The Gall Bladder Story Part 1

So, I thought I would write down really quick about my recent visits to the hospital. I know one day I'm going to forget some of the details. hahaha! So, it starts out on Thursday, April 22, 2010. Theo was home that day and we had just been messing around the house doing this or that. I started to feel this upper abdominal pain. It at first started to kinda feel like a cramp of sorts, but it was weird to me because it was so far up on my abdomen, like basically right under my boobs. So eventually it gets so bad to where I'm hunched over groaning in pain. So we decide to head to the emergency room. I didn't know if it had something to do with the c-section, like possibly and infection...or what. So we get to the emergency room at Johns Hopkins Bayview. They tell us that because I'm within that 6 week post postpartum gap, that I have to go to Labor and Delivery. I'm thinking in the back of my mind "Grrreeeaaattt!!!" as if I haven't been there enough lately. LOL We get there, they check me into the triage room and we sit in wait while in pain. The nurses come in, the Dr comes in...and they tell me it's just gas. Because of my c-section they said a lot of times gas can build up and be very painful. They told me to stop taking Percocet because that just makes it worse. Okay...so good to go. The pain had stopped by this point anyways. I still thought it was odd, because this was evening and I had already had to bowel movements. So I just wasn't so sure they were right. Plus, I've never known gas to be that painful! But we go home and about our merry little way. Saturday, April 24, 2010 rolls around. Doing the same thing. Messing around the house when this pain starts again. I take what they suggested for me. Some like laxative of sorts (even though I had already that day had bowel movements.). It does squat and the pain just gets worse to where I'm crying over it. So back to the L&D we go! They checked me in fairly quickly being that I was bawling my eyes out from pain. The Dr comes in and feels around my upper abdominal area and says that he believes I might have gall stones. "Whaaaaat?!" So happy that they weren't telling me it was gas AGAIN, they send me down to get an ultra sound. After that, the Dr comes in and confirms that I have gall stones. Great! I asked him what that meant and he explained that it had to do with cholesterol forming into hard little balls and blocking the way that bile goes out. Thus causing the pain! LOL He tells me that because it's not infected or inflamed that I didn't need to have an emergency surgery. He said that he'd give a number to the general surgeons and I can set up an appointment to have my gall bladder removed. Of course I'm starting to panic! Oh no! Not another surgery! Will it go like my c-section? All the questions keep coming and coming in my mind. But I try not to panic. Meanwhile the Dr prescribed me more Percocet for the pain if it comes back and he told me to stay on a low fat/non fat diet. Joy Joy! So, I call Monday, I set up an appointment with a surgeon to have a consultation on Wednesday, April 28, 2010. I go in with my Man Man, she tells me that she would like to remove the whole gall bladder. Explains what the gall bladder does, why I'm having the problem and how removing it would fix the problem. Apparently it is very common to have this problem A)During or right after pregnancy or B)Rapid weight loss/gain. I had lost 36.5lbs in less than 5 weeks so that's a pretty rapid weight loss, plus I had just finished being pregnant. The Dr told me that's what she thought was the reason why I had the problem. She says because I'm young and healthy she sees no reason to schedule a surgery any sooner than 6-8 weeks after my c-section. She explained that it wasn't good to have more than 1 surgery within 6 weeks. So she said after my postpartum check-up we'd schedule the surgery. I was to remain on the same diet and take the Percocet if the pain came back. Good to go! I was worried that it might come back. The last time it had happened I couldn't even pick up the baby. So I was a bit panicked that it might happen again when I was home alone with the baby. But she assured me that everything would be good to go. So I head home. Late Thursday night April 29, 2010, after having such a wonderful day, (may I note, I did all kinds of house work and even made dinner in the crock-pot?) I was sitting on the sofa holding the baby when I felt the pain come back. "Oh no!" I said. Theo was in the kitchen and heard me and he replied "What?" I sat the baby down, popped 2 Percocets and within those few short seconds the pain got so much worse I started to feel nauseous. I ran back to the bathroom and hurled my guts out! The pain was so awful that I was gasping for air...I couldn't catch my breath. Theo called 911. We both knew what it was, but it had NEVER been this bad. Meanwhile I have no concept of time, I just keep puking everything I ever ate in my life, up and gasping for air. The pain was something so indescribable! The Paramedics came and put me on some kinda chair and carried me down the stairs to a stretcher and then they put me in the ambulance. That ride, even though it was to a hospital less than 5 minutes away...seemed like the longest, loneliest ride of my life. Theo couldn't ride with the baby, so he followed in the truck. I didn't exactly realize this at the time, but I knew he probably would meet me at the hospital. Anyways, so I get to the hospital....and guess what...I have to take a break...Man Man needs to be fed. I thought I might be able to finish the whole thing, but I guess not. *sigh* Such is the life of a Mother. LOL Hopefully I'll finish the rest soon! :)

