Welcome to the world little one.

The birth story, here goes.

I was told on the monday that they had found a mark for decreased liver function in my blood test, which along with the blood pressure issues meant that my Pre-eclampsia was now becoming an issue. After speaking with a couple of doctors it was decided that I would be induced on the Thursday if I hadn’t gone into labour myself by then. I would be 38 weeks and 2 days.

Let’s just say I didn’t go by myself…

So, at 5am hubby and I woke up, got ready, and packed the car with the bags for the hospital.

This is my ‘Oh my God we are having a baby today’ face

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Looking back at these pictures is making me all nostalgic. I kind of miss my belly… Anyway on to the rest of the story…

We arrived at the hospital and went to check in, waited about 10 min until someone spoke to us, and with grins on our faces we  said ‘We are here to have a baby’, and they said ‘you’re in the wrong place, go next door’…So off i waddled and we then waited for about 40 min in the waiting room next door. It was a strange feeling knowing that in an hour or so you will be in labour. The certainty and finality of pregnancy was summed up as I waited for them to come and collect me.

 I was then ushered into a birthing room and proceeded to put on my gown and check out the facilities (the bathroom). Then a midwife came in and asked us to go and wait in a small room because they had a lady who had just arrived and was about to have her baby in the hallway. Fair enough.

We waited there for about 5 mins until the midwife returned and informed us that they had just delivered a baby, in the room with all our stuff in it. We laughed, but knew that the chances of our baby coming that quickly was pretty slim. She checked us into another room and promised we would’t be moved again. She also strapped me up to monitoring so they could check contractions and make sure baby was doing ok.

I waited for a doctor to come and break my waters, and meanwhile a nurse put in my first IV. Hubby had started paying some music which was helping with the mood. Generally everyone was happy and joking. In my mind it was all going to plan.

Some of the music I listened to;

-Sigur Ros

-Damien Rice

-Radiohead

-‘I am Sam’ soundtrack (The Beatles)

-Edith Piaf

The doctor came, and spent a while trying to break my waters, but finally they broke, and she informed me that I was already 5cm dilated. Which I am told is pretty awesome considering it was my first pregnancy. They then started the drip to make the contractions come stronger and faster. This didn’t take very long to have an affect.

After an hour or so, I was having contractions and my midwife was feeling my belly to see how long they were lasting…

My mum and sister had come to see me at this point and were talking to me and seeing me breath through each contraction and were not concerned that they would miss anything so they went down to get some lunch. This was about 12pm and I wasn’t yet considered in active labour.

As you can see by my face, the pain was totally manageable.

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The main doctor (the one that broke my waters) wanted a second IV put in my left arm so 3 different people tried to get one in with no luck. This all took a lot of time and meanwhile my contractions were getting very strong. I asked if I could have some help with the pain so my midwife got me started on the gas. This helped me a lot with staying calm and controlling my breathing and I honestly don’t know if I could have done it the rest of the way without it. The anaesthesiologist came in to have a crack at putting the IV in again and by this point I was in active labour, my contractions were super close together and were only getting stronger.

Im not sure exactly how long my mum and sister were gone for, maybe 40 min, but in that time I had started to really focus on the pain which meant I closed my eyes and used the gas to control my breathing. Stuart had asked them to come back in the room because I seemed like I was in a lot of pain. I think he needed the support just as much as I did. The next 2 and a half  hours were a blur honestly. I was having extremely intense contractions very close together, with barely 5-6 seconds break in between.

The midwife suggested I go to the toilet, so with a lot of help I tried to walk to the toilet. This was by far the worst point in my labour because I was on the toilet and got the urge to push. Let me tell you, for those of you who haven’t had a baby, the urge to push is completely involuntary and extremely strong. Honestly i’m lucky I even made it back to the bed because the gravity of me getting off the bed and walking around was enough to get baby out!

The point in labour when they finally say you can push is such a relief. The contractions in my experience were far more painful than pushing. I could feel that he was there and that he was coming out and I had no doubt that I could do it.

So I started pushing and 5 pushes later he was out.

I think in total my active labour was about 2 hours and 45 min and about 10 min of pushing (if that).

Maxwell James Hugo Bush

Born at 3.20 pm

19 – 03 – 15

9 pounds 1 ounce or 4.1kg

50cm long

and perfect.

