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If someone told me that turning 30 was going to be one of the most life-changing years of my life.. I would never have believed it..

But truth is.. turning 30 was filled with life changing events..

In the span of one year.. the following happened in my life:

1.  I got married
2.  I moved out of my parents house
3.  I became a mother

I can’t believe how fast a life can change in the span of one year..

Last year, I dreaded turning 30.  I felt old.. I felt like I wasn’t ready to be a “30 year old.”  In many ways, I know I’m not ready to admit to be in my 30’s..  I still feel like I’m 20-something..

But I would never give back all the blessings I received when I turned 30.. this past year was definitely a year to remember.. possibly the best year of my life, so far!

So.. I’m ready for my birthday this year.. I’m ready to turn 31.. because I’m excited to see what is in store for me this year!!!


I had initially wanted to post an entry like this at the start of my maternity leave, thinking that I had time to do so before little M was born.  However, little M had other plans..

I wanted to take a moment to reflect on the pregnancy that took over this past year..

Being my first pregnancy, it opened the door to a whole new set of feelings, both emotional feelings and physical feelings.. I learned new strengths and new weaknesses from this pregnancy..I learned that french fries and ice cream were my saving graces that got me through the first and last trimesters, respectively..

I learned that being pregnant in the summer was a “no-no.” Summer heat is no friend to the pregnant..

I learned when to baby myself and when to just work through the discomfort.. a pregnancy isn’t necessarily a disability and I had to learn to work through the minor discomforts and not depend on the people around me if it wasn’t absolutely necessary..

Giving birth taught me that my pain tolerance is higher than I thought.. I took myself to the limits of my pain threshold before giving in and getting an epidural..

Giving birth  showed me a strength I never knew I had in me.. I spent the entire pregnancy dreading the delivery.. but I knew it had to be done.. I worried so much about little M’s well-being during the process that I worked really hard to get her out as safely as possible..

I realized how blessed I am for having such a great husband that coached me through the pain.. and having a mother that stayed up with me all night because it was so hard to fall asleep between contractions..

This whole ordeal has just been an interesting experience.. from that first day of learning I was pregnant, to that first night having her in my arms.. I wouldn’t trade a day of it for any reason..

My goodness, no one ever features the real glamors of parenthood on television.

You never see the healing process of a mother after childbirth..

You never see the discomforts of breastfeeding..

You see the growth of a woman’s busom, but you don’t see how unsexy they feel!

By no means am I complaining.. in fact, I’m loving every second of this new chapter of my life.

It’s just that they prepare and prepare and prepare you for childbirth, childcare and all of the stuff in between.  What they don’t prepare you for is the way it feels to heal after labor, or how it feels when your milk finally comes in..

I knew the healing wasn’t going to be fun, but I had no idea that finally producing milk is a relatively uncomfortable experience..

However, all these discomforts seem to disappear whenever I hold my daughter in my arms.. it’s just that simple..


We gave birth to our little daughter on Sept 3, 2011.

Little M came out at 36 weeks of my pregnancy measuring 5lbs 3.4oz and 18.5 inches long..

The birth story probably began that Wednesday.  If you read the last entry, you would know that I was already 2cm open when I had my last OB appointment.  I ended up going to L&D for the bleeding that resulted in that doctors appointment.  We went home that same day because the bleeding ended up not being anything that would cause any alarm to the nurses and doctors.

I ended up going to work that Thursday and Friday.

When I got home on Friday, I went to the bathroom and noticed that something just wasn’t right.

It just so happened that my water broke.  My water broke within 30 minutes of coming home from work.  Can you believe my luck?!

Luckily, it wasn’t a big gush of water, but more of a trickle.  I found out from the OB that I had a high tear to my bag of water and that’s why it didn’t flow out like I would have imagined from seeing it or hearing about it on TV and other birth stories.

Hubby and I ended up going back to L&D and getting admitted by about 7pm..

Labor was beginning to progress until about midnight or so when the contractions started to slow down and decrease in intensity again.  If it wasn’t for the rupture of my bag of water, I’m sure the doctors would have been able to let it go and allow it to progress on its own, but since I had a rupture, they had to induce my pregnancy with pitocin..

They pretty much kept bumping up the pitocin every hour and it took quite a bit to finally start kicking in.. but once that pitocin kicked in… that was a pain I never imagined!

So yes.. I EPI-DID!!!

I asked for my epidural around 9:00am and received it at 9:30am.  After that, everything kind of flew by really fast.

We started pushing at around 12:30 and by 1:28pm, we had our little bundle of joy!

Hubby was more than supportive throughout the whole procedure.  He was the greatest coach during those times that I didn’t have my epidural and I was feeling all those contractions.  He really kept me focused and I couldn’t ask for a better hubby.

Little M is the newest love of our lives.  She’s got a firecracker personality so far and I love it!

I can’t wait to see all the mommy blogging I’ll be doing in the future..

More than ever, I’m “living life in the carpool lane!”

















Last week on my Facebook page, I brought up the question of Epidurals..

