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Showing posts with label Where do babies come from?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Where do babies come from?. Show all posts
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Random Labor thought...
So this baby is due to make her appearance any day now...and I have one question that runs through my head constantly.
What would I do if my water broke in a public place?
Would I feel the need to ask for a mop and clean it up before going to the hospital?
Would I freak out, say screw this, and get out while my amniotic fluids are collecting on the floor?
I know that for most women, you are already at the hospital before your water breaks, but folks...I'm not most women.
I am quite the hot mess....
So my question to you all is, what should I do if my water breaks in a public place?
What would I do if my water broke in a public place?
Would I feel the need to ask for a mop and clean it up before going to the hospital?
Would I freak out, say screw this, and get out while my amniotic fluids are collecting on the floor?
I know that for most women, you are already at the hospital before your water breaks, but folks...I'm not most women.
I am quite the hot mess....
So my question to you all is, what should I do if my water breaks in a public place?
Monday, October 11, 2010
Binding up my broken heart
God is so good!
Can I get an AMEN?!
I know it has been a while, and that was unfair for me not to update you all sooner! I have so appreciated all the prayers that you all have spoken over Rhett and me during this time. I felt them during the "unknown" period of this whole situation. God gave me peace and understanding no matter what the best course of action would need to be.
That being said...
I got incredible news when I went to see my surgeon 2 weeks ago!
I am not quite sure how my cardiologist and surgeon came to this conclusion, but my heart looked better during the cardiac cath than the echo had originally made it seem. The concern about the left-to-right shunt is something that they both feel has been the same all my life!
So they both feel that my heart is stable enough for babies (which I am so excited about), but my OB wants me to see a perinatologist for counseling of my risks first.
God is so faithful and His timing is perfect. I am so thankful for this news, and can't wait to see where our next chapter in life will lead us.
And through it all, my heart will keep on beating...maybe not the lub-dub you all hear with yours, but a whoosh-whoosh, just the way I have always liked it!
I always liked to do things my way and be different....and if you don't believe me, just ask my mama!
Can I get an AMEN?!
I know it has been a while, and that was unfair for me not to update you all sooner! I have so appreciated all the prayers that you all have spoken over Rhett and me during this time. I felt them during the "unknown" period of this whole situation. God gave me peace and understanding no matter what the best course of action would need to be.
That being said...
I got incredible news when I went to see my surgeon 2 weeks ago!
NO SURGERY!
I am not quite sure how my cardiologist and surgeon came to this conclusion, but my heart looked better during the cardiac cath than the echo had originally made it seem. The concern about the left-to-right shunt is something that they both feel has been the same all my life!
So they both feel that my heart is stable enough for babies (which I am so excited about), but my OB wants me to see a perinatologist for counseling of my risks first.
God is so faithful and His timing is perfect. I am so thankful for this news, and can't wait to see where our next chapter in life will lead us.
And through it all, my heart will keep on beating...maybe not the lub-dub you all hear with yours, but a whoosh-whoosh, just the way I have always liked it!
I always liked to do things my way and be different....and if you don't believe me, just ask my mama!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
The heart of the matter
I write today to offer an explanation from this post. Beware, it is very long.
The past month or so has been a whirlwind regarding my health. Actually, I need to back up a little to explain where I am at now.
I was born with a VSD. So basically all my life, my heart has made a "whooshing" sounds instead of the normal "lub-dub" that a heart should make. It has never caused a problem or been a concern for me, other than the pre-medication before a dental appt. (Ehh that's kind of a lie, but for this story's sake, it has always been somewhat benign. Another day I will talk about my other health problems).
While I lived in Albuquerque, I had the opportunity to participate in a research study that also found a nearly undetectable ASD. However, my heart was still very healthy, and neither of these murmurs caused any problems.
Fast forward to August (of this year), and I went to establish care with an OB/GYN, because Rhett and I were looking to start trying for babies in a few months. Upon hearing about my cardiac history, she felt that it would be best to be looked over by a cardiologist and have the necessary echocardiogram performed to verify that my heart was healthy enough for pregnancy.
