#pregblr no longer

[theunstuffedpepper]

He’s here! ♥️

Little pip made his arrival on Wednesday afternoon and we are both doing great. We were discharged a mere 27 hours after this beautiful boy was born, which is in line with how speedy this whole process has been. Wednesday morning started with me being pretty sure, but not entirely sure, I was in labor. Thank goodness we called my parents when we did, because they arrived to take care of pep with an hour to spare. My water broke on the way to the hospital. We were admitted to the hospital at 2:20 and pip was born at 4:06. Talk about a different experience from when pep was born.

So far I’m coping SO much better with the first few postpartum days as compared to with pep, also. We have more support since my parents are here, breastfeeding is going well so far, and despite little sleep and my hormone levels crashing, we’re a pretty happy little unit. Pep is NOT sure what the heck this baby is doing crashing his party, but… he’ll warm up to him in time. 😅

[mychronic-painjourney-blog]

Pregnancy Update

When I first found out I was pregnant back in July I was fine. I had no symptoms or anything besides the test I took. Until one day I got morning sickness. I ended up missing a full week of work because of severe morning sickness, and a migraine that wouldn’t go away. The morning sickness was so bad I had to get IV fluids constantly. The second trimester wasn’t so bad, unti I was hospitalized twice. The first time at 21 weeks for false labor pains. And then again after thanksgiving for a kidney infection. Fast forward to the third trimester where I was back in the doctors for threatned preterm labor. Now I’m 33 weeks, no signs of baby showing up anytime soon thankfully. But now I might have another kidney infection, which if not taken care of can also cause preterm labor. The shitty thing is I’ve been on daily antibiotics since my last kidney infection and I’m just really hoping it‘s not a kidney infection again and that it’s just normal third trimester pain

[losingitinjersey]

TW: Pregnancy, conception, way too much TMI in general

Here we go again!  As someone who is of advanced/geriatric maternal age (almost 37) who experienced infertility for years before conceiving my first child naturally, I had no idea what to expect trying to conceive for a second. I was blessed with one and kind of/sort of expected to never get pregnant again.  I think that’s why I grieved no longer being pregnant after I delivered three weeks early, because I thought it would be the only time.  

We have been actively trying to conceive for the last seven months.  I stopped pumping at four months because that’s when I was told is the earliest I could safely conceive again.  Two months ago, I had my annual exam where my favorite midwife shared with me that my cervix was super high and angled back and that alone would make it more challenging to conceive.  She explained that foreplay was a must because it would lower my cervix.  I also needed to make sure I was either on top or being fucked from behind, both of which help the cervix lower.  ALL OF THIS INFORMATION WAS NEW TO ME.  I spent thousands of dollars on IUIs and IVF and three years of my life at a renowned infertility clinic and no one told me any of this information.  She also told me that, while I don’t have PCOS, to start taking Ovasitol which is a powder to help women with PCOS regulate their hormones.  By these powers combined, one month later I tested positive for pregnancy.  

We waited until Christmas Day to tell our families.  That was the longest wait in history since I’m now video chatting with my mom every day so she can get erp time in, and also to help with her quarantine blues.  On Monday, I had my first ultrasound and they confirmed we’re eight weeks pregnant and have a due date of August 15th. This means my babes will be roughly 20 months apart.  Crazy town.

If you recall, we’re waiting to find out where Kevin gets into residency and are planning to move (wherever that may be) in May.  That gives us a few months to get settled, find an OB and a hospital so I can be ready in case I go into labor early again.  All while working full time and caring for erp :)

Obviously, we’re still super early and worried this won’t stick but I’m (amazingly and thankfully) far less anxious than I was the first go around.  Which means, I’m not eating my feelings as much.  Funny enough, as soon as I got the positive result I IMMEDIATELY wanted all the junk food.  Pregnancy is a carb trigger for me, apparently.  Ever since Thanksgiving I’ve been more lenient with my eating.  I’ve allowed myself much more than I have this past entire year of dieting.  I have zero intention of gaining the 70 pounds I did with my first pregnancy.  Hopefully far far far less.  I’m going to be extremely mindful of my intake while also giving myself grace.  I hope to stay active and keep up with walks (even though I haven’t walked this year yet, whoops) and try and do lower carb diet since if I let myself go full carb I know from experience it's a slippery slope that I quickly fall down.  

In February I’ll go back for my 12 week appointment to get the NIPT where we’ll find out the gender. Kevin’s mom swears it’s a boy.  Given that my symptoms this time are different than last, it’s probable.  I feel about a 7 out of 10 every day, not awful but not great.  I wouldn’t say I’m nauseous but I’m also not right. I’m constantly tired and all Christmas break I took at least one nap a day.   It’s hard to believe I’m already doing this again. Pregnancy feels like a recent distant memory, if that makes sense.  We’re thrilled.  We’re in disbelief, but absolutely ecstatic.  

