Thursday, December 18, 2014

Baby Baldwin's birth story

Oliver Lawrence Baldwin was born on December 9th, 2014 at 11:06 am.

On Monday, December 8th, I went in to my doctor for my 41 week appointment. During my exam, my doctor told me he didn't think I'd last another day or two and should be able to go into labor on my own.  Regardless, we scheduled an induction for that Wednesday.  I was utterly disappointed.  I wanted so badly to have as natural a labor as possible and was afraid how being induced would effect that.  That evening, Trevor and I talked and he cheered me up by telling me that by the end of the week, we'd have a baby.

I woke up around 3am Tuesday morning with cramps and contractions.  The contractions didn't feel close together, just uncomfortable enough to wake me up.  After laying in bed for an hour, I decided to get out of bed and see if walking around would help them to go away.  I hoisted myself out of bed, and suddenly felt a slight "pop" and a trickle of fluid as I walked out of our bedroom.  I figured my water must have broken, although it didn't feel like how I imagined it would.  In the movies, it's always a huge gush of fluid.  I started shaking and I couldn't stop smiling - I was so excited this was happening, finally.  I woke Trevor up and called our hospital's labor and delivery floor.  

At 5am, we loaded our bags into the back of the car, double checked our carseat and drove to the hospital.  We got to the hospital, went through check-in and questions and got a quick exam to confirm that my water had broken (it had).  I was admitted and we moved down the hall to a labor room. 

feeling good after being admitted and moved into our labor room

As I waited for my doctor to come in and be checked again to see how things were progressing, I used a birthing ball to bounce and wiggle as much as I could.  Contractions were five minutes apart and moving around helped me get through them.  At 6:30am, my doctor came in and told me that if I wasn't far enough along by 9am, we would discuss starting me on Pitocin to speed things up.  I wanted to avoid that by any means possible.  Trevor and I went and walked the halls, I bounced on the ball some more and did everything short of running up and down flights of stairs.  My nurse came in at 9 to check me.  I wasn't as far along as my doctor wanted... My heart sank and I told my nurse that I'd rather not go the Pitocin route.  She suggested I hop in the jacuzzi tub in my labor room since that would often help people relax and speed things up naturally.  

The jacuzzi helped immensely.  The warm water and the jets helped my muscles to relax and take a break during contractions.  After being in the tub for an hour, the contractions were around three minutes apart but still felt relatively mild.  My nurse came in every so often to check the baby's heartbeat and to see how I was doing.  At 10:30am, Trevor and I decided that I should get out of the tub so we could see how things were progressing.  As soon as we turned off the jets and drained the tub, the contractions suddenly became remarkably intense.  They were forty-five seconds apart and when they hit, I was doubled up.  I told Trevor that if I wasn't half way to pushing out a baby, I needed an epidural because I couldn't handle it if the pain got worse.

I was so uncomfortable, it took me fifteen minutes to travel the twenty feet from the tub to the hospital bed.  I told the nurse I had an urge to push and when she checked me, she said I was ready.  She went to get another nurse and my doctor and after she left the room, I told Trevor I didn't think I'd make it till they came back.  

Suddenly, I was laying in the hospital bed with my doctor and nurses around me.  Trevor was holding a leg (until he turned a little pale).  I heard my doctor say he could see the head and I was instructed to push.  Two deep breaths later, I saw a waxy baby being held up and all at once he was put onto my chest.  

The first hour or so after the baby's birth, Trevor and I held him and stared at this little person who was now a member of our family.  The nurses assessed him as he lay on my chest, but Trevor and didn't even notice them- we were absolutely captivated by our baby.  

Trevor and I named him Oliver Lawrence Baldwin and we already can't imagine our lives without him.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Oliver Lawrence Baldwin

Oliver Lawrence Baldwin was born on December 9, 2014 at 11:06 am after a quick, natural labor.  He weighed 7 pounds, 8 ounces and was 20 inches long.  

Birth story can be found here.

Monday, December 8, 2014

love list (holiday edition)

While waiting for little Baldwin to make his appearance, I'm trying to get our house as ready for the holidays as I can.  Christmas is my favorite holiday, and I'm so excited to start some holiday traditions as a family. Here's a few of my favorite things from the past week or two...