I knew that there would be no change, so I happily made my appointment, battled the Monsoon to make it to said appointment, and plopped down on the table for them to press on my chest with a sonogram machine for 20 minutes. During this time the tech said things like, "Wow, how come you never had this repaired? We never see adults with these kinds of murmurs." And then I start to feel uneasy, concerned that he can see things that may indicate my heart is not as healthy as I had thought.
Well, my fears were confirmed about 5 minutes after the test was over. The cardiologist came into the exam room, and told me pretty bluntly that my heart pressures were more than double what it was 3 years ago, and that he wanted to send me to a surgeon to talk about repair. I, of course, start crying, and the conversation continued like this (between sobs of course),
Me: "What kind of surgery will this mean."
Cardiologist: "More than likely Open-heart surgery."
M: "What is the recovery time for it"
C: "About 2-3 months"
M: "If I lost the 30 lbs I have gained since 3 years ago, will it go back to normal?"
C: "Probably not"
I left the office a complete mess. I went in thinking that it would be a run-of-the-mill appointment, him telling me that everything was fine, but it wouldn't hurt for me to lose some of the extra weight I had packed on.
Well not so much. obviously...
So I met with the surgeon a week ago (that was the important appointment I had), and he basically said that he thinks I will need the surgery, that it will be open-heart, but I could go back to work after 4-6 weeks, and the full recovery would be 2-3 months. He also stated that during the operation he could repair both defects and not just the VSD (which was causing all the problems). As difficult as this was to hear, I felt that God's timing couldn't have been more perfect. He gave the OB the foresight to have me checked out, which revealed a fixable defect, that would have had the potential to seriously affect me and the baby I may have been carrying.
Pretty incredible huh, God never ceases to amaze me in the protecting hand He has on my life.
Well the surgeon ultimately wanted me to have a cardiac cath to verify the need for surgery, because sometimes the echo can sometimes be wrong.
I had this done Friday. And after a brief, drug-induced discussion in the recovery room with the cardiologist, it revealed that my pressures appeared better than they had previously on the echo, but my heart was still shunting blood from the left ventricle to the right ventricle at a rate of 1.46 (if you are confused just remember that your heart SHOULD NOT do this at all). The actual cut-off point for surgery is 1.50. So, I am just below the need for surgery. However, my doctor did say that he would recommend surgery IF I wanted to get pregnant.
And then I passed out in the restroom right before I was discharged. That was neat. At least I didn't wind up with a bruise on my face like the last time I fainted. That is my typical MO.
So that's where I am. It looks like I will be having surgery, and it will probably be in November (with nothing confirmed yet), because I kind of want to get it over with!
Even after hearing that I will be forever changed through this operation, I feel so incredibly blessed through it all. I know that through every trial and hardship, there is are reasons why we go through it. God knows my heart (in more ways than one) and my desires for kids, but He also knew that I wasn't physically and mentally prepared for them, at least not yet.
Through it all I have felt incredibly fortunate to be surrounded by loving people and many many prayers. A special thank you goes out to my sweet husband, wonderful family, and all my old, new, and blog friends
I know that most importantly, my heart is in the Ultimate Healer's Hands.
The past month or so has been a whirlwind regarding my health. Actually, I need to back up a little to explain where I am at now.
I was born with a VSD. So basically all my life, my heart has made a "whooshing" sounds instead of the normal "lub-dub" that a heart should make. It has never caused a problem or been a concern for me, other than the pre-medication before a dental appt. (Ehh that's kind of a lie,
While I lived in Albuquerque, I had the opportunity to participate in a research study that also found a nearly undetectable ASD. However, my heart was still very healthy, and neither of these murmurs caused any problems.
Fast forward to August (of this year), and I went to establish care with an OB/GYN, because Rhett and I were looking to start trying for babies in a few months. Upon hearing about my cardiac history, she felt that it would be best to be looked over by a cardiologist and have the necessary echocardiogram performed to verify that my heart was healthy enough for pregnancy.