Thank you for continuing to follow me through my fitblr pregblr fitblr and now pregblr modes again.  

[missyousofar]

Baby. ❤️

[justawanderinglostsoul]

I’ve already had to block multiple creeps on here who have pregnancy fetishes. Get tf out of here. I’m no longer using the ‘pregblr’ tag.

On another note, I’m so glad we live overseas right now. The States are not a place I want my kids to live in. I’m glad my husband can keep us overseas for as long as we want. Right now we’re highly considering going back to Japan in a few years. But we’ll see what our options are when the time comes.

[emeraldgenevieve]

End of my tether.

Woke up around 4 (it's now 4:58) to pee AGAIN. Hips are broken. Can't get back to sleep. I've had 3 or 4 light contractions. I doubt anything will happen but thought it was worth documenting. I'm currently 40+9 now 😩😩

[wary-era]

So this might be boring but I’d just like to write out my birth story. I’m mostly writing it for me, to try and put my memories all in order

I woke up February 1st feeling pretty nauseous. After seeing Akay and A out the door I went back to bed a slept most of the morning, I think 😂 woke up around noon or so and eventually made my way out to buy groceries. Prepared supper when I got home and cleaned the kitchen, ended up eating supper right after my guys got home because I was ahead of the game 😛 Nausea was completely gone. Akay was really good that night albeit tired, but no tantrums or meltdowns (thank god). A and I watched Zoolander after Akay fell asleep (I hadn’t seen it before), I ate some pineapple while watching, not because I was thinking of induction but it was really ripe/juicy and the craving was strooong. During/after the movie my tummy was upset and I ended up in the bathroom quite a bit, didn’t strike me as weird due to the nausea earlier. A and I ended up having a shower together with the intention of getting ‘it’ on but we both were too tired afterwards 😂 parent life, man. A went to bed around 11 and I stayed up a bit to watch Legend of Korra. I was tired but not fall asleep tired, ya get me? What else was I gonna do at 11 o'clock anyway? Around 11:30 I started getting cramps that hurt a bit but didn’t really think they were a big deal. I started timing what I assumed were Braxton hicks anyway, at that point they were about 30 seconds and 5 to 10 minutes apart - at the time I didn’t think it was going to amount to much. Another 30 minutes pass and suddenly the ‘Braxton hicks’ really freaking hurt. Like I stopped watching LoK to breath through contractions/think… being the turd I am I decided to wait and see if the contractions stopped/slowed when I got up and moved. No such luck. I waited another 30 minutes before deciding it might be baby time 😅 by this time it was 12:30 and instead of getting A up right away I decided to make the guest bed because someone would need to come over for Akay. After making the bed I went to get A. Walked into the room and he woke up: Him: “Hey what’s up?” Me: “I think I might be in labour.” Him: “What??” Me: “We might have a baby tonight.” He stared at me for like 20 seconds before getting up and walking upstairs. Why did he go upstairs? To get me 😂😂 then walked back downstairs and said, “It guess we should call your parents?” And again walked upstairs. Lmao he seemed so lost. I was still timing contractions at this point which were still 30 seconds but consistently 5 to 8 minutes apart. Called mum and she was so out of it too! Granted it was close to 1 am… she wanted to know how far apart/how long contractions were and if it was a ‘come over right now’ scenario, in fact she almost sounded like she wanted me to wait. Nah, dad got in his truck and got to us a little bit before 1:30. We ended up leaving a bit after 1:30 for a drive that takes around 15 to 20 minutes 😐 By the time we got to the hospital it was close to 2 am and by that time I sure as shit wasn’t closely timing contractions, they sucked! They were still 30 seconds but more often 4 minutes apart. Getting through emergency was easy enough, took about 5 minutes and then it was a 5 minute walk up to the Labour and Delivery ward… now where it got fun. Admitting in L&D took at least 5 minutes, they’re super chill and take their time presumably because they’ve seen it all before. I got into triage pretty fast but had to wait for a doctor. A nurse came in to monitor baby and me and kept asking the exact same questions the admitting nurse asked (annoying af). Mid shitty contractions she kept asking me to lie down or hold still, I did my best but Jesus Christ it sucked. No damn way was I timing contractions anymore, I was just getting through them as each one came. Great, so triage nurse leaves to get a medical student and check my cervix, which took them I dunno, 10 minutes? Felt like an hour of course. By that time I’m standing, rocking against A, and making tons of noise through contractions. I felt like such a turd making all that noise but it seemed to help a bit… Eventually triage nurse and medical student come in the check my cervix. I asked if the anesthiologist is busy which she wasn’t, “awesome!!” I’m thinking; I lie down, nurse sticks her hand up there and just goes wide eyed. The medical student then double checks my cervix and they both run out after mumbling something about needing a room. I’m lying on the bed contracting like, “the fuck is going on?” 😮 right away an L&D nurse with a wheelchair comes in and basically shoves me into it. She literally took off running and called over her shoulder to A that we were in room 1. We arrive in the delivery room and right away about 3 nurses are talking to me, telling me my doctor has been called, asking if I need to poop 😅, a million questions… they wanted me to lie down but I kept contracting and asking for a minute (late sorry ladies!). I then asked if there was still time for an epidural to which one nurse said, “Oh hell no, you’re 10 cm. Baby is coming right away.” I was kind of shocked at that point to be honest. My doctor had mentioned labour would be faster this time but this much faster?? Not my proudest moment but I panicked at that point, I kept telling A I couldn’t do it, wasn’t ready, etc. He was really supportive and encouraging though, despite it falling on deaf ears 😊 I got maybe 2 minutes of nitrous oxide before my doctor came in and I wasn’t allowed that good stuff anymore 😜 my doctor checked my cervix right away (I was already lying down) when I felt a warm gush. I sat up and exclaimed, “Oh my God did I pee on you or was that my water?” Not sure if they laughed but it was definitely my waters breaking. Thinking back on it I laugh, but I’m sure they hear it all the time… I was then instructed to push, which I thought I was doing for some reason but my doctor told me I was just making noise 😅 hah oops. A told me to relax and 'grunt it out’ (exact words), which surprisingly helped. One contraction and I hear my doctor say, “Whoa okay slow down…” next contraction comes right away and my doctor is telling me not to push as hard. I heard that last time with Akay but it still sounds baffling in the moment! From start to finish pushing time was less than 5 minutes. Isla’s head popped out and she screeched at my doctor! She was so tiny and perfect, she came out easily and was put on my chest, the official birth time was 2:27 am! I was so shocked by how tiny she was, not that she was below average but I definitely thought I was having a bigger baby. She was 6 lbs 11 oz to be exact, Akay was a week earlier than she was at 6 lbs 12 oz. A then started to cry 😊 which he did off and on all day. Everything was presumably smooth sailing after that but I won’t lie, as corny as it was I was too entranced by my tiny, gorgeous girl. She kept crying in spurts and eventually I got to feed her. A got to cut the umbilical cord and she wasn’t taken from me for about an hour after she was born, which was much different from Akay. Isla was literally perfect in every way, especially to us. Her apgar scores were 7, 8, and 9; an hour and a half after delivery my doctor asked if I wanted to go home that day 😀 we got home by around lunch!

