Pregnancy Journal - Forty Weeks

Israel Cid Adams entered the world Wednesday, April 3 at 10:58pm, just an hour shy of forty weeks. Our little Izzy weighed in at 8 lbs 10 oz and is 21 inches long. He has his daddy's chin and mouth and his mama's cheeks (dimple on the right included) and (maybe) nose.

Labor was interesting as I slowly dilated to 6 cm over the course of several weeks starting at week 28 when the OB found I was already starting to dilate and I was subsequently put on bed rest. All those weeks of "contractions" had only gotten me so far. I say "contractions" because now that I know what active labor feels like, though very important to my progress, they were a drop in the bucket compared to what I eventually felt.

When ever I told anyone that I was already dilated to a 6 (or a 4 or 5 for that matter) the reactions I received were always the same. "Why are you not at the hospital??" We knew that if we went to the hospital and I wasn't in active labor (meaning the contractions hurt!) they would want to induce me due to how far I had dilated. I committed myself to unmedicated childbirth long, long ago and the Captain had become fully supportive after some convincing. But, knowing that this baby was just getting bigger as my due date approached, we were getting more and more anxious to see more progress.

this is happening!

Wednesday morning I called my midwife and asked her about the prospect of breaking my waters manually as it seemed like it could take my body forever to begin active labor. She suggested I start with the infamous castor oil instead and then come in to get checked. I took two doses of the awful stuff and then waited for the magic. My contractions (still not painful) started to pick up and become regular (every 3-5 minutes) around noon. I went into the drs office later in the afternoon, had a quick consultation to find I had dilated a little bit more to a 7 and called the Captain. We decided that he would cancel his evening patients and meet me at the hospital. I had taken the subway to my consult, so he would also swing by the house to grab our hospital bag and then take a cab to avoid ridiculous parking fees.

trying not to "push into my face"

At the hospital, I handed my pre-filled in paperwork to the registrar and pointed out my handwritten note at the top stating I was already in the system and none on my information had changed. I was, for the first time in all of my visits, the only woman in labor in the waiting room. Yes, I have seen full term mamas waiting for a labor and delivery room or even just to be seen in triage. Once other waiting room patrons realized I was there to have a baby, the conversations seemed to change. "You're in labor?" "Uh, yep! (big smile on my face) "You seem really calm, that's amazing." What do I say to that? "Well, my contractions don't hurt..." Blank stares.

We were admitted and taken to a very spacious L&D room at 6:00 pm where we waited for my midwife whose office hours ended at 7:00 pm. I changed into a beautiful and flattering gown (hehe) and grippy bottomed socks and was put through some calisthenics by the Captain. He figured if we could get my water to break on its own, we'd be that much further ahead of the game. Lunges, squatting, work on the birthing ball, jumping jacks. Why yes, this IS our first child birth. How did you know? Next time I'll just relax and reserve my strength.

Elisabeth, my midwife, arrived just after 7 and broke my water at 7:30. The very next contraction took my breath away and the intensity just kept building from there. After having contractions for months, I finally felt what a real, working contraction feels like. The Captain says after the third hard contraction I  said, "I can't do this?" to which he laughed and said, "Oh, you're doing this!" I don't remember this conversation at all. :)

He was the sweetest birth coach, running from one side of the bed to the other, grabbing my ice chips, whispering encouragement, pushing on my lower back...once he starting pushing on my lower back I wouldn't let him do anything else. That alone provided the most relief. We had prepared for birth using the Bradley Method, which is all about the position you're in during labor (called "the running man position" lying on your side, almost stomach with the top leg bent up resting on a pillow) and total relaxation during each contraction...just breathing through them. With all my previous yoga practice, focusing on the breath is not difficult for me to do, but by about 9:30 pm I was having a difficult time breathing through them.