I knew that there would be no change, so I happily made my appointment, battled the Monsoon to make it to said appointment, and plopped down on the table for them to press on my chest with a sonogram machine for 20 minutes. During this time the tech said things like, "Wow, how come you never had this repaired? We never see adults with these kinds of murmurs." And then I start to feel uneasy, concerned that he can see things that may indicate my heart is not as healthy as I had thought.
Well, my fears were confirmed about 5 minutes after the test was over. The cardiologist came into the exam room, and told me pretty bluntly that my heart pressures were more than double what it was 3 years ago, and that he wanted to send me to a surgeon to talk about repair. I, of course, start crying, and the conversation continued like this (between sobs of course),
Me: "What kind of surgery will this mean."
Cardiologist: "More than likely Open-heart surgery."
M: "What is the recovery time for it"
C: "About 2-3 months"
M: "If I lost the 30 lbs I have gained since 3 years ago, will it go back to normal?"
C: "Probably not"
I left the office a complete mess. I went in thinking that it would be a run-of-the-mill appointment, him telling me that everything was fine, but it wouldn't hurt for me to lose some of the extra weight I had packed on.
Well not so much. obviously...
So I met with the surgeon a week ago (that was the important appointment I had), and he basically said that he thinks I will need the surgery, that it will be open-heart, but I could go back to work after 4-6 weeks, and the full recovery would be 2-3 months. He also stated that during the operation he could repair both defects and not just the VSD (which was causing all the problems). As difficult as this was to hear, I felt that God's timing couldn't have been more perfect. He gave the OB the foresight to have me checked out, which revealed a fixable defect, that would have had the potential to seriously affect me and the baby I may have been carrying.
Pretty incredible huh, God never ceases to amaze me in the protecting hand He has on my life.
Well the surgeon ultimately wanted me to have a cardiac cath to verify the need for surgery, because sometimes the echo can sometimes be wrong.
I had this done Friday. And after a brief, drug-induced discussion in the recovery room with the cardiologist, it revealed that my pressures appeared better than they had previously on the echo, but my heart was still shunting blood from the left ventricle to the right ventricle at a rate of 1.46 (if you are confused just remember that your heart SHOULD NOT do this at all). The actual cut-off point for surgery is 1.50. So, I am just below the need for surgery. However, my doctor did say that he would recommend surgery IF I wanted to get pregnant.
And then I passed out in the restroom right before I was discharged. That was neat. At least I didn't wind up with a bruise on my face like the last time I fainted. That
So that's where I am. It looks like I will be having surgery, and it will probably be in November (with nothing confirmed yet), because I kind of want to get it over with!
Even after hearing that I will be forever changed through this operation, I feel so incredibly blessed through it all. I know that through every trial and hardship, there is are reasons why we go through it. God knows my heart (in more ways than one) and my desires for kids, but He also knew that I wasn't physically and mentally prepared for them, at least not yet.
Through it all I have felt incredibly fortunate to be surrounded by loving people and many many prayers. A special thank you goes out to my sweet husband, wonderful family, and all my old, new, and blog friends
I know that most importantly, my heart is in the Ultimate Healer's Hands.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Baby Pains
I have an announcement to make....
my womb is begging to be "with child."
I have come down with a case of what some people lovingly call...
BABY FEVER.
I have a few ideas about why this may be happening....
#1. It probably has something to with this sweet addition to the family
Welcome to the world Miss Hannah Joy! Your Aunt and Uncle can't wait to spoil you rotten!
#2. 3 of my current coworkers are about to have a baby, and 4 of my old coworkers have or are about to have a baby.....and they are just sooo cute!
#3. I no longer work exclusively with kids....which makes unable to remember that they cry, need things, and will prevent Rhett and I from going to the movies anytime we want!
#4. I am approaching the end of my 20s, and hear the resounding tick-tock of my maternal clock!
#5. This movie...
So I will be getting my baby fix Friday by watching the above movie in the theater....
And if anyone would like to send us their squooshy baby to love on....email me....and I will send you our physical address!
(By the way....parentals and family members of ours...please don't misinterpret this blog post as our announcement of pregnancy....We are indeed NOT pregnant!)
Friday, April 2, 2010
I choose Joy!
This is a 2 part post, so bear with me!