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What happened for the next couple of hours was not so fun. In fact I would say it was almost worse than anything I felt in labour. After I birthed the placenta which took around 40 min the doctor began to stitch me up. Unfortunately because Max came so quickly I tore internally and externally. The doctor applied local anaesthetic but because the muscles were what tore there was no real relief from the pain. After over an hour of this he said he had to get a more senior doctor to finish off. After waiting some time for the senior doctor to arrive she was not happy with the stitching and took it all out and started again. As you can imagine its now been a couple of hours since the birth and my bits are all swollen and sore. I then had to sit through another hour long session of stitches. It was horrible. It brought me to tears, which the labour had not done. I am sitting here 2 months postpartum and I am lucky that it was done properly, but still…it sucked.

After they cleaned me up, my in-laws came and my older sister and they weighed baby in front of everyone. It was really nice. This baby is already so loved by everyone. I am so lucky to have such an amazing support system around me. My mum and sister were amazing throughout the labour, helping me with water and encouragement. My husband was the best father from the moment Max was conceived. He really is a blessing. I love our little family and can not wait to see Max grow and change.

I took this photo at around 1am, once everyone had left. It was just Max and I sitting there together on his first night in the world. Man, I am the luckiest girl in the world.

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Oh, hi stretch marks

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Well hello stretch marks, so nice of you to join us.

Yes, unfortunately my belly couldn’t handle it any more. Baby had a growth spurt and I have the proof!

I actually don’t really care about stuff like that. I got heaps of stretch marks when I was going through puberty so it’s no biggy. At least it meant that D-day was edging closer and closer. Doc’s were monitoring my blood pressure pretty closely and testing my urine for proteins every week. One week they found the protein they were looking for so I had to do a 24 hour urine test. It was horrible. For 24 hours I had to collect all my wee and store it in a 4 litre plastic jug. Oh my God it was awful. I had to squat over an ice-cream container in the shower to catch the wee. I’m telling you ladies, not fun when you are heavily pregnant. Thankfully results were fine.

Hubby and I had our anniversary, 5 years of being together! To celebrate we went and stayed in the same hotel we stayed at on our wedding night and went out for some BBQ’d meat at Fancy Hanks. I love American style BBQ… it is so good. My favourite has to be the beef ribs. Just to die for. And the Mac’n’cheese. Yikes, I really like food you guys.

It was nice to take a break, even though I was really struggling to walk all around the city with baby pushing on my hoo-haa.

20141218_122146My friends had a belated Christmas celebration which was really fun. We had a meal together and then played some games and had a few drinks (I stuck to mineral water of course). One thing that I find fascinating is how some people change so dramatically when they drink. One of my friends fiancé got drunk and when he didn’t get his way in a game he swiped everyones drinks off of the table and refused to help clean it up. He went on to call my friend horrible names when she told him he was being rude. Honestly it just makes me feel so lucky to have a husband that loves and respects me and would never speak to me like that. I am also lucky that I grew up in a family where alcohol did not have a place at our dinner table and I will be sure to continue that with my little family.

Anyway, the hosts set up a photo booth in their spare room with a polaroid camera and so, our first family photo was taken!

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You + me + bump

Every week my bump grew bigger and bigger and I was starting to feel a bit blah…

One of the things that always makes me feel better without a doubt is new linen. I found this cute set at Target on sale for around $70 (King size) and the cushions were around $15-$20 each. I just love this sheet set, it is so comfortable and super trendy.

Does anyone else have the problem of the doona slipping down in the cover and when you go to bed it feels like you only have a sheet to keep you warm? Thank God for my 6 ft 4 giant husband who can pick up the king size doona and shuffle it back down to where it needs to be. Surely someone can invent a cover/doona that connect to each other so this wouldn’t be a problem anymore!

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A lot of mornings I just laid there, swollen feet, bulging belly, piles and piles of laundry to do. I just felt baby move and wriggle and it honestly makes it all worth it. All the heartburn, achey hips, swollen limbs, its all worth it to have my baby with me.

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All the time I had on my hands I would mainly spend shopping online (or window shopping online) and comparing prices of prams and various baby related things. But honestly it’s hard to know what is good without going instore and trying it out for yourself.

After a lot of research I bought baby a swing from Target for $120. I’ve heard they can be a life saver! It has a vibrating function and it also plays music. I found it hard to find one that did both swing and vibration functions that was in my price range. I can’t believe that some places charge upwards of $250 for one of these types of swings. Baby bunting had one for about $200 but that was really a lot more that I wanted to spend.

Turns out, baby loves it! But ill talk more about that later.