At this point, Elisabeth turned to me (she had been sitting by the monitors reading a book the whole time, periodically checking in and checking my progress) suggested that I was probably in transition and may feel better laboring in the shower and to come back to the bed when I felt the urge to push. Is was the best suggestion as the hot water pelting my body was so comforting and distracting, even relaxing. Because the bathroom was so steamy, the Captain brought his iPhone in playing the Caribbean channel on Pandora. So I transitioned imagining I was laying on the beach ;). Though that makes it sound like it was easy, which it was not. Not. One. Bit.

Once I felt the urge to push I waited for a break between contractions and made a beeline back to the bed. I moved through several different pushing positions. First in a full squat using a squatting bar. Then on my left side, then right side, back and back to my side and ended up on my back. But to say I was on my back is not super accurate since the back of the bed was elevated to about 45 degrees and  the Captain and our nurse were at each side holding my legs. I was, in essence in a squat without the help of gravity, but neither did I have to utilize any more strength trying to keep myself upright. On my side, the baby's progress would stall. He was caught on my pubic bone. Moving to my back helped, but his little heart rate would decrease. They gave me oxygen to breath during the rest periods.

The encouragement I received from our little team (the Captain, Elisabeth and my L&D nurse) was motivating, but the best motivation was the mirror I had asked for. Being able to watch the baby's progress and descent was what I needed to keep going and not give up. I could visually associate what a "good push" looked like with how it felt. I know it's not an experience every woman wants to have, but being able to see his little head crowning and then watch Elisabeth pull his little arm out, which was up by his head just like it had been for the last several months in the womb, and then his shoulders, torso, and finally his legs was nothing short of miraculous.

To say giving birth was the hardest and most painful experience I have had and ever hope to have is an understatement. But the thing is, as soon as Izzy's little legs were out and he was placed on my abdomen the pain was gone and wiped from memory. It is truly a miracle. I do have recovery pain, but this little guy is worth every ounce of ache.

juiciest lips!

Thus far he has been a calm and peaceful baby, so easy to sooth. He has brought new meaning to our lives and a deep sense of purpose.  His arrival was long awaited and I truly love being his mommy. Thanks be to God who in His mercy has found us worthy to be parents and to experience the best and biggest miracle.

Pregnancy Journal - Thirty-nine Weeks

Update: We are ready to go over here! The hospital bags have been packed for weeks. Every morning after I get ready I put my toiletry bag and my iPad charger back in and each night I take them back out again.
 How far along: 39 weeks, 5 days

Weight gain, body changes: I've definitely "popped". Lost one lb from last week making my final weigh in a total of 37 lbs. My face and hands have swollen up, as have my feet but that swelling is more subtle. I had to stop wearing my engagement ring early on and more recently have switched out my wedding band (I had the Captain purchase my wedding band a size bigger than my engagement ring for this very circumstance) for another ring that fits over my fat finger. I miraculously made it through without a stretch mark and my navel stayed inside.

the Captain figuring out
the carseat

Movement: The baby is riding very low now and I can feel him turn his head back and forth like he's telling me "no". I keep telling him "yes! It's okay to come out." His other wriggly movements are still pretty constant. Every now and then, when the Captain feels him move he'll look surprised and say, "He's right there (pointing to a specific spot on my belly)," and I'll say, "He's right there?!? Honey, he's everywhere!"

Sleep: I've been too excited to sleep. I'm like a kid on Christmas Eve.

Best thing about this week: Granted, this kid could continue to cook for a couple more weeks, but the up coming 40 week mark has me hopeful!

packing up my work
computer for the duration
of my maternity leave

What made you cry: This week was tear free. Maybe my first. Ever.

Food cravings: Everything. I am hungry all the time.

Something you miss: Is it possible to miss someone you haven't really met in person? I'm so excited to meet our son and get to know his personality, to learn how to comfort him, to see what color eyes he will have. (We only just found out that both of Tim's grandfathers had blue eyes. We were under the impression that it was straight brown all the way back-well at least as far as it matters for genetics and eye color. I just assumed all of our kids would have brown eyes.)


