My little IVF miracle is 6 and a half months!
She has grown and changed so much. She is sitting so good on her own and trying to move and crawl around. We joined the little gym about 2 months ago and she has been learning flips and socializing. At her appointment last week she was in the 85th percentile for height and 45th for weight. She came in at 27 inches and 17 pounds! She is tall and skinny…. no clue where she gets that from.
Every appointment helps to put my mind at ease about my ability to breastfeed which I still doubt at least once a week. We had planned on stopping at 6 months but she got sick a couple of weeks ago and that seemed to be the only think that soothed her so it didn’t seem like the right time and I just don’t know if I’m ready. I really never thought I would like breastfeeding or that it would mean so much to me. It’s one of those things where no matter how much people tell you about it or you read about it you just don’t understand it until you have done it. It makes me feel like a super hero. In that simple action I can make all my daughter’s problems vanish and I have this incredible bond that I never thought I could feel with anything.
We do plan on stopping very soon though as we get ready to start the hormones to do another embryo transfer to get pregnant again. I’m both nervous and excited. Mostly nervous lol.. two very young babies is going to be a lot of work. But I’m not getting any younger and in one month I will be 36. We would like 3 kids and we would like to be done by time I’m 40. So it’s time to get a move on!! I go into this next one feeling completely different. The anxiety and stress that I had with my last IVF is now replaced with an exhaustion that comes with juggling a very active baby, house full of animals and a career. I will not say that it doesn’t matter anymore but now that I have the baby I cried the last 11 years for its not as do or die. Now I don’t think I would be as broken hearted if it didn’t work.
I have cut my hours back at work since coming back. I now only work 3 days days a week. Because those are the only days I have a sitter and because I want as much time as I can get with this baby I waited so long for. It’s wonderful because I get to almost be a full time mom and still live comfortably. My days at work are a nice break from baby talk and cleaning the house. Plus being creative and doing hair is a stress relief. I couldn’t have chosen a better profession.
So 6 months old baby things… sitting great! Eating everything except oatmeal and rice cereal. She baby talks a lot and yells and squeals at the dogs. She just figured out her walker. She wants to hit everything and everything belongs in her mouth. She loves going places and smiles at everyone that looks at her. Being her mom has been such a blessing.
This is a little over due… specially since my last post left delivery in limbo in the blog world. But time has been a precious commodity I do not have enough of the last couple of days!
To start where I left off.
The med they gave me did not help me sleep that much.. specially as contractions started. They were not actually painful but just like a period cramp that wouldn’t really left me sleep “good”. Not that you could on that bed anyways…
So in the morning around 5 they took out the thing thinning my cervix which really hurt and made me bleed and they started pitocin to start labor and dilate me. I didn’t dilate much.. so noon is they broke my water to speed things up… it worked! Things started getting pretty painful after that. The contractions started to get stronger and come faster. A couple hours later I finally asked for an epidural and I fell asleep for a while. They put a censor in the uterus to watch contractions better and they put some fluids back in to help baby bounce around as they called it. Shortly after 4 pm the doctor came in and said your contractions look like they are strong and regular let’s check and see how dialed you are… we were 10 cm. She asked if I would you like to do a couple test pushed and she would call the delivery team. So we started pushing. At 4:28 pm on July 14 exactly 2 weeks early, after 15 minutes of pushing and just as the team walked in the room my little Millie popped out into the world. 6 pounds 2 ounce 19 1/4 inches.
She was just big enough to stay with us and not go to the nicu. After a couple hours we went to postpartum and my husbands family got to meet her. We worked on breastfeeding most of the time and had nurses in and out of the room a million times a day and we tried to rest.
We came home yesterday. 3 days after delivery and 4 days after the unexpected trip to the hospital! It’s crazy and stressful and I need sleep but I’m so happy to have this little angel! She’s so incredibly good and just happy to sleep and cuddle you. Oh and feed all the time.. we are still working on breastfeeding. It’s really hard. I worry she’s not getting enough food and she wants to eat all crazy times.. 10 mins here, 30 there then for an hour in the middle of the night. I’ve cried a lot.. last night I cried cause I was so happy she peed. Lol its the little things.
I’m super excited my mom is flying in on Saturday I can’t wait for her to meet her first grandchild. So we are just taking everything min by min and telling ourselves we got this!
