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I love my girls.  I love having two girls.  The sister bond is something that is totally indescribable and I love watching them grow up together.

Having two girls was also very cost effective.  The hand me downs, the pink items that don’t need to be purchased again… everything about having two girls was just great.


I have to be honest and say that I get a little twitch in my gut when I hear about someone having a second baby that is the opposite sex as their first child.

When I hear about someone having “one of each,” I can’t help but feel a little punch to the gut.

It’s not sad.  I’m definitely not sad about it.

Jealous, maybe?

I’ll probably never know what it’s like to raise a son.  I feel like I’m missing out a little bit.  That’s all.

This is a perfectly normal feeling, right?

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July 5th marks one year since one of the scariest moments of my life… That was the day that we all packed up to go to the beach, but ended up in the Emergency Room instead.  From that point on, my pregnancy was never the same.

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I still remember feeling how scary it was when I discovered I was bleeding.  I still remember bawling in the emergency room and unable to get any words out to talk to the people at the reception area.  I still remember how my heart sunk when the doctors told me that my hemorrhage was bigger than what they usually see in other patients.  I remember the punch in my gut when the doctors told me there was a 50/50 chance I could miscarry.

The stress of the next few days was unbearable.  Every little feeling I felt in regards to my pregnancy was magnified.  I was in constant fear that “this was it” and I was about to miscarry.

Thank God, I can look back and remember the fears and the worries  and know that, in the end, everything was fine.

K is here, healthy and happy, and I never want to forget all that we had to go through to have her.  She’s my miracle baby.  She’s my blessing.

I was 36 weeks on December 26th.  And even though we were 3cm dilated, we were hoping that we could last another week so that K wouldn’t be considered a preemie anymore.  However, that’s not how my body works.

The night before December 27th was a sleepless night.  Starting about 2am, I was contracting.  It wasn’t anything super painful, but it was definitely enough to keep me up.  I contemplated waking up Hubby during the night, but they weren’t progressing and eventually went away.

At around 7am, the contractions started again and were much tighter than before.  They were coming at a steady frequency and were progressively getting intense.  I knew I had to call L&D and they had me come right away.

The car ride felt like the longest ride in the world.  The contractions kept coming and they weren’t fun at all.  However, once we got to L&D and was hooked up to monitors and settled down, the contractions stopped.

The doctor checked me and I was now 4cm dilated.  They decided to keep me for a few hours to see if the contractions would start up again and if I would start to make some progress.

The contractions started up again and were much worse than before.  One nurse noted that I looked vastly uncomfortable than I did when I came in and predicted that I was most likely NOT going to be going home anymore.

A few hours passed and when I was checked again, I was 5cm dilated.  Progress.

They moved me into a delivery room and admitted me initially under observation.  They let me walk around and use a birthing ball to see if I could get things moving.

After a few hours of off and on contractions, they checked me again and I was about 5-6cm dilated.  I wasn’t progressing fast enough so we made the decision to break my water bag.  Hoping that things would move quickly, they gave me my epidural before breaking my water.

After breaking my water, we all expected that everything would just be super fast.  It wasn’t.  Labor completely stopped.

The doctor decided to get things going again by administering pitocin.

Once the pitocin was in, things moved fairly quickly.  I went from 6cm to 8-9cm within minutes which caused a little distress to the baby.  Every time I would have a contraction, her oxygen level would dip slightly.  They put an oxygen mask on me and made me take really deep, full breathes with every contraction to make sure K would get enough oxygen.  Once dilation slowed down, the baby was no longer in distress and her oxygen levels remained fine.  The doctor said that it was a normal occurrence when dilation happens very fast.

Before long, it was midnight, December 28th and I had to push.  Pushing went so fast that it felt like a blur.  Before I knew it, she was out, crying and quickly in my arms.  She was born 12:27am.  It only took about three good pushes before she came out.