How's your mood: Pretty great! Anxious and excited. So excited. Did I mention I am excited?

Any surprises? Just that we've made it this far. I've been a little discouraged after being told that our little guy was going to come early, even "guaranteed" that he would be born last weekend. But my midwife mentioned something at my last appointment that I've tried to focus on. Full term (40 weeks) babies breastfeed better than 37 or 38 week babies. So, the longer we go the better, right?

just one of the many
activities to try to push things
along...museum walking

Pregnancy Journal - Thirty-eight Weeks

Update: We're still cooking over here, though we have had a couple "false starts." Last night we timed my contractions at about 3-4 minutes apart from 9:30pm until well after midnight when I decided to get some sleep. The contractions slowed down after that. A similar thing happened about a week ago. My midwife continues to be surprised every time she sees me and it's not at the hospital.

We're following a fun regime of labor-inducing activities. The sweet Chinese lady who runs the closest produce market has gotten into the habit of saying, "Thank you, baby" when I come in for my fresh pineapple (it's on the list of things to eat!). Today, she got a kick out of me pretending to talk for the baby and say thank you back to her. I've taken up "curb walking" (aka: walking with one foot in the gutter). A good friend of mine who is a doula also said it's a good hip opener. The challenging thing in Brooklyn is that there are very few curbs that are not lined with cars and even fewer that aren't covered in dog poop. Apparently, when the signs say, "please curb your dog" pet owners around here don't also assume that means "and pick up after him too."

How far along: 38 weeks 4 days

Weight gain, body changes: Since my last post at 35 weeks, I've gained 9 lbs (37 lb total weight gain) and 2 more inches around my middle. I have no new stretch marks )that I can find at least). The straight vitamin E and coconut oil seems to be working. My belly button is still an innie, though it is extremely shallow.
Last Friday I was dilated to 4-5cm and 90% effaced. Really, this kid could come any day now, but I'm just trying to be open to any birthday he chooses over the next few weeks. Now that we're "in the clear" I'm extremely low risk. My strep B test came back negative, the baby's in a great position for a natural birth, I'm feeling great...we have no reason to expect any complications. On the 12th of this month the baby was estimated at 6 lbs 11 oz. He'll be measured again tomorrow, but I'm guessing he's about 7.5 lbs now.  Oh how I would love to not have to birth a 9-10 lb baby.

Movement: The baby's still moving really well. He's been in the same position for the last few months, but he's got lots of wiggle room.

Sleep: It's hit or miss, but the last few nights when I do sleep, I sleep really well it's just not for very long. On the weekends, I've been able to nap like a champ! That's been great, since I couldn't really sleep during the day before a few weeks ago.

Best thing about this week: Getting excited that he could come "tonight" or "tomorrow."

What made you cry: At my appointment this week, there was a couple in the waiting room with a 1 week old baby boy. He got hungry and started to cry, which totally made me cry. I couldn't stop! I'm not sure why I was crying, if it was just hormonal or if it was out of longing for our little boy to be on the outside. People keep telling me to enjoy being pregnant and that they are so much more work once they are born, but I just can't wait to meet this little guy and be his mama.

Food cravings: Sweets. They've been terribly difficult to resist. The last few days have been a little easier though.

Something you miss: I will be so excited to be able to sleep on my back again. My shoulders are really starting to feel it. And some tuna sashimi. That's going to be one of the first things I eat after the baby's born.

Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope. Finally. It a little ironic that the last few weeks of this pregnancy is when I have felt the best.

How's your mood: Very optimistic and excited. It's been nice to be able to do more and not be afraid of jeopardizing the wellness of my baby--book club, birthday dinners (and karoke!), and shopping trips to the city.

