ok back...

Haha I paused for a few days hun??? Back to the birth story.
Finally my Nurse midwife checked me again & I was 4cm. I let her break my water as I got all my antibiotics. I was 5cm when she got done breaking my water. I had to go to the bathroom so I decided to pee before I couldn't get up. I went to the bathroom & had a few contractions on the toilet. The Nurse came by & said "Don't deliver on the toilet." I figured it was time to get off seeing as she had said that & I had heard about women delivering on the potty. As soon as I stood up I got a contraction. Oh man it was bad. So bad in fact I lost all my control. I could hardly make it back to the bed & when I did I stood near it just trying to bear with the pain. I called for an epidural. I was in so much pain I was frantic. I really lost control! I got on the bed on all 4s & asked for Nancy or Arthur to counter pressure on my back., That just felt worse and it Burned so bad! I was sweating terribly & just begging Arthur to please help me. Nancy had to continually tell me to breathe. It hurt so bad I just wanted to pass out & couldn't even breathe. Finally the anesthesiologist came in and started talking to me, I told him I know all of it and just give me the epi. He hurried to get his stuff. I was in so much pain that as he prepped my back he said because I was so loosing it that he would give some instant relief. Which then he told me I should feel some relief. I relaxed a little thinking I would be ok, I knew that should help. It didn't!!! The next contraction it with a vengeance. I still felt all the pain I had before. He got the epi in and said he was going to lay me back before he put in the meds so I would be comfortable. Once laid back they needed to find the baby's heartbeat, which they found but it was low. I think in the 70's. So everyone was pushed aside. They told me to get on my left side, I said I couldn't I was so exhausted. They told me my baby needed me to. I rolled on my left side, they turned on the oxygen, put the mask on my face and my NM asked if I felt pressure or if I had to push. I didn't know, I was just too out of it to even answer. She checked me and the baby's head was right there, ready to be born. She told me to push. I pushed and thought, Oh I have to poop, no, no, I know that feeling I have to push through it. Once more push, the NM told me to push easier and out came the head. Next were the shoulders, I hate how they always feel stuck on my bones. Then the baby slid out and they held it up with legs slightly open & I saw it was a boy. They put him Right on my chest & I cried. The epi guy had run out of the room as soon as they put me on my side, he was grossed out, poor guy. So I never got the pain meds, just the tube in my back. Arthur was crying. They asked his name & I told them Douglas Ivar :)
We bonded for a long time, Arthur cut the cord and I nursed Dougie. We just loved each other up!
Later they came to take him to weigh him & clean him. The Epi guy came back, pulled out the epi tube.
Hind site is this. If I had paid closer attention to my body I would have realised I went into transition once I stood up off the toilet. I would have known that I had dilated when I was on the potty. I would have known that the intense pain I had was him moving down the birth canal. I feel I really screwed up. I'm sad that I called for the Epi & very sad I lost my cool. I'm also very upset that Dougie had to wait to be born. I'm sure that he was waiting the entire time it took me to get the epi as I was in a sitting position. He was just waiting to come out & I stressed his heart out by making him wait. I also think I would have felt the pushing pressure if I was standing or laying on my back. I wish the end had gone differently but I can't change it :(
In the end I'm very happy my baby is healthy & I love him!

Long time no post!

So much has happened since I last posted. I'll try to do some posing while the baby is napping.
So last time I posted I was showing off all my knitting. I have done much more since then.
My pregnancy with our 6th term child was getting very hard toward the end. I really thought I would go into labor early seeing as Makanah was 9 days early. I even went Black Friday shopping & I was 38 weeks pregnant. I was certain it would happen then! But no Black Friday came & went. As tired as I was I felt really good on Black Friday and was able to do everything I normally would do on BF. Shopping, Getting our Christmas Tree, unloading all the gifts. It was a great day with my Hubby :)
As my Due date crawled closer I was really worried about going overdue & having to be induced. Sure enough on my due date my Nurse midwife checked me and I wasn't even dialated! No progress! Sigh, I really didn't want to be induced. I figured this would be my last child & I wanted everything to be natural. Well on december 11th I woke up to the stomach virus. Oh man talk about discusting. An over due pregnant lady puking & crying because I was so huge, puking... Diareah. So not pretty. I spent the whole day not being able to get anything into me or keep anything down. Not even water. At the end of the day I was contracting which I figured was due to the fact I was dehydrated. I thought I was surely going into labor. So rather then make a midnight run, having to wake all the kids and such, we decided to take them to the Wilkies house and head to the hospital ourselves. We got everyone ready, all the bags packed in the truck & went to drop of the kids. We dropped them off, met Nancy at the park & Ride in Cobleskill, then preceeded to the hospital. When we got to the hospital my contractions were about 5 mins apart & pretty strong. I was checked. NO dialation!!! NONE! I was so upset. They decided just to hook me up to an IV to get me hydrated and a monitor to check my contractions. My bloodpressure was really high, as it had been the last few months, so they wanted to watch that too. So we spent the night in the hospital. Nancy in the chair & Arthur in the recliner. What a great support team I have :) Throughout the night I had random contractions that I found myself breathing through but I thought they were no big deal becuase I had harder ones earlier that resulted in nothing. In the morning the nurse midwife came in to deiscuss what we should do. My BP was still high so they wanted to induce me. I was overdue anyway. They wanted to insert Cervidel. Yikes no way. I had that once and it was terrible. So I begged to just start PIT. She told me she would check me but becuase I wasn't at all dialated just 12 hours earlier they couldn't start with PIT. They had to soften my cervix first. Well when she checked I was 2cm & soft. YAY!!! Those random contractions had done something. She said she could break my water but I told her no. I know how hard contractions get when your water is broke. We started PIT at about 9:30am. I had very mild contactions that built over time with the increases of PIT. I wanted to wait to have my water broke until I had all my antibiotics in my system, which I had to have because I was Group B Positive.
pause... the baby is hungry, I'll be back to continue

I want to show the world!!!

