honestly confusing. But what matters is little guy is ok and still baking! Only about 2.5 weeks and we'll be full term, until then I really hope he can just bake away! If you have room for us in your thoughts and prayers that would mean so much to us.
May 4, 2011
Not Great News.....
*Please note if you are my "in real life" friend I have yet to share this information with virtually anyone other than V so please do not do anything silly like write something on my facebook wall etc, thanks*
So... I had my 34 week appointment yesterday, I thought it would be a routine appointment (weigh-in, blood pressure, pee in a cup, Doppler, questions and done). Not so much. My weight shot up, my dr came in and mentioned it (while looking at my chart) then took one look at my very swollen feet and became immediately concerned "that's where your weight is!" Ut oh. I had noticed my feet are swollen but I guess I didn't think it was that bad, wrong-o. Essentially my dr is pretty worried I'm developing Preeclampsia (for more info on that go HERE.) I was given an internal exam told told about signs to look for and my appointments were moved up to weekly (that was orginally planned to happen in 3 weeks). My dr made it very clear how concerned he is about my and little guy's health and safety, preeclampsia is no joke.
I went home and tried to take nap until V came home, that was an epic failure, I just lay on the sofa trying to will him to come home faster. Once home, I gave him a moment to sit down before explaining what is going on, what to look out for and the possible outcomes as I understand them. V remained pretty calm and I'm so thankful for that because I'm scared, I really needed him to be my rock and he was, thank God for him! The thought that I could wake up tomorrow more swollen and they would have to take our son by emergency c-section is terrifying thought to say the least. I know that my dr would only do that if/when it's in the best interest of both baby and I but it's still scary.
So now I guess we play a waiting game. Wait to see what each day brings. I've decided to cut a lot of things out of my schedule and to just go home after work and try to relax each day. *I'm not on bed rest but my dr did ask me to take it easy* I know I have no control over this, I can't cause it or stop it but I can't help but feel like if I go home and rest each day that the little guy is benefiting from it.
There are a few loose ends V and I are going to have to tie up. We still have a few items we haven't picked up for little guy yet that we are going to have to get just in case. It's hard to wrap my head around the fact that he could be here any day now, literally. I don't want my baby to come pre-term but if it's what is best for him then so be it. This is all in God's hands and there is no better place for it.
So... I had my 34 week appointment yesterday, I thought it would be a routine appointment (weigh-in, blood pressure, pee in a cup, Doppler, questions and done). Not so much. My weight shot up, my dr came in and mentioned it (while looking at my chart) then took one look at my very swollen feet and became immediately concerned "that's where your weight is!" Ut oh. I had noticed my feet are swollen but I guess I didn't think it was that bad, wrong-o. Essentially my dr is pretty worried I'm developing Preeclampsia (for more info on that go HERE.) I was given an internal exam told told about signs to look for and my appointments were moved up to weekly (that was orginally planned to happen in 3 weeks). My dr made it very clear how concerned he is about my and little guy's health and safety, preeclampsia is no joke.
I went home and tried to take nap until V came home, that was an epic failure, I just lay on the sofa trying to will him to come home faster. Once home, I gave him a moment to sit down before explaining what is going on, what to look out for and the possible outcomes as I understand them. V remained pretty calm and I'm so thankful for that because I'm scared, I really needed him to be my rock and he was, thank God for him! The thought that I could wake up tomorrow more swollen and they would have to take our son by emergency c-section is terrifying thought to say the least. I know that my dr would only do that if/when it's in the best interest of both baby and I but it's still scary.
So now I guess we play a waiting game. Wait to see what each day brings. I've decided to cut a lot of things out of my schedule and to just go home after work and try to relax each day. *I'm not on bed rest but my dr did ask me to take it easy* I know I have no control over this, I can't cause it or stop it but I can't help but feel like if I go home and rest each day that the little guy is benefiting from it.
There are a few loose ends V and I are going to have to tie up. We still have a few items we haven't picked up for little guy yet that we are going to have to get just in case. It's hard to wrap my head around the fact that he could be here any day now, literally. I don't want my baby to come pre-term but if it's what is best for him then so be it. This is all in God's hands and there is no better place for it.
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