Man Man's 1 Month Old Today!!!!

So, today, my son, Isaiah Brent is 1 month old! I can't believe it! How has time gone by so fast! Today we had to go to our WIC appointment! He is now 22.5inches long and 12.5lbs! WOAH!!!!! He's grown so much in the past few weeks. While we were sitting in the waiting room waiting to go back to our appointment, there was a lady there with a 2 year old girl and a baby boy in the car seat. I thought, from his cry and size that he was probably 2-3weeks old. HA! He was older than my son! He was 5 1/2 weeks old! hahahah! That baby was most certainly 1/2 the size of Isaiah! How crazy is that! It's obvious the goodness breast milk provides for my little man! I am so happy pumping and giving him bottles. I know that nursing mothers and in general, it's healthier to have them latch on to your boob...but I can't explain how happy I am to give him breast milk in bottles. Plus the bonuses of bottle feeding are that I can see how much he's getting, and someone else can help feed him at times. That's SUPER great. And you know...today, when I was thinking about whether I made the right decision to give him bottles, he looked at me while I was feeding him...and he gave me a look that said "I'm here Momma! I know it's you!" and then he grabbed my thumb with his little hand! How precious is that?! I disagree with the "when they nurse they have such a strong bond." to a certain extent. I believe if you work hard enough, they will still have that bond. He knew it was me...and he loves me. I know he does. It just made me feel so good and all gushy on the inside. LOL Such a sweet boy! A milestone he's reached is that last night, he slept through the night for the 1st time!!!!! He went to bed a bit before 11p.m. and slept solid until a bit after 4a.m! I did dances for joy! LOL And then once he did wake up at 4a.m. he barely drank 3oz with his eyes closed and passed right back out! How great is that?! Also another thing he did this month, actually more like the past 2 days...he has made quick small cooing noises. Like they only last like 2 seconds while he's smiling and I'm talking to him. But it's so funny, because when it happens, he startles himself! It's hilarious! So hopefully soon, he'll start babbling away! YaY!!!! I can't wait for him to laugh! Right now, I can tell he's a bit ticklish! I like to kiss under is 10 chins (hahahaha) and on his neck and he always smiles REALLY big when I do that. So hopefully soon he'll laugh as well! That'd be so amazing! Let's see...what else has happened in the last month? Well, I guess that's about it. I'm starting to heal and feel a LOT better! I have SO much more energy and I'm so happy! I've missed it! LOL It's still kinda hard balancing the baby, feeding, pumping and housework, but to be honest...that's all I have to do! I'm so grateful for that. I'm grateful I can stay at home with my son, and tend to him all day everyday. I'm so happy that the only stress I have to really worry about is cleaning a house. Actually an apartment! hahaha! I actually consider myself quite spoiled! I have a very loving husband who is SO encouraging and just tenderly cares for me. I have a Mother who is beyond words helpful! I call her all the time for any little question or any little thing I might want to talk about. She's always willing to hop in a car in any second and come rushing to MD if I need it. I mean...honestly....how many people do you know who have as much love and help as I have. Seriously, I'm beginning to think I might be so spoiled I won't be able to function on my own at all! hahahaha! I love it! Plus to be honest, it just helps me stay so positive and motivated to have so much support. For real. If I were to get postpartum depression...WOAH! It would seriously have to be because there's too many chemical imbalances in my brain! hahahaha! I thank God ever day for such strong amazing people in my life. And there are definitely more people who are awesome as well! I just always find myself overwhelmed with gratitude for the people who are positive influences in my life! Well, I think I should get ready here to run Man Man a bath. He DESPERATELY needs one! He'll be waking up here soon! Tomorrow we have an appointment to go and have a consultation with a general surgeon about my gall stone. Oh yeah! That's a new development. I, as of this past Saturday was diagnosed with a gall stone. Let me tell you, that's a PAINFUL experience! Anyways, hopefully tomorrow the surgeon will schedule me for the surgery, cause I need to get this thing out! Also, Rachel Fleming is supposed to be coming to visit! And she's bringing dinner! Yipeee!!!! :) Although, I decided today, that I need to pull out my brand new crock-pot and start using it! I need to start cooking more meals! hahaha! Anyways, I'm off! Good Night All! :)

