Hello From the Other Side

Well, hello again everyone. I swear I didn’t fall off the face of the earth in the past 7 months. I honestly got really busy with my job and was just so exhausted after work to write. It’s okay though, I had a very uneventful pregnancy up until the end. I am here now to tell the tales though!

A little about baby while in utero… baby had all the tests ran and everything came back that we were going to have a perfectly healthy baby in our lives. We were totally ecstatic. Baby had been growing right on track the whole time until probably the last month and a half, that’s when baby started growing larger than the “norm”. Baby was head down from around 20 weeks up until birth, which is crazy! Everyone kept telling me that babies never stay that way, that they flip back and forth but at every single visit our baby was still head down. I had been checked at 36 weeks for my cervical progress, I was not dilated but I was thinning some. Then I was checked again at 37 weeks and I was 2/3 cm dilated and still only thinned some. Again I was checked at 38 weeks and I was still only 3 cm dilated. My doctor told me I should be fine with delivery but suggested to schedule an induction at 39 weeks to keep from baby getting too large to deliver naturally, considering my small frame and baby was weighing in at 7.1 lbs on the ultrasound at 37 weeks!

First off, I had to stop working at 34 weeks because my job had worked me so hard. I was cleaning six houses a day working over 10 hours a lot of the time. It was getting to be too much on a pregnant lady. Funny thing is that my job didn’t even know I was pregnant until I was almost 30 weeks and that was due to me speaking up and telling them! I still have no idea how they had no clue, I’m a skinny girl so my pregnancy was obvious! I wasn’t large by any means but I didn’t look like I was not pregnant. I actually only gained 30 pounds my whole pregnancy and I owe that to my job though because I had been kept SO active it left only enough room to gain regular baby weight and nothing more. Thankful there, let me tell ya, you couldn’t even tell I was pregnant if you looked at me from the back! For as big as baby was getting, people still thought I was only 5/6 months pregnant up until I delivered!

As the end approached, we were so antsy to meet our beautiful baby GIRL (sorry Trey, we all know you’d wished for a boy)! I was trying everything under the “Old Wives Tale” category, old wise tale if you ask Trey. Don’t worry, I didn’t start any type of natural induction until my doctor told me I was progressing myself, as that is an indication that my body was starting to prepare itself already anyways. First, I was walking everyday which I recommend these shoes but I live in the Midwest and it was the middle of summer so I could only do so much without feeling overheated. We ended up doing evening walks where I would “curb walk”, which is exactly what it sounds like and you walk with one foot on the street and the other on the curb. It’s supposed to help more than regular walking in bringing the baby down into the birth canal. I didn’t see any progress with this considering every time I was checked, it was the same answer. From there I tried drinking raspberry leaf tea (I HATE tea), eating pineapple to the point my mouth was raw, and getting a pedicure and hoping they would hit the right pressure points. This all seemed quite easy to get the ball rolling but again nothing was noticed to be any different. I drank castor oil, which was the most disgusting thing EVER. I didn’t even reap the consequences of what castor oil normally works for, cleaning out the bowels. My husband and I tried nipple stimulation and sex which also didn’t seem to help anything in regards to progressing my pregnancy. All the while I was also bouncing and swirling around on an exercise ball to loosen up my hips! Another thing I was trying was the whole spicy food tale, which meant I got Taco Bell almost everyday and loaded it all up with hot sauce. Ha ha if that counts as “spicy” food at least. I know some people also have their doctors or midwives strip their membranes towards the end and I honestly have no idea if my doctor ever did. I was never told that he did but I know the cervical check in it of itself it pretty invasive down there. All these things, which I’m probably missing some that I’m overlooking, and no progressing getting our little babe out to great us. Not to mention, we had though the ENTIRE time that she would be early by a few weeks just with inner intuition as well as how she was progressing developmentally. I had felt like a lost hope as this point trying to get our baby girl to come out so we made the appointment to get induced at 39 weeks after our 38 week checkup.

Stay tuned for the delivery story tomorrow! Please give me feedback everyone, I am a total amateur and would love any criticism to help me!

XOXO, Allison

I can say that yesterday was an interesting day. It all started when I was brushing my teeth after Trey had already left for work. I kept getting the scent of cat feces and I was hoping that it was in the liter box, where it belongs. That is where I went wrong. As I was investigating, the smell grew stronger as I headed towards our bedroom. My heart sank as I looked up to find a nice sized pile of cat poop in the center of our bed. THE VERY CENTER. I don’t think our cat could have positioned it any better. Luckily, I had actually made the bed yesterday morning so it wasn’t in the mess of the sheets but only on the comforter. Yet, with me being pregnant, I am not supposed to go around cat feces at all. So, I got to close the door and forget about it until we both were home from work where I had my lovely husband carefully remove the mountain from our comforter. I took off the comforter to wash and replaced it with a nice soft blanket. I thought that was good for the night.