I guess, without boasting, I want to say I am so proud of my knitting. I taught myself how to knit last year around august. I decided to cloth diaper Makanah & found out that wool is a great cover. Now, now, yes I thought wool was terrible, itchy, yucky stuff that I would never want to wear. Boy I couldn't have been more wrong! I'm sure most people think that about wool We remember our moms putting a wool coat on us, or some other wool clothing item that made us very uncomfortable. So uncomfortable in fact that we could think of nothing else but getting that item off of us! Well wool, is not really like that. When it is processed & chemicalized in plants by manufacturer's, it takes on the terrible itchy feel. Alot of untreated wool is very nice & becomes even softer when washed in the right wool wash (NEVER WOOLITE!) or lanolized. Anyway...I'm on a rabbit trail :) So I wanted to learn how to knit. I bought a book and read it. Nope, not me, I'm a visual learner. So I got my pattern & youtubed it! You got it right, where the pattern said K2, I looked it up and found out what it meant & how to do it. So here we are a year later. Want to see what I can do???























And yes there are a few things I didn't take pictures of, I forgot & then they were given away as gifts. The very top photo is 100% Cotton Wash Clothes with handmade soaps as a baby shower gift :)

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For my babies.

I know my babies are in Gods arms :) I picture "Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not for such is the kingdom of God"

My Babies

Be informed.

Think Plan B is safe? Right? In Emergency? Think again. Firstly I am a child of God, I got that way by repenting of my sins and asking Him to save me, live in my life and heart, and take me to heaven when I died. That being said I already know the answers to my first questions. However if anyone is searching for information about this drug then I hope that you stumble upon my post. Maybe it will save your life or your babys life. Take a minute and read the link to the info I'm posting. This drug is being pushed by its makers (ofcourse), it is not safe for a woman or young girl and it in may cases is being used by men as a form of protection on there part. If you are a woman be aware, do not allow anyone to give you pills to take unless you know where they are from. Please, please read this info

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Encouragement without saying a word.

We have these AWESOME neighbors, a couple are crazy but one neighbor we have is just great. I started to clean up the property line between them and us the other day. There was garbage that blew there from the winter, dirt and rocks from plowing, lots of old dead vines and branches, a down fence, well you get the point. So I cleaned alot of it up and raked it all up burning the brush and garbage. We trimmed a few trees. Well our side of the property looked really good. Then yesterday I realized that there side of the property line looks great, they raked and trimmed things up, fixed the fence and it looks awesome. Who knew that encouragement can be done without saying a word :)

Today

Today we got some landscaping timbers set into place and almost finished the back porch floor. We have a long road ahead of us. We intend on finishing the back porch, landscaping, including planting flowers and making flower beds, finishing the siding on the house, adding another porch on the side and cleaning up the inside back porch. This house must sell soon, it is getting small for us. I pray that God leads us in the direction he wants.

My Love :)

Ah my love is 34 today, Yup, 34. We have been together for 15 awesome years and married for 13 years, LUCKY 13 ;) He is the Light of my life, The SunShine when the clouds are over head, The Sugar in my Not Tea that I can't drink, The Beat to the rhythm I walk to, My encouragement to get through life, labor, sickness and more. He's the man that said "It's my fault the mower blades should have been sharpened". He deals with my obsessions, my mood swings and my ugliness to myself. I love him. He is what I wanted all my life, He is my everything. My Love.

And the story of my life goes on, LOL

Last night I was in the hospital! Yup, what a ride. Yesterday I got over zealous and decided that I needed to get off my fat butt and get some exercise, so I thought I would push mow. It started out that I was going to just push mow the front of the house but it looked so darn good that I mowed more and more and more until I had push mowed almost 3/4's of our whole lawn. I was tired a little but I had taken lots of breaks and stayed well hydrated, I know I'm out of shape. After I stopped mowing I had flutters under my breastbone, had a hard time breathing and a ton of pressure on my chest. No pain anywhere but it made me nervous so I called the Dr.'s office and they told me I needed to got to the ER. Well it turns out after 3 hours in the ER and a HORRID drink of Lanicane & Malox that I have extreme Acid Reflux and I had overexerted myself. My male nurse told me I just did this so hubby mows from now on, lol. The funny thing is we have a riding mower in very good running condition but I was to anxious to get my rear in gear. Now I have to be on a diet, YAY. No tea, decaf or caf, it's a total no no. Goodbye to most of my loved food. Maybe now I'll lose some weight, NOT!!!