Time stood still the minute K was on my chest.  This little girl and I had been through so much since the first trimester.  She had a 50/50 chance of surviving when I had my hemorrhage, holding her was like holding a little miracle.  The bedrest since October, the scare we had knowing she might have come as early as 28 weeks due to my rapid cervical shrinkage, just everything that she and I went though.  It was so amazing to be holding her.  What’s more amazing was that she was absolutely healthy and did not need a trip to the NICU.

It’s been a little over a week since her birth.  I’m still in awe of what she and I have accomplished in the 36 weeks and 2 days we had together before she was born.

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It started on Christmas Eve Eve, December 23rd.

The entire night before, I was feeling contractions and pressure.   In those last few days, I had been feeling it them a lot before bed.  But that night was off and on throughout the night.  Several times, I was tempted to wake Hubby up and call L&D, but the contractions would space out and the pressure would subside.

However, during the day of the 23rd, I just didn’t feel like myself.  I felt heavier than usual.  I was contracting during the day, even though the frequency and intensity didn’t change much.  The pressure was lingering all day.

I told Hubby to try to come home as early as he could because I definitely wasn’t feeling good at all.

I decided to call L&D to ask if these feelings were normal or if I had to come in.  L&D decided they wanted me to come in.

When we arrived at L&D, my contractions had stopped, but the pressure was still lingering.  I still felt overall heavy and not like myself.

The OB checked my cervix and saw that I was already 3cm dialated.  They kept me in the hospital for about three hours to see if anything was progressing.

I was worried.  I didn’t want anything to happen that day because I didn’t want M to miss out on all the Christmas Eve and Christmas Day festivities.  I was looking forward to setting a plate of cookies, brownies, or rice crispy treats near the fireplace.  I was looking forward to waiting for M to fall asleep so Hubby and I could sneak downstairs and eat all the goodies to make it look like Santa showed up.  I was looking forward to bringing M downstairs the next morning to see all the presents and what Santa left her.  I didn’t want to give birth just yet.

Luckily, when the doctor came to check me about three hours later (yes, THREE HOURS later!!!), my cervix did not progress any further and I was allowed to go home.

We were able to do all the Christmas things with M and we were able to enjoy all the Christmas fun before K made her appearance into the world…

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So I’m sure you can tell by my small and sudden absence on the blog that I gave birth to my little miracle baby.

Little Miss K was born on December 28th, 2014 at 12: 27am.  She was 6lbs, 1oz and measured to be 20in long.  She is healthy, fiesty and everything I dreamed she would be.

We are all adjusting to our new family dynamic, so if blog posts are not as regular as they should be, I’m sure you know why.

Thanks for all your patience while we try to find out bearings again, in life and with this blog.

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Note to self:

No baby has ever kicked the side of a mother’s belly/uterus hard enough that they actually broke through that way… even if it feels like it could happen.

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I’m writing this way ahead of time, hoping that I will actually make it to this day… if anything changes, you’ll see it in a subsequent blog post…

If all goes well, I’m 36 weeks today!  It’s a big deal.  It means that I don’t have to be off my feet all the time.  I’m allowed to walk around more.  In fact, I’m encouraged to walk around more to start regaining some of the strength I’ve lost due to being off my feet for so long..

It also means I no longer have to do nightly progesterone dosages.  I’m so glad to finally be done with those!

But being on my feet again AND no more progesterone also means that this baby can literally come at any time…

My next doctor’s appointment is on Monday.. I hope I make it to then to see if I’m finally dialated…

Any moment now… I’m hoping that she can stay in until I hit 37 weeks, since at that point she won’t be considered a late preterm birth.. 38 weeks would be best.. who knows?

It’s getting super real and I’m getting super excited to finally see this little girl…

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During my last appointment about a week ago, my OB-GYN determined that the current weight of this little baby is about 5lbs, 10oz.

I would imagine that at this point, the baby is probably pushing 6lbs now.

When M was born, she weighed only 5lbs, 3oz.

That means that this baby is currently heavier than M ever was in my tummy.  Believe me, I’m feeling every bit of that weight.

At this point, I’m quickly approaching the 36 week mark and feeling heavier and sorer (is that word?) than I’ve ever felt before.