We went and saw Lion King on Broadway a few weeks ago. I was bawling like a baby during the opening scene. It was just so overwhelming and beautiful and brought back happy memories of my family. Sitting there for that long, however, was torturous. One perk was that they let me skip the line in the ladies room. That was fantastic!

The Captain and I helped out in the nursery at church yesterday (18-36 month olds) and it was all about getting down on their level (on the ground) or picking up and comforting the sad ones. He confided in me later that it was relieving for him to see that I was capable of being very pregnant and doing "mom type stuff." This pregnancy with all of it's restrictions and sickness, I think, had us both concerned for how I'll be able to handle subsequent pregnancies. I'm crossing my fingers they go a little easier.

Any surprises? After 10 weeks of being so careful to to keep this baby inside, it's starting to seem like he'll never come out! I know that's ridiculous because I haven't even reached my due date yet, but it's still surprising. 

Pregnancy Journal - Thirty-five Weeks

How far along: 35 weeks

Weight gain, body changes: 5 more lbs in the last few weeks bringing my total weight gain to 28 lbs. I've also grown another 1.5 inches around my middle. And the baby has started putting on weight like a champ, measuring in at an estimated 5 lbs at our ultrasound 10 days ago. If he's on track with the norm (an ounce a day), he's probably nearly 6 lbs now. He's definitely putting on the chub!

Movement: He may be running out of room, but it doesn't stop him from getting in his hourly exercise. Benching my kidneys and swinging from my colon...at least that's what it feels like sometimes. He's been pretty much in the same position for the last couple months though, head down with his back along my left side and his little feet digging into the small space between my right ribs and hip bone. I'm amazed by how responsive he is to touch. The Captain had a fun little game of push and shove going the other day where he'd push a little on one spot and the baby would push back on the same spot. WE thought it was pretty cute (and so advanced!! right? everything our kid does is going to be so advanced in our eyes), though I'm not sure if the baby thought it was a fun game. He may well have been saying, "Stop shoving me!"

Sleep: It is getting increasingly uncomfortable, but I'm sleeping pretty hard--until I have to turn or use the facilities. Lately, after my early morning trip (between 3-5am) I have a hard time falling back asleep so I'll read for an hour or so and then go back to sleep until the Captain wakes up and wants to play with the baby :).

Best thing about this week: A couple of my friends here in the BK threw me a lovely baby shower (though technically is was week 33). I had so much fun visiting with friends that I haven't seen since being placed on house arrest bedrest and friends that I just haven't been able to catch up with. Our friends, Ashlee and Nate, even came up from DC and stayed for the weekend. They have a darling 14 month old baby girl who tested out our new stroller and told us that it's a keeper.

What made you cry: I've felt pretty stable the last few weeks. Though, on the long days I can get a little lonely. Saturdays when the Captain is working are the hardest.

Food cravings: Nothing unusual.

Something you miss: That all too brief period when my digestive tract was feeling pretty good. Now that all my organs are squished I'm feeling a little queasy in the mornings (nothing like before though) and have not been able to train myself to eat smaller portions yet.

Anything making you queasy or sick: see above.

Appointments: Since my last entry, I've had another ultrasound and a couple of dr's appointments. We also did the 32 week "stress test" which the baby passed with flying colors. He does not like those monitors though and kept pushing them so hard they would slide around. We're moving into the appointments every week phase and I guess we'll be getting weekly ultrasounds too starting next week. I don't know if it's New York or if it's just because of his mild hydronephrosis (enlarged kidneys) but it does seem a little over kill. This baby has got to be setting some sort of record for pre-birth portraits.

How's your mood: Good! Getting excited to meet this little guy face to face.

Any surprises? I didn't realized how heavy my belly would be. When I roll over in bed, I have to make sure I manually push my belly too, otherwise it might not follow the rest of me!