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Baby Boy’s Nursery

I had been waiting so long for hubby to give me the nod to finally start picking colours and shopping for baby’s room. He is the type that likes to wait til the right time to do things, and I am impatient and pretty much wanted to do the room the moment I found out I was pregnant. After both picking two colours we liked and painting a swatch of each, we settled on ‘Dusty sky’ which is a delightful blue (my choice of course). We had help from Stu’s parents to paint the room and I was amazed at the difference a change of colour can have on a room.

Below is a picture of my in-laws helping Stu with the painting. Stu is concentrating very hard…you can tell by his signature tongue movements.

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All finished painting, ready for furniture…

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I hand made the bunting, dresser and rug are from Ikea, chair and stool from Baby Bunting, side table from Adairs, curtains from Spotlight, fan and curtain rod from Bunnings…

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Cot and change table second hand from Ebay, handmade teething bumper to match bunting…IMG_4096

Love sign from Kmart.

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I’m back…and I am a mum

I know what you are thinking. She hasn’t posted in 15 weeks!!!…yea sorry about that.

All I have to say is, man the third trimester is rough. I really lost all motivation to blog and it hasn’t really returned to me until now. I will probably find it difficult to start where I left off from but I will try my best to fill you in. I am thinking I will do a post a day until I bring you up to speed on what’s been going on.

For those of you who would like to know now, I had my baby, a beautiful, perfect, smooshy baby boy. We named him Max. Plenty of pictures to come but I will leave you with this one because its pretty darn cute.

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31 Weeks pregnant

31 Weeks pregnant. I have to keep pinching myself. It’s so strange to think that I was once 13 weeks pregnant and hating life, feeling sick all the time and miserable. Now, I am feeling baby move all the time, we have most of the big stuff he needs like cots and prams, and we have started painting his room. He is really starting to feel like a little person. Although we still can’t decide on a name. Hubby wants to wait until we see him which I agree with but I just find myself getting impatient not knowing. I can imagine that we will just ‘know’ what his name is when we see his face for the first time. At least that’s the fantasy.

I have really been enjoying bonding with baby and hubby together. When we get into bed at night we spend about 30 min talking to my belly, reading stories and playing music. It’s so nice to have such a closeness to hubby at this time. I think it will help us be close when the baby is here if we stick to the same routines. I would like to spend some time every night talking to hubby and cuddling before we fall asleep. I hope that this will help us to when we are finding it really difficult.

My baby shower has been planned by my sister and all the invites have gone out. I am super excited! It will probably be the last time I have something fun like for a while. I can imagine for the next few years it will be all about baby and celebrating all his firsts and who knows, maybe I might even think about having another baby!

It’s getting down to the nitty gritty part of the pregnancy. I know that being a first time mum will be challenging and I am nervous about doing it properly. I guess I will do my best and ask for help when I am not sure.

Symptoms I would say have stayed the same over the last few weeks. Heartburn and indigestion, difficulty getting comfortable in bed and staying asleep and sore pelvis. Nothing I can’t deal with really.

Still wearing my normal clothes, I have 1 maternity bra and a belly band which I wear over my open jeans and thats about it really. The main issue is that it is summer here in Australia and I don’t feel comfortable in dresses or loose clothing. I feel more comfortable all tucked away in jeans and tight singlets because it gives my belly more support. So most of the time I am sweating and complaining. I think next time I might plan to be pregnant through winter.

In terms of supplements, I am still taking Blackmores Pregnancy and Breastfeeding Gold, and Ostelin Vitamin D but I am also taking Iron tablets as well because I was a bit low at one of my blood tests.

I think that is about it for now!

Hospital trips and tests

It has been such a busy couple of weeks, filled with many trips to the hospital and lots of tests.

I guess I will start from where I left off…

I went for a growth scan at 29 weeks to check how bub was progressing. They found that he was around 2 weeks ahead in growth weighing in at approx 1.7kg. The sonographer spoke to me about the possibility of being induced early, around 37 weeks so that baby doesn’t get too big or go overdue. Honestly I wasn’t too surprised that he was big as I was 10 pounds 10 ounces at birth and hubby was around 9 pounds. She continued on with the scan, measuring various things and got to measuring the cervix and found that it was measuring quite short, around 1.7cm instead of the minimum 3cm they would expect. She told me that she would need to do an internal ultrasound to make sure so she left the room while i took my pants off and told my mum and sister to wait in the waiting room. After a slightly uncomfortable and tense couple of minutes she told me that my cervix was in fact quite a bit shorter than she had first thought and after measuring it a few times she told me it was around 6mm. I didn’t really have any idea what this meant and asked her to explain. She said that it would most likely mean that the baby would come early, or that I might even go in to preterm labor. She left the stick thing inside me and went to talk to the doctor. Safe to say at this point I was panicking. A few minutes later she came back into the room and said that the doctor might need to see me and that I should go and wait with my family.