 This tutorial for how to hang Christmas lights is wonderful.  Right now we're using an old tree from my parents since our (14 pound) cat loves to sit in the tree and climb up the limbs.  The tree is one that has lights on the branches already, but only half of them light up.  I've always hated how trees look when they're lit with "lasso-ed" strings of lights.  The lighting tutorial walks you through how to light your tree so it looks like it's glowing from the inside as well, and I could sit and stare at our tree for hours now.

One of the first things I started knitting when I found out I was pregnant was this Christmas stocking.  I've made one for Trevor and myself, and I am finishing up the baby's stocking now.  When I was younger, I always wanted a fireplace mantle to hang Christmas stocking on and am so excited to have one now.  These stockings are huge and are timeless looking. 

Last year, I fell in love with a tree skirt from West Elm.  It had a hand-crafted look and had felt mistletoe around the edges.  I just couldn't rationalize spending over $50 on a tree skirt, and kept my eyes peeled for some type of holiday sale.  Over the summer, I found this wonderful tutorial for a look alike tree skirt.  I've had the best intentions to make this for months now, but I haven't had time.  It's already on my list of things to do for next year.

One of my favorite memories from the holidays last year was a brunch Trevor and I held at our house Christmas morning.  Since both sides of our family live very close, our house was packed and everyone filled up on hot chocolate and gingerbread scones.  My favorite recipe I used that morning was these eggnog cinnamon rolls.  I'm not a fan of eggnog, so I didn't think I would really like these cinnamon rolls.  I was so so wrong.  These rolls were amazing.  They were super easy to make, so soft, so fluffy and just incredible.  I had dreams about these cinnamon rolls after making them for Christmas brunch. 

How are you getting ready for the holidays and what are some of your favorite traditions?

Friday, December 5, 2014

waiting game

Still no baby. 40 weeks and 3 days and I feel like every day lasts a week.  Trevor was born two weeks late, and even a few weeks ago, Trev and I couldn't fathom how his mom felt waiting all that time.  I realize three extra days is nothing compared to two weeks, but I feel like I understand a tiny bit how she felt.  I've walked what feels like miles and miles every single day, bounced and wiggled on my exercise ball, climbed flights of stairs, and nothing is getting this little guy to budge just yet. 

As frustrated by waiting as I am, and as much as I want to take this into my own hands and plan things out, I can't.  I know that if baby Baldwin doesn't come by early next week, I'll be induced (which terrifies me).  That's as close to a hard set date that I have. 

Every night, Trevor and I take turns praying before we fall asleep.  Months and months ago, it was so easy to pray for this pregnancy.  It was so much easier to hand it back to God every night and acknowledge He is in control of the pregnancy, the baby, and everything.  As we've gotten closer and closer to the baby coming, it's gotten harder for me to let it go and give it back to God.  Especially right now, when I don't know how or when things will happen.  

In my devotions that I read this morning, the theme was disappointment.  Max Lucado wrote " is the conviction that God knows more than we do about this life and He will get us through it."  This absolutely called me out, because I realized I'm wallowing in the frustration of waiting for something to happen, and I'm disappointed that nothing has happened yet.  As hard as it is for me when I can't be in control, I need to let go of this and give it back to God.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

40 weeks

How far along: 40 weeks
General feeling: Pretty good, just antsy. I am so ready to have this baby. I'm also feeling tired from being so antsy- I woke up at 4:30 this morning and was wired.
Boy or girl: Boy.
Weight gain: 27 pounds up from pre-pregnancy weight (two pounds down from last week... how did that happen with Thanksgiving?)
Maternity clothes: Still half and half. I love these maternity jeans and may have to keep them in my closet post-baby as well. :)
Innie or outie belly button: Outie- so much so that I have my doubts if it's ever going to be an innie again...
Rings on or off: On.
Braxton Hicks/labor signs: Just like last week, every day. The cramps and contractions I get don't stay around for too long and they don't come at totally regular intervals. Hopefully that'll all change very soon.
Movement: Trevor and I joke about this baby being like a crocodile- he rolls and rolls like crazy. Last night I fell asleep on the couch while Trevor was on the laptop, and I was woken up by hiccups- they were shaking me so much!
Cravings: To hold a baby in my arms... 
Best moment of this week: Reaching our due date! And having a four day weekend. :)
Looking forward to: Baby coming!