The Labor Story Part 3-Saturday(3-27-10)

I'm on a roll tonight! This is the 3rd blog I've typed for tonight! WhooHoo! :)

Saturday, March 27th, 2010, also known as, Addie's 23rd birthday! :)
So, after everything had been done, I failed to dilate any further. The Dr's let me sit on pitocin for 6hrs and I still, nothing else happened. The Dr came in and told me that it had gone on too long now, and that she wanted to do a c-section. I agreed and started getting really nervous. I asked how long it would take to get the baby out. Her reply was "usually no more than 5 minutes at the most, that being after we make the incision." Then I asked how long the actual c-section would take and her reply was "Normally it doesn't take more than an hour and a half. But that's rare." At this point Dad and Isaiah arrived. They came almost right before I went in for the c-section. The epidural guy came in and explained to me, that because I had an epidural, that should be all I'd need for the c-section and I should be able to stay awake and see the baby being born. I was really happy to hear that. They examined me one more time, checked to see where the baby was at. I still hadn't dilated anymore. As everyone's starting to dart around the room and get everything ready, we called Ezekiel and I got to talk to him and tell him what was going on. That was so nice to be able to talk to him and feel like I had everyone there. Theo started to suit up and get ready. They told me that first I'd have to go in, and then right before they'd make the cut, they'd call Theo in. I told them okay. I was scared as crap. I tried not to show it, but really what I wanted to do was break down and cry and run for the door. But I was also eager to get my baby boy out, so I laid there as they wheeled me away from my family. (at this point I would like it to be known that I am crying remembering all of this, and all of this is VERY hard for me to think about and go over in my head. I have avoided it for this reason.) As I'm laying there on the table in this freezing cold room (I remember that was the 1st thing I said when I got in there "It's freezing in here!!!" lol) they uncover me and I'm totally exposed to the cold air. I felt very unprotected but just tried to focus on the fact that the sooner they get me ready the sooner my husband will be able to come in. So I'm laying there. They strap my arms down so that I'm laying basically "T" shaped. The epidural dude (who I will also note, up until this point I thought it was ENTIRELY weird) put an oxygen mask on me and was telling me that he numbed me all the way up to just under my boobs. I still couldn't feel anything. He asked "Can you feel that?" and I was like "Feel what?" He then told me he had been pinching my skin up on my chest....hahaha...I never felt it. I was feeling pretty darn good at this point. They told me they were about to tell Theo to come in. The epidural guy explains to me that he can make me not feel any sharp pains but besides that, that's all he can do for me. I told him okay and that I was feeling good. He started rubbing my head, which sounds weird, but it was oddly very comforting. Then Theo comes in. I'm talking to him about this or that....and then I all of a sudden felt this MASSIVE amount of pressure! I don't know how else to explain it! I started yellping with pain! They asked what was wrong and I could barely talk, but I told them "pressure! Pressure PRESSURE!!!!!" He kept rubbing my head and telling me he couldn't take that away but just to relax. I tried and started bawling. I was so scared and in so much pain. I was gripping Theo's hand for dear life. All of a sudden I started to feel really sleepy along with the pain. I told them that I felt sleepy and the epidural guy kept rubbing my head and said "It's okay...just close your eyes! Go to sleep!" Before I knew it, I thought I was dying. The beeping of my monitor starts to turn from a solid beeping noise to a blurred drone and the lights above me start swirling and the voices in the background start fading out. I did NOT understand what was going on. I was so scared and officially I remember