1. At work I have to take a shuttle in because the parking situation is not ideal near the University of Arizona. As I was getting onto the shuttle yesterday, the driver (who happens to be my favorite) commented to another passenger how I am always smiling. I quickly thanked him, and commented on the fact that I don't have a very attractive angry face, so I don't want to scare everyone away even if I'm in a bad mood.
But that comment got me thinking. Over the years, I have learned that a smile can greatly improve not only my mood, but those around me. It is a conscious choice I make to plaster that smile on my face, because even if I'm not feeling the smiley-ness inside at first, it will quickly spread to those around me and in turn affect my attitude in a positive way. I want to be a person that can be referred to as "always smiling," because I want to show that I feel joyful even if a situation may be less than ideal (like the partially awake state that is the beginning of every morning). An old college friend of mine used to say, "Happiness is a choice." And it truly is, as is Joy.
On most days, I don't feel that I have much to offer, but if I can bring a smile to another person's face, joy to their heart, and show the love of Christ through it all, than I have offered much more than I can ever hope for.
So I choose Joy! What about you?
2. When I saw the post title, I instantly thought of my soon to be born niece, Hannah Joy! Her sweet mama Melissa, has had quite the pregnancy and will finally be able to get off bed rest. Prayers were definitely answered, and as of tomorrow she will be carrying a term baby! We can't wait to meet you Miss Hannah Joy! Will you all just take a moment to pray for Melissa, Aaron, and their precious baby! Pray for a safe delivery and healthy Mommy, Baby, and Daddy (and that Daddy doesn't pass out!).
I hope you all have a blessed weekend!
1. At work I have to take a shuttle in because the parking situation is not ideal near the University of Arizona. As I was getting onto the shuttle yesterday, the driver (who happens to be my favorite) commented to another passenger how I am always smiling. I quickly thanked him, and commented on the fact that I don't have a very attractive angry face, so I don't want to scare everyone away even if I'm in a bad mood.
But that comment got me thinking. Over the years, I have learned that a smile can greatly improve not only my mood, but those around me. It is a conscious choice I make to plaster that smile on my face, because even if I'm not feeling the smiley-ness inside at first, it will quickly spread to those around me and in turn affect my attitude in a positive way. I want to be a person that can be referred to as "always smiling," because I want to show that I feel joyful even if a situation may be less than ideal (like the partially awake state that is the beginning of every morning). An old college friend of mine used to say, "Happiness is a choice." And it truly is, as is Joy.
On most days, I don't feel that I have much to offer, but if I can bring a smile to another person's face, joy to their heart, and show the love of Christ through it all, than I have offered much more than I can ever hope for.
So I choose Joy! What about you?
2. When I saw the post title, I instantly thought of my soon to be born niece, Hannah Joy! Her sweet mama Melissa, has had quite the pregnancy and will finally be able to get off bed rest. Prayers were definitely answered, and as of tomorrow she will be carrying a term baby! We can't wait to meet you Miss Hannah Joy! Will you all just take a moment to pray for Melissa, Aaron, and their precious baby! Pray for a safe delivery and healthy Mommy, Baby, and Daddy (and that Daddy doesn't pass out!).
I hope you all have a blessed weekend!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Conversations with my husband!
We are back! And I have about 600 posts waiting for me in my Reader. So I will make this short and sweet.
Last night as I was getting dinner ready, my husband was on the phone talking to his dad. You see Rhett's step-sister Lindsy had a baby yesterday! A very exciting time! Until my husband made a doofus out of himself....
James (Rhett's dad): Lindsy had her baby
Rhett: That's great! (spoken like tony the tiger)
James: Yeah
Rhett: Are they all home from that?
Me: (eavesdropping) Are you kidding? She JUST had the baby like an hour ago. How would you feel if you just pushed an 8 pound bowling ball out of "you know where" and then was immediately kicked out of the hospital. GEEZ!
Rhett: well that's not what I meant...
James: *Incessant laughter*
Rhett's just learning so much about babies! I think we should wait a bit longer before we have little rhett's and kelley's.
Happy New Year's Everyone!
Be safe tonight!
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