I’m so sick of having bad appointments.
Yesterday we had an ultrasound with our high risk doctor. Our little girl is falling behind again they have her in the 30th percentile again.
The amniotic fluid is low so they said I needed to drink more water.
She did say the cord flow is better then last time so I guess lightening my load at work and at home has been helping.
Millie is 4 pounds 14 ounces now and she said if I am able to go full term she should be about 7 pounds. But she still really thinks my blood pressure is just a time bomb. Even though my regular ob, the one that is going to deliver my child, thinks if we made it this far we are going to be fine although it is still a possibility just not as big of one as before.
All and all my husband was very unhappy with the appointment and let me know when we got home saying I don’t care about my daughter cause I keep doing things I’m not supposed to and I’m not taking care of her or myself. So now he is a water nazi and wants me to cut my hours back at work even more. He did clean the house this morning so I would be able to relax but I felt really bad yesterday by him yelling at me. I care more about this baby then I have anything ever in my life and I am trying everything to be healthy for her but life can’t be put on hold and we are not made of money so I still need to work and the house still needs to be taken care of I’m just trying to find a balance.
Well next appointment is a week from tomorrow with our regular doctor and we will see what she says. She is far more positive then the high risk. After this appointment I will be 36 weeks and from there on out we will be seeing her every week till Millie comes.
We also had our baby shower that for some reason I forgot to post about.. it was very fun we had lots of fun games and great food and got lots and lots of cute baby stuff. We still have a lot of must haves on our registry but my husband’s friends from work are having a baby shower for him on the 11th so he won’t let me buy anything till after that.
And here’s my 8 month 2 weeks and 3 days baby bump. Lol yeah I couldn’t pick a round about time. I like making things difficult.
Well technically tomorrow is 34 weeks but doctors appointment was today. The doctor has been happy with my blood pressure numbers and said as long as they stay like this we will be going to full term! Or longer… that I’m not as excited about lol. I’m up to 16 pounds gained now.. so I’m getting close to what they wanted me to gain hopefully I don’t blow up in the next 6 weeks. For the most part I feel good, I’ve been sleeping good even with this wiggle worm having dance party’s in my tummy every time I stop moving. I have been feeling very tired though. I want a nap everyday and working makes me want two.
Heart burn though…. OMG it is awful!! Like all the time now and it will not let up.
The infection in my groin is gone for the most part but I have something the doctor said in a long scientific word that means extra skin growth. That I guess is very common when your pregnant so we are watching to see if it will go away after she’s born if not we have to cut it off. Pregnancy does some weird things to your body…
So let’s close this off with a picture of my very dirty mirror at work… oh yeah and my big ol pregnant self.
ONLY 6 WEEKS TILL MY DUE DATE!!
We have had a crazy 2 weeks!!
We finally got the nursery all finished. It’s all painted and the trim is fixed. And everything is moved in! I absolutely love it in there. Realizing we have a lot of stuff so far. And still have the baby shower coming up June 11.
Now we have to start working on the rest of the rooms since my brother in law is moving in in 3 days and taking our room.
2 weeks ago we also had a nasty dog fight between 3 of my dogs that ended in one having surgery to sow her neck closed. That got really infected and was a nightmare to keep clean. Then another dog got put on meds to stop her from loosing bladder control only for it to make her loose complete use of her back legs. So she got taken off that but put on arthritis meds.
After all this fun last Tuesday I pulled my groin getting in the shower. The doctor said it’s not uncommon cause everything down there is all stretched out and wobbly right now. But oh my gosh does it hurt. And a week later its still not going away. Work being so busy and trying to do stuff around the house and the ever growing weight on the front of me probably isn’t helping.
The sinks at Sam’s are just the right height to support all my baby!
I had my last doctor’s appointment on friday. I’m up to a total of 10 pounds gained. She said the baby is growing great. My blood pressure tracking has been good. She was so happy we have made it 30 weeks with out any major events so she feels we are coming out of the woods. We are far enough along that if my blood pressure decides to go crazy in the future the baby will be okay. Still hoping it doesn’t but at least now we are not stressing about it.
We also had our last birthing class last night. They were good classes I’m really glad we took them. We both got a really good idea of what to expect and how to cope with things. Even just knowing when to go to the hospital and where to go when we get there really put me at ease.
Now we just watch and wait.. we have just over 2 months to go.