thinking "This is it. I'm dying. This is what it feels like to die." And thats the very last thing I remember. The next thing I know is that the beeping starts turning into a more solid beeping noise again, but this time, I could not recall ANYTHING!!!!! I had NO idea where I was, what was happening, or what had happened for that matter! I started crying right away. The only thing I did remember was that I wanted Theo! Right there and then, I needed him. I was so scared. I kept trying to talk, but nothing would come out of my mouth. Finally I cried out, "Where's my husband?! I need him! I want my husband!!!" I was bawling so badly. Scared....I know I've used it, but some how that just does NOT describe how I felt. I finally heard them say "He's in the room across the hall! We're going to get you to him, don't worry. He's right there!" I couldn't open my eyes, I had NO idea who was talking to me....I just had NO clue. The only thing I knew, was that I wanted Theo and I felt like I was going to loose it if he wasn't there. Then...the epidural guy says "Honey, we have to take the epidural out." As they're sitting me up (cause I certainly had no power over my body) I feel him yanking it out of my back and I scream "NOOOO!!!! I need it! I don't want to hurt!" Then I'm pretty sure I passed out again. Again I woke up and they were saying they were going to move me onto the bed. I kept screaming and bawling for Theo. They continued to tell me the same thing. Finally....OMG! FINALLY, with me bawling and steady calling for him, they roll me into the recovery room. I hear Theo finally say "I'm here! I'm right here!" and I screamed "Why did you leave me?!" at him. Maybe not so much screamed, but more as cried and strongly asked. lol I was so upset. At this point...I did NOT remember that I had A)Been pregnant and B)Had a baby. I still at this point could not open my eyes. I still was so confused and I'm pretty sure I kept passing out, cause everything just seem to keep coming in waves. I could hear my Mom saying "Hannah! Here's your baby! He's here! Hannah look! He's right here! He's beautiful!" It took me a LONG time to register what she was saying. She says the whole time she was trying to put his face up against my cheek so I could feel him. I don't remember that. I also could feel someone had my right hand and someone had my left. Theo was trying to explain to me that he didn't leave me. He had to come out with the baby. THEN, it finally registered, where I was, why I was there and that I had actually had a baby! I asked them if they had given him formula and they said they had and that started my bawling all over again. Finally I tried to start opening my eyes again. It was so hard. I can't even explain to you the heaviness. Like saying there was a 10lbs weight on each eye, doesn't quite describe it. Its very hard to remember all that went on after this. I know that at some point I finally started to figure out what was going on. I finally saw my baby and my reply was..."Oh.....he's so......cute..." it was in a very drugged tone they all tell me. I also at some point realized Addie had my left hand. Then at a different point in time, I realized Isaiah had my right hand...and which point I replied "Oh.....Hi." I more than anything just remember the confusion. It did take a long time for that to come back. As a matter of fact, I was pretty much knocked out for a solid 24hrs. The drug they gave me after that was pretty strong and every time I hit the button to pump more into my system, it would knock me out again. So, now that I've typed out how I felt about it all. I will later on, write a blog about things that happened that I don't remember but Theo and Mom told me about. I was really knocked out and foggy headed and confused for a long time...just about 24hrs if not more. So, a lot to me, I'm just going off what they said happened, cause I certainly have no recollection of it all. Anyways, I think I've done enough crying for tonight. I will try and get on here soon and fill in the rest of the blanks. But I can tell you, I will NEVER for the rest of my life, forget these feelings. NEVER!