I went out to my mum and sister and didn’t really know what to say. Apparently I had broken out in a nervous rash all over my chest. So attractive.

She came out again and told me that I was ok to go home, seeing as I was coming in 4 days later for an OB appointment anyway and that they would talk me through everything then. Man, I was thinking, 4 days!! That’s ages!! It didn’t help that my mum and sister went on for the next hour about how I might not even make it to my baby shower and we better go home and pack a hospital bag just in case. Talk about freaking me out. They are experts at this.

The weekend came and went, hubby and I went to a wedding and I spent the rest of the time off my feet just in case. Tuesday came and I went to the hospital for my 30 week appointment with hubby. We waited about an hour to be seen and then found out that I had protein in my urine which means that technically I have Preeclampsia even though I didn’t have high blood pressure. She ordered more blood and urine tests and referred me to the Foetal Monitoring unit for assessment. She also had spoken to the head doctor about my case and together they decided not to do anything about the shortened cervix, which was a relief. Although she did refer me to get steroid injections which help the babies lungs develop sooner just in case he was born preterm. They said that because I haven’t miscarried or had any surgery before that I should just go along as if nothing was wrong, but obviously don’t do anything stupid that might bring on labour early.

THEN, I went to get my blood test done. Simple you would think. But no.

A student was taking my blood and she pricked her finger with the needle and then continued to take my blood with the same needle. Her supervisor didn’t notice until it was too late and then took over. I had no idea at this point what had happened. The supervisor waited for the student to leave the room and then went on to tell me that I would need to wait for Infectious disease control to come and fill out paper work and test us both to see if she had infected me with anything. Joy.

By the time I had waited for all this to be done with we had been at the hospital for about 3 hours. I still hand’t gone to get the foetal monitoring done, so we went upstairs to the Pregnancy Assessment Unit and had a monitor strapped to my belly to watch for bubs movements and to monitor his heart rate over a 30 min period. He passed that test with flying colours and we were then sent to have a steroid injection. Except for they couldn’t find my file anywhere so we waited 30 min for them to run around the whole hospital before they found it.

We were soooo over it all by the end of all this we had been at the hospital for about 4 hours and couldn’t wait to get out of there.

The next day I went in for another steroid injection which was quick and easy.

The rest of the week went by pretty quickly really and then Monday came. I hadn’t felt much movement from bub so we decided to call the hospital for advice. They asked me to come in for monitoring. After 30 min on the machine we were relieved that he was doing just fine and I was starting to feel him move more. They then sent me for an ultrasound to measure the fluid around the baby check that the blood flow to the placenta is normal. All looked normal so we were free to go home.

Tuesday came around again and I went for my 31 Week appointment with mum. We got the results from my blood and urine tests the week before, and they were all clear! No protein in my urine this time…She went on to check my blood pressure and it was perfect. So even though I do not have the symptoms of Preeclampsia she wants to continue the weekly checks to be sure, which I am fine with. Better to be safe than sorry I guess. I had another round of blood and urine tests and then off home!

I feel like I have spent so much time at the hospital, although I am sure there are plenty of mummas out there who have spent more time than me.

I have another growth scan booked for next Tuesday, I’ll be 32 weeks! Oh how quickly time goes. It’s crazy to think that in a month or so baby might be here. Yikes we better get a move on with his room…..anyway I’ll talk about all that fun stuff in another post!

29 Weeks pregnant

Wow, it’s been a month since my last post! I have to admit, December flew by so fast I barely even had a chance to stop and think about writing a post until now.

So what’s new you ask?

Well I had my second glucose tolerance test which I passed with flying colours, thank God.

I had another appointment at the hospital with an OB. She went over a couple of things…We heard bubs heart which was delightful, blood pressure was normal but higher than last time so she sent me off to get a baseline blood test for pre-eclampsia…I got an Anti-D injection…and I booked in for another scan this Friday to measure bubs growth.