Now, I know for a fact I pooed on the bed right before I started pushing 🙈 it just kind of came out…I know they say “you won’t care in the moment” but holy I am still embarrassed. Yeah I’m sure they’ve seen it all before but uuuugh so gross. I’ve contemplated sending L&D and my doctor a thank you card that says something to the effect of, “Thanks for delivering my baby! Sorry about the poo… shit happens” 😂😂 everyone keeps telling me to stop worrying but aaaaahhhh. Yes I worry about dumb things.

So to recap, contractions started at 11:30, I got to the hospital by around 2 or shortly before, baby Isla was born at 2:27. 😁 we sure cut it close. If I were to have a third would I even bother going to the hospital? Haha

P.S. 'the ring of fire’ is no goddamm joke. I had an epidural with Akay and stupidly did not expect it to hurt so much without.

[rininwaterloo]

Random pregnancy things! I have finally got the hang of portion control so I'm not painfully uncomfortably full after every meal, but its a pain in the ass because I have to eat SO often, and I can only handle about a 1/4 of a regular meal but that certainly doesn't mean I want to eat the same thing 4 times. So extra cooking and more meal planning. Meal planning is necessary otherwise I will just end up eating pretzels and marshmallows. I get really tired in the afternoons lately so I take a quick nap (trying to keep it at the 26min mark; according to Nasa this is the optimal nap time) but now can't get to bed til 3am. I have learned that Podo is really active at 2am though, which I never picked up on with my 11pm bedtime. Her movements are getting more aggressive/harder. She kicked me when I had a full-ish bladder and it was such an unpleasant feeling haha. And I'm getting fatter haha. I wanted to not gain any weight but just have a baby bump but my appetite is honestly insane (maybe its the smaller portions so I feel hungry more often), the amount I eat has def increased. Before, when I sucked my tummy in, you couldn't really tell I was preggers, I just looked like someone very much attached to their muffin top, but now no amount of holding in my stomach makes a difference. I had a moment just looking at myself in the bathroom mirror and I just exploded into laughter. Like, she's really there. And I really am pregnant. Just the whole 신비함? Of everything just gave me the giggles.