Of course that wasn’t enough. We had actually gone to my husband’s grandma’s house for dinner last night so when we finally got back home, we were tired. And by we, I mean me, and only me. I laid down in bed pretty much as soon as we walked in the door. I was relaxing, playing on my phone and I kept getting a whiff of urine. That unforgettable cat urine smell. I pushed the smell aside thinking it was just the lingering scent from what had happened earlier in the day. Once Trey comes to join me in bed, he’s getting himself ready and makes the comment about the urine smell as well. We are talking trying to figure out where it’s coming from, finally he crawls into bed without a location for the cat pee. He jumps out of bed faster than he fell into it. There was cat pee on his pillow and right below it. So we strip the sheets now, as we as find him a different pillow. We lay down another soft blanket now, one to serve as a sheet and one to serve as the comforter. Finally, we get to sleep in a warm, unsoiled bed.

So we thought. Both the cat and dog sleep with us, so we let them both jump up and they’re playing. This is when I’m threatening the cats life if he ever pees or poops on our bed again, he’s getting the boot. And that is the nice way of putting it. As we hear a “PSSSSS” noise. We both look at each other, wondering what that noise was. I had thought that I knew but was trying to push it out of my mind. That’s when the warmth kicked in, THE CAT HAD PEED ON MY ARM AND SIDE!! I cannot make this up people, the cat straight up peed on me and then got mad at me again when I kicked him off the bed. I jumped up to strip my shirt off and I had thought the pee had only went through the “sheet”. After we took down all the soiled linens, I had figured out that was not the case. I pulled the top blanket up to throw it off of me, I couldn’t get it off fast enough. So we changed our blanket, one last time. At this point we are just hoping this is the end to it all so we can finally go to bed.

We had put the cat in the basement, where it’s liter box is, and hoped the dog wouldn’t act up and do the same. It was a quite night, and the only disturbances were when I had to get up to pee. Nobody is lying when they say you always have to pee while pregnant. I can’t imagine how its going to be in the third trimester when the baby is actually pressing on my bladder.

On the bright side of things, we go in just two days to have the test done to see if Baby P is a he or a she! We are so excited! I will definitely be on to update as soon as we receive results from that test, but we are finding out the actual gender along with the rest of our family/friends on Feb. 3rd. So stay tuned for that as well!

Challenge Question: What is your wildest pet story?



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Blogger In Training- First Post

Hi there everyone, just thought I would introduce myself. My name is Allison and I am 21 years old, pregnant with my first child. I hope you all bear with me as I learn everything to this whole process. I feel as though this blog can relate to my venture into the motherhood life, as you must learn about your strengths and deal with your fears. I am hoping to get to relate to some of you.

I am currently 11 weeks pregnant with my first child. They are already the light of my life and I cannot wait for August 4th to get here. My husband, Trey, and I go this coming weekend to get the blood test done, which can tell us whether we are going to be welcoming a boy or girl into this world. We could not be any more excited. Throughout this blog I am going to be describing my ups and downs with being pregnant, as I make my way into motherhood. Thankfully for me, I have not had any morning sickness! Hallelujah! I know that there is no way I will get this lucky next time around, so I am soaking it up now while I can.

Okay so a little background on the pregnancy thus far. I was actually the mom that knew I was pregnant before I was showing up on a test. I had taken two home tests that came back with a negative result before I finally missed a period, in which I waited until the end of that week, and then took another test to finally receive a positive. I was so excited to tell my husband that it was good news this time and that we were going to be parents! My first two at home tests that I took were actually before I had missed a period so I wasn’t shocked when they were coming out negative, but I just had that feeling inside that I knew I was pregnant. I even resorted to looking up the ways, other than a store bought test, that I could see if I was pregnant. I think I tried the sugar test, the toothpaste test, and the vinegar test. I had no luck with any of them by the way, I think its more of a coincidence anyways. I kept waiting for my breasts to be sore so that I would really know, since I never had that symptom during regular PMS, and it never came. I was feeling hopeless before my test that came up positive, which is why I waited until the end of the week so that I would know for sure one way or the other if I was pregnant. Now my breasts hurt so bad, Trey enjoys that they have enlarged a bit even though he knows he’s not aloud to touch. I have definitely been noticeably more tired, but as I’m reaching the threshold for the second trimester I think I’m regaining a bit of energy. MY BACK! My back has been my biggest enemy already, so I can only imagine how the rest of the pregnancy will go. My lower back has always hurt me, but since probably 2 or 3 weeks ago it has been giving me such bad pains. It is something I am used to though, so I am doing my best to just roll with it! I think my husband would say the worst symptom is my overly moodiness, but hey I cannot control that! I think that is all for today, but keep in touch for more!

If there is anything at anytime that any of you would like me to personally address, feel free to shoot me an email and I will write about it in the following post or so. If you guys could like or share this post with other expecting mommas, I would greatly appreciate it.

Challenge Question: What is your favorite part about being a mother-to-be or a mother already?