The Labor Story Part 2-Friday (3-26-10)

So my laboring story continues on Friday, March 26th, 2010!
I can't at the moment exactly remember where I left off, so I'm going to start with the morning of the 26th when I woke up and realized my laboring had stopped.
So, I woke up around 9a.m. and realized that I hadn't been woken up by any labor pains and I sure as heck didn't feel any now. lol So, we all got up, Theo, Mom and Addie. We all showered and got dressed, re-packed up the hospital stuff and headed to the mall. When we got there my labor pains def picked up again! They were strong and intense, and about 7 minutes apart. Then after walking oh....about 30minutes, I kept getting contractions every few steps I took. And they'd be so bad I'd have to stop and sit down or grip onto Theo and Mom for dear life. This whole time, every time I went to the bathroom I'd have some kinda discharge. It was brown mucus type stuff, which was the mucus plug, so after I couldn't take much more of the pains, we headed back to the hospital. This was around 5pm. I checked into Labor and Delivery Triage, and they monitored the baby and I for like 2hrs. My blood pressure kept rising. The Dr came in and told me that even though my contractions were still inconsistent, with the blood pressure and a few other factors, I was on the verge of not being okay. Because she didn't want me to go home and then the situation to get worse, she decided to check me into the hospital, induce me on pitocin(sp?). So we finally get all checked in, they put me in a room, Mom and Addie join us. After a little bit on the pitocin, I decide I'm going to go for an epidural. The pain was not hard at the time, but everyone says contractions are worse on pitocin, so I decided to get it before I would regret not getting it. They gave me an epidural and also decided to insert a Fulley Bulb (sp?). The pitocin was to get my contractions consistent and more frequent. The bulb was to get my cervix to open up more and dilate. I dilated to 6cm within 4hours. They had great hope for me. The bulb came out because it had done it's job and the contractions stayed strong and consistent. I could NOT feel them and was in heaven! I felt so good I got to nap through it all. Best sleep EVERRRR! lol By this point we had made it into Saturday morning and I had not dilated anymore. The Dr's decided it was time to take some action.

A Break From The Labor Story....