This part of pregnancy is all new to me.  Feeling very heavy, and feeling that this baby is quickly running out of room.  I thought it was uncomfortable when I was pregnant with M, but this is vastly different.

There are days when I’m sluggish.  I’m on bedrest and hardly getting up to do anything, yet I’m still sluggish!  I can barely move, even to just roll over!  Everything hurts from my back to my front and everything in between.  I don’t remember being this way with M.

I’m so thankful that God has blessed this child to stay in me for as long as she is staying, but I just never realized how uncomfortable it truly is!

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False labor.

When I was pregnant with M, I had my share of Braxton Hicks, but I never had false labor.  When I was pregnant with M, my water broke at 36 weeks to our shock and surprise and before we knew it, we were parents.

But false labor?  Nope.  Never.

Until last week.

We were all in bed.  Then, it started.

It started out as Braxton Hicks, nothing out of the ordinary, just the normal tightening and discomfort.

But then, it kept coming.  One after another.

I did what was suggested of me to determine if it was truly preterm labor.  I went to the bathroom to empty my bladder, I drank a lot of water, and I lied on my left side.  Nothing was slowing it down, it felt like it was increasing everything.

I recently downloaded an app called “Full Term.”  It’s an app that helps keep track of contractions.  All you have to do is hit “start” when a contraction starts and “end” when it ends.  The app times it and calculates the frequency.

Because the tightening started coming in intervals, I decided to use the app to keep track.

The contractions were lasting for 50 seconds to a minute long and coming in ever 2 1/2 to 3 minutes.

As the tightening continued to come and go, the intensity started increasing.  It started getting harder to talk through.  I started using breathing techniques that we learned three years ago during our Lamaze classes we took when pregnant with M.

I decided that I needed to that the anti-contraction medicine I was given back in October when my cervix first shrunk.  I had been hesitant to take it because I hate taking any sort of medicine while pregnant.  However, the app was showing that I had at least 10 contractions within the past hour, so I had to take it.  I figured that if I didn’t take it and I went to the hospital, the doctors might give me something stronger to stop the contractions and I didn’t want that at all.

So I took the medicine and called Labor and Delivery to ask how long it would take the medicine to kick in and slow the contractions down.

By then, the contractions were hurting.  Not only were they hard to talk through, they were hard to breathe through because they were hurting.  I kept concentrating on the breathing exercises to try to calm myself down, but I was obviously very nervous.  Was this it?  Were we going in?  Were we going to have this baby at 34 weeks?

Labor and Delivery told me that it would take about half an hour for the medicine to kick in and to wait about an hour to determine if we needed to really come to the hospital or not.  So I got off the phone with them and continued to try to relax and concentrate on breathing, hoping the medicine could kick in soon.

Within half an hour, I noticed the intensity of the contractions were decreasing.  Then as the hour progressed, the contractions also started to space themselves farther apart and decreased into just a mere uncomfortable tightening.  By the time the hour passed, everything was done.

If I didn’t have that medicine, who knows what could have happened.

I’m hoping that the episode didn’t cause my cervix to dialate.  I’m hoping that I can still last the week and have this baby AFTER Christmas…

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Got a new power cord for my laptop, so I’m back in business!  Thanks for the patience with the posts that were created with the mobile app.  I hope there were too many typos and mistakes!!

I know sleep deprivation should occur AFTER the baby is born.  I mean, there’s a good reason for lacking sleep once the baby is born..

I should be taking this time to get as much sleep as possible, right?

I wish!

Every night is a practically sleepless night.  While everyone is snoozing away, I’m wide awake.

Sometimes it’s because the baby is moving and fighting every sleeping position I try.

Sometimes it’s because I’m so uncomfortable.  Two pillows under my head is too high and hurts my neck.  One pillow under my head causes my back to hurt badly when I wake up.  Where’s my happy, comfy medium?!?

Sometimes it’s just because I’m not sleepy!

I didn’t have this type of insomnia when I was pregnant with M.  I think it was because I was working during that pregnancy and was tired during the day.  During my pregnancy with M, I slept so well.  Why is this time so different?!

Has anyone else dealt with pregnancy insomnia?

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