Tuesday, December 30, 2014
The other day, we were all playing on the floor and Ellie told me not to get Ruthie. She said "no don't get her; I the mommy!" I said alright and let her play for a little while until Ruth wanted to eat, then I had to pick her up and she pushed me and tried to stop me with "I the mommy!"
Saturday, December 27, 2014
On the drive, we learned how we'd failed to teach the boys, especially Caden about a good marriage.
As we drove through one town, Keith was talking about the place he went with his guys from work for lunch recently. Caden, from the back seat, pipes up and asks why he goes with the guys to lunch and why he doesn't take his girlfriend to lunch. He was completely serious.
I popped up quickly and said "he better not have a girlfriend; I'm his wife!"
Caden, again, completely serious, says, but "he can have a girlfriend too!"
Keith and I then had to start talking about marriage and relationships and commitment. It was brief int he car, but the next day at lunch, I told the boys a short version of our dating and marriage to help them know us better and better understand commitment!
Friday, December 26, 2014
I had been engorged all week since my milk had come in and it wasn't improving and was quite painful, especially on my right side by my armpit. By the time Keith got home from work that day, my headache wasn't improving, so I laid down to try to take a nap. I couldn't fall asleep I was so uncomfortable, so I knew that wasn't good! I called my OB's office and talked with the RN on call, then the doc on call, who said to keep taking some Tylenol and if wasn't better by morning, go to urgent care. If it got worse during the night, I was to go to the ER.
All night I was freezing with chills, my body ached and my fever was climbing. By 1AM it was 102.8 and Keith decided we were going to the ER. He had plans to take the boys and their grandma's to Cleveland the next day and time was short the next morning for a visit to the urgent care.
So ER visit took about 3 hours, and they decided I had pneumonia. They gave me some antibiotics and we were on our way home. Luckily my mother in law was staying with us for the weekend and had stayed with the older kids, while Ruth went with us to the ER. She was also nice enough to let us sleep in and get up with the older kids too. (Thank you!)
The antibiotics helped and with the help of regular Tylenol it was a decent afternoon with the girls. Elinore behaved well, which helped, and I squeezed in an hour nap too.
I was skeptical of the pneumonia diagnosis, but the antibiotics works, so I went with it. All along I suspected I had mastitis again. There were no visible signs of it, but everything else aligned. The chest x-ray they performed said showed the infection. Conveniently in the same area I was struggling the most in my chest! And I had no cough, who has pneumonia without a cough at all!
I had my follow up appointment with my doctor's office the following week. It was with the nurse practitioner, and she agreed with me, she thinks I had mastitis too. (This makes twice the ER has misdiagnosed mastitis for me!)
Either way, the antibiotics worked, and I'm back to normal again!
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
I called Keith and told him, who came home. I called my doctor's office, who said come in right away. So I called our sitter to see if they could put our boys on the bus and watch Elinore for the day. Since I was almost a week over due, I'd been working at home and Elinore had been staying with me all week. They were more than happy to help us out, and we had a plan in place!
I jumped in the shower, because I didn't want to be yucky and who knew when I'd get another shower! I grabbed the last minute things for my bag and put it together while Keith got home and put his together.
We dropped the kids off at the sitters and headed to the hospital. On the way we called our mom's to let the know, and to get my mother in law to come a day early for the weekend to watch the kids. She was already planning on coming for Friday, but now she could come get Elinore from the sitters and get the boys off the bus too.
We arrived at the hospital about 8:15AM and they took us back to a room. They were quite busy that day though and it took a few hours before we accomplished much. I wasn't experiencing contractions with any frequency, but by the time we arrived at the hospital, my pants were soaked again and I'd leaked on the floor as they were getting us in the room too.
The nurse was asking us the questions to get us admitted, but kept getting interrupted they were so busy. Finally around 10:00 they started pitocin to get the contractions moving. I also got a new nurse that wouldn't be interrupted as many times too. She was pretty awesome. Just before 11:00 the nurse got a birthing ball for me to try out, but when I was there, or anywhere by the bed, they couldn'tk eep the monitor on the baby, which we had to have because of the pitocin, so lucky me had to stay in bed the whole time. I don't think that helped with my comfort level.
About 11:00 Keith headed down to the new Subway in the hospital to get some lunch, since he could eat, and I couldn't! Turns out the subway was brand new and their credit card machine wasn't working. So he had to come back and get the keys to go down the street to the bank to our ATM. While he was gone, the contractions got much more noticeable! They were lasting about 30 seconds and were happening about 2-3 in a 5 minutes period. I sat there alone through those starting to wonder where Keith was and watching Gilmore Girls on the tv as I tightly gripped the rails on the bed for every contraction.