So, I know it's been awhile! And I know I should finish the "Labor Story", and I will, but it's just now, I have time to blog and I don't feel like talking about that. I have a few things that have just been hurting my heart so very much lately. I have prayed and prayed about it, and I just am at a loss. So I figure blogging is the best solution. LOL So, anyways, here's the deal. I have found through this whole process of getting married and having a child...that life changes will let you know who are your true friends and who aren't. Now, I have had some pretty darn good friends. One's who have been by my side through pretty much everything. So why is it, that all of a sudden, these changes, a certain friend, one of whom I've considered my closest, seem to push them away? I don't understand. I have prayed about this and seeked council over this. I am not in the wrong here sadly. I wish there was something I could blame myself for, because maybe it might make the hurt not nearly as bad. Not only have a read my Bible, prayed, forsook council, talked with this extensively with my husband, I have also tried talking to this friend. And nothing changes. Now, I'm not trying to feel sorry for myself, but I am merely stating that I have recently had a very hard time lately. The c-section was very traumatizing to me. Whether it is to other people doesn't matter....my family who was there can tell you...I will more than likely have post traumatic stress from it all. And I can tell you...that as of right now...that's true. I have a feeling a bit further down the road, I will break down over it all again. I know that certain people will never and don't understand what it feels like to have a c-section...and some women can go through it just fine....I on the other hand did NOT. Anyways, I don't want to go into that now, but the point of that is, do you think this friend knows ANYTHING about how I'm feeling and what I've been dealing with lately?! Nothing! This friend may think they know, but they have NO IDEA!!!!! Lately there's been small efforts to contact me...but to be honest, I haven't wanted to respond to them. I feel like half the efforts are lame excuses. Tell me how they can make so much time to do EVERYTHING else but be there for me?! I don't understand. Someone suggested to me, that maybe this is their way of saying they just are done with me and they don't want to consider themselves close to me anymore. Well...if that's the case...I wish that person would just come out and say it. It would make things so much easier for me!!! It really would. It would be totally unfair to me, but at the same time, whens someone's being honest, can you honestly be mad at them? I don't think I can. At least I try not to be, if, I feel they're being really honest. Anyways, on the upside of all of that...I've learned I have some really good friends in people I didn't exactly know I could be really good friends with. There have been quite a few people who have made such an amazing effort to come and see me and visit with me and make sure I'm doing well. Shannon Baxter, yet again, such an amazing friend, even if she can't be there in person...she texts me and calls me and makes sure that I feel loved by her. Another person like that is Shenise Edmonds. I am SO grateful for that girl! She's def far away from me in person, but texts me, facebooks me, and always makes sure she's there for me. And to think...we've only met in person about 2x's. She also is making a trip here soon, at the end of the month, and is going to come and see me! She's coming from...I think Utah? How amazing is that?! Then there's Laban and Tracy who were amazing and have been the only people to offer to cook a meal and bring it. Oh, actually Mrs Carter did too, but she's sick so we haven't gotten hers yet! LOL Tracy even offered to take days off work to come and help me out. They do not make a ton of money and I know it would be a sacrifice taking off work, but she offered and that geaster moved me to tears. So sweet and kind. Sharyn Thomas drove all the way from VA Beach to visit me with a 5 month old! She spent a nice relaxing afternoon with us and her cute CUTE baby Liam! It was so nice to have her here and I felt so grateful for the fact that she also was willing to drive up and see me. Treneka and Sheneka Gross and Katrina Stewart have been here to see me in MD multiple times. Treneka was even so sweet as to give my Man Man his own personal photo shoot. Also, when I went down to VA for a VERY short trip, they had an early Mother's Day gift waiting for me! There are also Mrs Freed and Rachel Fleming who are coming here soon, but the dates for them to come haven't gotten here yet. LOL Also, I have had overwhelming amounts of help from my Mom and my sister. They have come up, I believe 3x's since the baby was born? Maybe 2, it's late and I can't exactly remember. LOL Mom is always willing to drop anything and come running. The other day, when the baby had been up all night, I went into her bedroom early in the a.m. and asked her to just take the baby for a bit. She no questions asked, jumped right up to help. These kinds of things make me cry now, as I sit and type this. Now I know some of you might say "Oh well, that's her Mom, she's supposed to be like that." I am grateful for my Mom in ways I can't express with words. It doesn't matter whether she's "supposed" to be helpful or not. My sister as well! She's been so helpful and she jumped and done things that go above and beyond what she might normally do. So tell me, with all this love, why is it, that someone who claims to be my best friend and family...can treat me like they're treating me?! How is that possible?! I've come to the conclusion that it's not. No one that truly cares about you, and really loves you, treats someone this way. I have done nothing wrong. Nor do I deserve that kind of treatment. So, even though it hurts my heart so much, I am going to focus on the people that are making overwhelmingly kind gestures. I cry as I type this, because I am so truly touched by these people who have made sacrifices for me. There are also a few other people who have been sweet enough to just text me and ask how I'm doing and tell me they love me and they care, and they don't expect anything back. People like Kim Bosson, Kelly Spellane, Ezekiel Brooks, Kayla Sasser, Jessica Gray and John Sluga. If I forgot anyone I'm really sorry! Anyways, I do feel a bit better, and I'm just going to focus on those who I know really care! Anyways, maybe now that I'm done with this, I'll finish my laboring story! hahahaha!