Most people I have come across have sworn by their epidurals.. and I also know people that didn’t have one at all..

The main point they all said was that it was ultimately up to me to decide.. which is true.

It really is up to me..

I’m really scared of the epidural procedure.. I’ve seen it done on video several times and it still freaks me out.  They stick something in your spine!!!  How is that not scary?!

I know that it will be numbed and all I will probably feel is the pressure of it all, but it still scares me.  There is always that small percentage of bad luck and something permanetly damaging could occur.. OR I could be allergic to the anesthesia in an epidural.. OR it won’t work at all.. OR something might happen to the baby..

So many “what if something bad happens” scenarios pop into my head when I think about an epidural..

However, I also know that I am no hero when it comes to pain management.. I’m probably the biggest wuss I know!

I don’t do stomach aches well.. nor do I do menstrual cramps well.. how would I handle labor contractions!!?!

Our Childbirth prep instructor gave us a little exercise.  She gave us a bag of ice cubes to hold in our hand for sixty seconds.  During that sixty seconds, we were supposed to work on our breathing, focusing, and pain management techniques that she gave during the course. 

I can barely hold a bag of ice for sixty seconds.. I finished that excerise telling hubby “I think I need an epidural.”

I really want to see how far I can go.. and then push it just a little longer.. I want the most natural birth I can provide for my child.. I don’t want to add any sort of painkillers into the mix if I really don’t have to.  I want her to come out with minimal effects from anything outside of my control..

I want to keep that in mind as I writhe in the pain of my contractions..

So I decided that I will decide when I am in labor whether or not I can handle the pain.. maybe just take it one contraction at a time.. and focus on my little one as much as possible. 

If I don’t use any medications, that would be great.  But I have to promise myself I won’t feel like a failure if I give in and ask for something..

I’m constantly mentally preparing myself for the task ahead of me.. and I pray that I can endure.  I just can’t wait to hold our little one.. and let the parenting adventure really begin!

Hubby and I have been busy, busy taking classes and doing hospital tours..

It was mentioned that we should start looking into our birth plan..

A birth plan?  I always just thought I would show up and do whatever I needed to do to get the baby out.. no plan needed.. just get the job done!

But I went on the hospital website and looked at the options that they provide when filling up the birth plan, and they help make pretty valid decisions.. like how many people you will allow in your room, who you want to cut the umbilical cord, if you want your son circumsized (just in case our baby ends up a boy, I totally filled this out!).

Some of the options made me laugh.. it asked things like if I wanted to feel the baby crowning out of me, if I wanted to actually pull the baby out of me, if I wanted a mirror down there so I could see all the action..

Those options are probably beautiful for some people, but for me.. that’s kinda gross.. haha..

I’ll leave it up to the professionals to deal with all the goings-on “down there.”  I will just do them a favor and concentrate on what I need to do on my end..

Pain management was one of the topics there.. and I chose the option to “decide when I’m in labor.”  Yes, it was an actual option on the sheet.

Pain management and my epidural dilemma is a whole other blog posting.. I’m still trying to find the words to describe what’s in my head about it all.. and when I do.. you know where you can read it..

So I filled out my birth plan.. I really don’t ask much.. I just want what’s best for this little diva’s debut..

I know that when it comes to labor, NOTHING will really go according to plan.  I should know since I just planned a wedding last year.. and with weddings, you have to expect it to not go as planned… but filling out a birth plan doesn’t hurt.. at least it’s a guideline for the doctors and nurses to know what I kind of want out of this whole experience..

Mommies, did you fill out a birth plan?  Most importantly, did those plans actually come to fruition?

Yesterday I was on the phone for about a half an hour with the hospital’s education department setting the hubby and up for various classes and tours..

I signed up for a tour of our Labor and Delivery facility, a Baby Basics care class, Infant CPR, and our Lamaze class..

We’re going  to be running around a lot in July and August.. it’s gonna be pretty crazy..

Scheduling these classes set the reality that our baby is really going to come soon.. it’s a lot of preparation.. a lot..

This past weekend, hubby and I finally drove down to the hospital where the Labor & Delivery is located.  I told the hubby we needed to drive it at least once a month from now til the baby is born so we get an idea of how to get there and it becomes second nature without having to use his Google Maps app on his phone. 

Hubby thinks I’m “over-preparing.”  But is there really a chance of “over-preparing” when dealing with childbirth?  Hmm..  I don’t know.. but I don’t think so..

I’ve dealt with so many babies in the past 10+years.  Once my cousins started having babies, I was there experiencing a lot of it with them.  I feel like I know how to do a lot of the baby care, but at the same time, I think it will be a little different when it’s my own kid.  The techniques are the same, but I think I will be a little more nervous knowing this is my own child.  A Baby Basics class will allow me to learn about the things a parent does that I didn’t experience with my cousin’s kids..

I’m sure these classes are going to help relieve some of my nerves about taking care of our baby.. I’m sure hubby and I will do fine.. but I can’t help but feel the fears of the unknown..

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