Finally about about 45 minutes to an hour Keith returned. I told him I thought I needed to use the restroom at the point and he called the nurse for me. At this point I was wondering why I even wanted a natural birth, the epidural wasn't so bad with Elinore. After I got back into the bed reluctantly, she checked me, and I was only dilated to 4 cm. The nurse offered the epidural and Keith was all for it too. I started thinking 4 is a LONG way from 10, and the last hour hasn't exactly been fun, so without much convincing, I agreed. It was roughly 12:20, and she said it would be about a half hour until they would have it going for me. I though a half hour, I can do that, but in that half hour, it got really rough! About 20 minutes later, just before the anesthesiologist arrived, I had progressed to 7 cm. She also thought my water hadn't broke and called the doc to come break my water. (I have no clue how my water wasn't broken from the amount of fluid I'd already leaked away that day, that piece is still a mystery to me.) So I curled up as close to fetal position as you can get when you're almost 41 weeks pregnant and held onto the side of the bed just moaning through the contractions at this point.
When the anesthesiologist arrived and found out I was that far along, he didn't want to do the epidural, the nurse asked if I was sure and by this point, I had mentally prepared myself for that relief, so I wasn't quitting on it now! So the nurse pushed for me, and he did agree to do it, but the were warning me along the way about it may not be completely effective and asking if I could sit still etc. I answered their questions, in what I remember being a much less than nice tone (sorry!). They sent Keith to the hallway and the nurse held me hands as they cleaned my back. She knew I was progressing quickly, so she told me to let her know if I felt any wetness. And not 30 seconds later my water broke and I was ready to push. The epidural was no longer and option and the nurses were very quickly trying to tear the bed down for delivery. There was no doctor yet, and by the time I was situated for delivery, the nurses were all saying the baby was there, they could see the head, don't push the doctor isn't here yet!
I wasn't taking so kindly to the wait for the doctor instructions. There were several "what are we waiting for I'm ready to have a baby" comments, and "what's taking so long!?" once the doctor arrived just moments later (thankfully!). One push later and they head was out; one to two more and baby was here! I had my eyes closed through nearly the last hour as the pain was so awful, and once they told me the baby was here, I was wondering what was taking them so long to tell me if it was a boy or a girl! Finally I did hear one of the nurses say it's a surprised they don't know what it is! Followed by, it's a girl!
The doc then reminded me to open my eyes and look at my baby as Keith cut the cord and the moved the baby to my chest. I of course opened my eyes then and loved her moving right to me. Almost immediately she grabbed my finger and held on.
With my other hand I was holding onto Keith's hand quite tightly as the discomfort wasn't quite over yet. I delivered the placenta and had to have a few stitches to finish up. I remember the water being hot they used to clean up. I remember I nurse saying they warm it, not cook it! Then after a few minutes I heard the doctor saying it'd be just two more minutes and she'd be done. After what felt like 5 minutes, I reminded them of that two minute comment. Apparently a stitch took longer than expected because she cut it shorter than needed. I just wanted that part over so I could enjoy my baby. The doc kept saying to focus on baby not what she was doing, but the needles and pain, made that hard!
In the end, we had a happy, healthy baby girl, and that is what mattered! We love you Ruth Ann Haynes. :)
Monday, December 22, 2014
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 19, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Monday, December 15, 2014
8:15 AM - We arrived at the hospital and being admitted. They appear to be very busy.
10:00 AM - Started the pitocin to induce.
10:50 AM - Started using birthing ball.
- Labor was about 2:20 minutes; it was fast!
- Baby Ruth Ann was born at 1:01 PM and we decided the name at 1:45. Her pinkies look bent like mine. She has a dimple or two and looks just liked her big sister. She started feeding shortly after birth. She has a full head of hair and started sucking her thumb right after birth.
- Beth says she's not having another baby. We'll see about that.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
As we were getting ready to leave, which took quite awhile, Elinore asked if I was going to sit next to her in the backseat. (I had on the way home from the hospital and picking her up, and she liked it.) I told her no, I had to drive. So she said okay, I'll sit next to Ruth. Silly me thought the empty seat between them still meant they were going to be sitting by each other. Not true. When we got to the van and I was buckling both the girls in, Elinore was crying away because she couldn't sit next to Ruth. (They sit in the middle row of seats of our van, and we have removable seat between them.)
Nearly the entire drive to the doctor's office she cried about it. That is until she told me, "I'm mad at you! You're mad at me!" After explaining that I wasn't mad at her, she continued to grumble about sitting next to Ruth.
Friday, December 12, 2014
On another note about hands, Elinore's seem huge in comparison already!
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Ruth's cord feel off today. She is 6 days old. Keith went to change her diaper and find it down her pant leg. I was surprised it happened already.
We had coincidentally been talking earlier today about Elinore's cord too as we tried to answer her questions about it too.
Tuesday, December 09, 2014
Sunday, December 07, 2014
A week or so ago at Church, Caleb had the bag for children's moments during the service. In it, he took a plastic beaker from his science set he made at a Lowe's build and grow event. He was interested to see what Pastor Deb had to say about its relationship to God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit or living the Christian life.
As usual, during the service she took out the beaker and asked what it was. Caleb popped up right away and said it was a beagle!
And the congregation giggled. A joke may have been made about us thinking he was asking for a puppy when all he wanted was a science kit!
At this point I don't remember what the relationship was to Jesus now, but we all giggled about the beagle.
Before church Caleb had been asking me what it was called and asked what to do if he forgot. I told him not to worry and he'd do fine. He was close, and remembered again as soon as Pastor Deb got him straightened out!
Saturday, December 06, 2014
Wednesday, December 03, 2014
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
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