Pregnancy Journal - Thirty-two Weeks

How far along: 302 weeks (I've been delinquent...again)

Weight gain, body changes: I haven't changed much so I'm just going to write about the baby here. At our last ultrasound the tech estimated (amazing they can even come close just based on the size of his head and the length of his femur) he's weighing in at a whopping 3lbs 3oz. That was 2 1/2 weeks ago, so who knows how big he is now. I, on the other hand, have gained 5lbs (+21 pre-pregnancy) and 1 1/2 inches around my middle.

Movement: This baby's still kicking, rolling, twisting and poking like a prize fighter. My midwife asked at my last appointment to make sure I can count at 10 kicks about 2 hours out of the day. I almost laughed because there are only about 2 hours that I don't feel him moving around.

Sleep: I've slept so much better lately. I don't know what it different...maybe working from home and not having the extra stress of having to get up, get ready and manage the whole morning commute. This doesn't have to do with sleep so much as when I'm up, but I've started downing a glass of water when I do get up in the night and I think it's helping to reduce my contractions.

Best thing about this week: Absolutely working from home. It has been such a blessing! I went into the office one day a couple weeks ago and had three contractions on the way there and three on the way home, plus several during the day. I had full intentions of going in twice a week, but after that it made me really nervous. My boss has been super understanding and is leaving it up to me to decide if and when I can physically come in.

What made you cry: I have felt really fortunate this week (30). I only had one "sensitive moment"when I let myself get discouraged at how little I can do right now (aka: I feel like a little tornado leaving a trail of clutter and dishes everywhere I go). And then the Captain reminded me that I'm doing a lot just by growing this baby and keeping him safely inside. Last Saturday I spent all day working on a new maternity skirt that ended up being a big fail. What a waste of a day! I was so frustrated, I cried. I have so little opportunities to do anything other than work and drink water that it was a big disappointment for that project to not turn out. I decided to set it aside and turn it into a non-maternity skirt later. I've also started watching Friday Night Lights on Netflicks, which has increased the amount of crying around here.

Food cravings: I never got my watermelon or mango last week, so they are still on my list,  but I have two mangos ripening up on my counter right now :). Auntie Anne's cinnamon sugar pretzel sticks. Buttery goodness. I found a copycat recipe online and made it twice. I'm pretty sure I ate one of the batches by myself.

Something you miss: Cleaning. Weird. I totally miss it. The Captain has really stepped up around here folding my laundry, doing the dishes, making dinner, taking out the trash, cleaning out the kitchen sink catch, doing all the grocery shopping.

Anything making you queasy or sick: I have been Zofran free for about two four weeks now. This staying inside thing is definitely helping with this.

Appointments: I had an ultrasound appointment to check the baby's kidneys. I paid attention this time and each kidney is measuring about .75cm. I don't even know if that's normal for how far along we are or not. I made another trip to L&D at the hospital. I had a morning of back to back contractions. They gave me some fluids and found that I have not dilated anymore from last time. Good news.

How's your mood: Much improved. Better sleep, control of my environment, make a big difference. As long as I can keep the cabin fever at bay, I'm good. I am learning how to crochet. The Captain went to the city a few weeks ago to run some errands and found a yarn store to pick up some materials (this was almost entirely his idea, by the way). Can you imagine him standing in front of towering rainbow walls of yarn trying to pick out a couple projects for me? What a trooper. He brought back six skeins of a multi-gray yarn for a mini afghan for the baby and a really pretty blue for a practice scarf--per the sales lady's recommendation. Once I started, he couldn't stand watching me have all the fun.  So we decided to make the baby a blanket together. He's doing a fantastic job. I, on the other hand, am letting pregnancy brain dictate how many stitches I miss. Ugh, we're going to have to take out the last 4 rows that I did and he's going to have to re-do it for me. I'm so glad I married a man who is handy and not afraid to think crocheting and sewing as just as tough as demoing a kitchen.

Any surprises? We found out my older brother's wife is having a boy, which makes three baby boys on my side of the family due within three months of each other. And here I had been afraid my kids would be the youngest of the cousins by a long shot.