The Labor Story Part 1-Thursday (3-25-10)

Well.....where to start? So much has happened since the last time I wrote on here! There's just so much to say, and I don't have enough time to sit down and type it all out. Right now I should be taking advantage of the fact that he's sleeping, and I should be showering or something....but instead, I find myself just wanting to type down everything before I forget it all. I guess maybe I should start with him being born. I did write a blog about actually going into labor for real. LOL It was insane.
Basically, getting this kid out...took about 3 days! It was redunk! I was actually in labor...but...well....Let me just start from the beginning. We'll see how far I get. If I can't finish I'll just leave it off and try and finish some other time. So...*deep breathe* Here goes!

Thursday-I spent the day thinking of ways to put myself into labor. I finally decided that I wasn't doing the wrong things...but I wasn't doing it in the right way! Like the walking and what not...I figured that I should do some all in a row and see what happens. So I went to Taco Bell for lunch. I ate some spicy food. Then, I came home...rested a bit. Then Theo came home and this is going to be TMI for some people so I'm giving you a warning. If you don't wanna read it...skip below like two lines. LOL hahahaha Anyways, Theo and I had sex. Very uncomfortable sex, but we managed to get the sperm where it needed to go! hahaha! Then as soon as I was done with that...I went on a long-ish walk. A long walk for a pregnant lady....a short walk for anyone who's fit and un-pregnant. hahahaha! Then when I was done with the walk I climb about...Oooo......6 flights of stairs. Then I took a shower. After that Theo asked me if I wanted to go and hang over at his friend Jamie's house. I said sure why not. We went over there and I started getting some EXTREME cramping. But this I thought to be fake since I'd felt it before and it had managed to do nada! LOL That was around 4pm. The cramping continued and started turning into contractions. I still at this point had no leakage of fluids or anything. So I just ignored it. Well it started to get more than uncomfortable, so Theo and I left Jamie's house around 10p.m. and then drove to the house to get our luggage for the hospital. We ended up at the hospital at about 11p.m. After them examining me they finally announced that I was for sure in active labor and that I had FINALLY dilated 1cm! HALLELUJAH!!!! It only took FOR FREAKING EVER! LOL Anyways, at that point I then called my Mom and Addie and the immediately headed on their way up to MD. The Dr told me that I could go home if I wanted. She said I would get more rest that way since the beginning stages of labor take forever! LOL So Theo and I, once again, left the hospital. We met Mom and Addie here back at the apartment. We all crashed back into bed. When I woke up in the morning, I discovered that my contractions had just stopped. I was mega frustrated! However when I peed I did have some discharge (of which I was pretty sure was my mucus plug). I forgot to mention that before we left early early Friday morning, they did strip my membranes to try and get things going a bit faster. Anyways...we all decide more walking is the solution to getting my labor to pick up again! Joy joy! LOL So we all showered and went to the mall! Okay....I think this is enough for right now. I don't want to over do it. I'm going to go and shower and then probably feed the baby again. Then I'll try and get back on here and we'll do Friday's events! LOL Maybe that's how I'll write these blogs. One day at a time! :) Genius! LOL

I'm In Real Labor Now!!!!!

So, I am very proud to say, I'm am officially in labor!!! It's so exciting! Yesterday I decided to try 3 things back to back. LOL So, we had sex, I walked about a mile, then climb some stairs... VIOLA! It worked! That was about 4pm when I started cramping really hard, and then they started to turn into contractions that I couldn't talk while having. We were at Jamie Hernandez's at the time...so we left there about 10pm and came home then went to the hospital! I was soooooo happy when the Dr checked me and said I was dilated!!!! I am actually in real labor even though I sit typing this right now. LOL The contractions last night were coming less than 10minutes apart, but still fairly sporadically. They have continued and at the moment I am slowly loosing my mucus plug! Hip Hip Hooray!!! My body is finally getting with the program! LOL And little man is getting excited, I can tell. I'm pretty sure he's all ready. LOL So Mom and Addie came up last night. The hospital sent us home so that I could be more relaxed while having the pains. I did get about 4 hours of sleep, but I did wake up every now and again with contractions. So anyways, we're now off to the mall to walk and get these contractions to kick in a bit more! I'm so happy and excited!!!!!! Yipeeeee My little man is on his way!!!! :)