I found out one of my close friends is also pregnant which is super exciting. It is nice to know our babies will be close in age and can play together. It is interesting to see the difference in care from private to public in Australia. She is going private and has to pay her OB a few thousand dollars, and thats before all the hospital costs and scans. The only things we pay for are scans which is fine, and everything else is covered by Medicare (government). I guess the downside is having to wait in long queues with the rest of the public but considering we don’t have to pay I would say it’s not so bad.

In terms of symptoms this past month, I would have to say heartburn/indigestion is still the worst but my sleep is also becoming an issue. I just can’t seem to get comfortable no matter which pillows I use or don’t use. It’s becoming really annoying and I am finding myself tossing and turning all night. I bought myself a nursing chair which is so comfortable so if I remember I might bring myself out to the lounge room and try and sleep in that tonight. My problem is I like being close to hubby at night and I think it would be weird sleeping in the lounge room by myself. I would probably wake up with every little noise.

The only other thing that bothers me is pain in my groin/pelvis. Lifting my legs is a chore and walking around is becoming uncomfortable. Sitting is ok but I find sitting on the couch for too long is a bit like trying to get comfortable in bed, I just get super restless and end up sitting on the floor (and not being able to get up) or moving to the nursing chair.

Babies movements have been a highlight for the past month or two. I am feeling him everyday and hubby feels him too. It’s nice when we just get into bed because hubby will put his head on my belly and feel the kicks on his cheek. It is really special to know that hubby feels comfortable bonding with my belly and talking to it. I think I have mentioned before that hubby enjoys reading stories to him and playing music for him. As far as we can tell “Aloe Blacc – I Need A Dollar” is either bubs favourite song or he hates it. Either way its the one song he always wriggles around to.

I can’t believe I am nearly 30 weeks pregnant. The second trimester has just flown by so quickly and I feel I have barely had a chance to stop and think about it all.

I have heard that the third trimester is more difficult, and I am starting to realise why. I am finding moving around much more difficult and I get tired easily. Luckily I am not working so I can take it easy if I am not feeling well.

I hope you all had a lovely Christmas and New years, ours was packed full of family, food and presents and I would’t of had it any other way. I can not wait for next year, we will have a little munchkin to spoil and dress it cute santa/elf outfits.

25 Weeks Pregnant

25 weeks pregnant! Wow, the last month has gone so so fast. It’s going to be time to give birth before I know it.

Something kinda weird happened to me yesterday.

It’s definitely not one of the kind of things that you expect to happen before you have your baby, at least I didn’t expect it.

So…my boobs started leaking. And I’m not talking about a tiny bit of wetness,  I’m talking about droplets of fluid coming out of my nipples. And to be honest, I’m pretty sure I had a “what the F**K” moment. I thought this only started happening when you have a baby there to nurse on them but apparently I was wrong.

For those of you that are curious, it was almost the colour and consistency of semen, although a bit thinner I would say, and more translucent. It comes out if I gently put pressure on or around the nipple/areola. 

Naturally my first response was to google it.

I was relieved to find that it is not only perfectly normal but it is a great sign because it means that my boobies are showing signs that I might be able to breastfeed. I only say ‘might’ because my mother and both grandmothers struggled to breastfeed their kids. My mum had severe mastitis and was not able to feed past 6 weeks. I am preparing myself for the possibility that I might struggle and that it is ok to use formula if that be the case. I know that it is a bit of a controversial issue but I am completely open to either methods and I am sure I will find what works for me.

As far as other symptoms go…

My heartburn works like clockwork, from around 4pm everyday and it usually lasts until I fall asleep. I take either Tums when I am out and about or Eno to relieve it and that seems to work well for me. I can not stand anything chalky like Mylanta or bottled antacids. Eno is great because it is citrus flavoured and fizzy so it brings up any burps or indigestion very quickly and it works wonders for neutralising stomach acidity.

My belly is growing every week, and I am feeling a lot more positive since I received a belly band in the mail. I bought it off of Ebay for around $17 and it’s great for support and rounding out my belly so it looks more pregnant. I have not really bought any maternity clothes so I am trying to find ways of making my clothes more comfortable around my bump. I am still wearing my normal jeans with the buttons and zip undone and with the belly band you can’t even notice.

Hubby and I are going away for 2 nights to the hotel we stayed at on our wedding night. I am so excited to have a getaway. Hubby really needs one after working so hard on our bathroom renovation and working 2 jobs over the last few months. He is my hero.

We have a few things we want to do in the city while we are there including eating some RIBS and doing some shopping of course.

Off to pack my bags!