Here is the beautiful story of why Mom of 3 Boys is now +1
- Positive Test in August
- Due date set May 9 2013
- It's A Boy in December
- Begin being miserable in January
- April 13 Surprise! It's A Boy!
WHAT'S IN A NAME
If it was a girl, she would have been Halie (hay-lee) Marie...we have both loved this name for years, no particular reason...guess well have to save it for grand kids (wink wink)
Well since we already have three boys, it was tough to come up with a name for a fourth! We didn't want to do a Jr. or II but we wanted a variation of hubby's name Damon. Damien has three origin variations ~ Greek ( To Tame ); English ( To Tame ); Polish ( Of The People )... Damien is hubby's Father's Father's name, and Andrew has two origin variations ~ Greek ( Man Warrior ); English ( Man Warrior ) was Damon's Mother's Father's name. So in our tradition of using family names, this is where we got his name from.
LONG VERSION OF DAMIEN WITH PICTURES AND UNNECESSARY DETAILS
After being pregnant 3 times before, you would think i would have known what to expect, but this one was anything but normal....
We started trying in July, after following the ovulation rules and keeping up on the days and mommy daddy time in the pink pad app..i was sure we would be pregnant! But test after test, and august rolling around, still no positive or aunt flo...i was so confused and disappointed (i felt like an idiot for charting, its not like we've never gotten preg before)...but come mid august i felt compelled to take my last test even though i was positive it would be negative...but low and behold...a LINE! apparently i have an irregular . and ovulated a month after i should have...this happened to be 2 days after hubby's birthday, so i stuck it in a box and wrapped it..told him we picked him up something else (boys were totally in on it) He was completely shocked to pull this out!
|FINALLY A POSITIVE!|
My OB set up an ultrasound to measure and see how far along...6 weeks..That's it!! I wanted to ball like a big ol baby...that's a whole five weeks after the swimmers should have done there job...ugh...Many Many weeks go by, i deal with the heartburn, and mild morning sickness...never had either...it was torture! Finally week 19 is here ~ahhhh~ and the heavens shine down...Ultrasound time! And a week before Christmas! What a fabulous gift...well almost...the whole family was expecting an empty space instead there's another needle showing on the screen.../i could see it on hubby's face, he wanted to cry, and we sat there for at least five minutes trying to explain to a three year old that he was having ANOTHER BROTHER, not a sister like he's claimed it was for the past three months...I mean what are the odds..4 BOYS!!
|IT'S A BOY!|
My next Dr. apt i got the shock of my life...a nurse comes in and hands me a appointment card for the MFM or moms worse fear Dr. I was completely confused and thought she was in the wrong room...but when my Dr. came in she explained that they had seen some fluid around MY babies heart in the US...with a WHAAAA & a BOOOHOO & a why me, i got over myself and went to the appointment...so for the next 10 weeks i go and get ultrasounds, measure his growth, and get told different stories by different Dr.s ones concerned, one doesn't see anything that's a problem...WHY CANT PEOPLE BE ON THE SAME PAGE!! LIKE I NEED THIS STRESS!
|Growing Belly ~ totally tell I dropped at 34 weeks|
At 28 weeks i loose my mucus plug, Dr.s not concerned ( i dilated early with my others too and made full term)..But I'm really miserable now, all i want to do is sleep..i take iron pills daily cause of course now I'm anemic...and we all know with a three year old running around sleep is not an option! On top of it i have the worst heartburn ever! Most days even two Zantac didn't help! By 32 weeks my Dr. has me coming weekly, and is now saying she doesn't think ill make my due date...I shrug it off..I've never had an early baby, why start now. At my 34 week i was 1-2 cm (normal for me)...at my 35 week i was 2-3...the next few days i had something i never had..THE SHOW (you mommy's know what I'm talkin) I knew it was coming...Friday i didn't feel like myself...i was completely freaked out...am i going to be able to breastfeed...omg we have another baby coming soon...i went and lied down after hubby got home, i just wanted peace and quiet...hubby knew something was wrong, i just thought i was tired and wanted rest.
So I woke up at 5ish with some "gas" pains ( yea i had gas) and got up to go to the bathroom, several times...By time hubby got up around 6ish i was still awake and couldn't sleep because of the pains and this nervous feeling...He asked if i was ok, i was like yea i just gotta poop...lol...he really didn't think he should go to work, but i assured him it was ok...well...Come 7:00 it WASN'T OK! My pains were now hurting, and I'm wanting to cry...I text him and got the boys up...Hubs got home and we finished packing the boys a bag, gathering our bags and called the Dr.s office. We didn't even wait for them to call back, my contractions were 3-5 minutes apart, and holy hell...I wanted to scream, but didn't want to scare the three kids in the back seat of the truck...oh did I mention I am sitting on a towel provided by the paranoid hubby. I kid you not were going like 65-70 down a 45 inner city road...I don't even want to look, and on top of that are these g.d. contractions...
We get to the hospital around 7:50, and he drops me off up front then goes to park...I go inside only to find an empty lobby!! Where the hell are the people that are suppose to take pitty and wheel me upstairs!? So I sit on the bench and wait for hubby and the kids who come in after what seems like a life time...we all go up to the second floor (that's all I know) we get off the elevator and are clueless on where to go! We stop and look left, there is a nurses station, and to the right are a set of locked doors...A nurse saw us, and said to go to the LOCKED DOORS (of course..sheesh) push the button and tell them I'm in labor...well ok...so we do, and the doors magically open...we follow the signs down two long corridors (of course the delivery nurses station is in the back corner!) They can see I'm hurting but have me fill out a paper with name and Dr...and other crap I don't remember cause I WAS IN PAIN!
They stick me in triage to check me out (in there minds to send me home since I'm only 36.2 weeks) I change into the fashionable gowns they hand you and go to the bathroom only to wipe and see blood...umm...I don't think I'm going home! I get in the bed and have even stronger contractions (is that possible? HOLY HELL!) The nurse takes her time, and finally checks me (wasn't really that long) and she's like "your ready" I said WHAT, i have time for an EPI right? "NO" ... OMG is this really happening...Hubby was on the phone with the Dr. who just now called us back and he asks how far "She's at a 9" WHAT!!?? They rush me into the last room they have open (sorry to the girl they just wheeled into triage with her water broken!) They move me cautiously to my bed, and are running around like chickens...in between contractions I'm signing god knows what, and there attempting an iv..I told the nurse NO, but she just laughed...she then attempted to put the iv in my right hand, after I informed her that no one can ever get one in there...well what do you know...she couldn't get it in there, so now the other nurse attempts to put one where I normally get it, in my left wrist and WOW, it went in! Right after that I had a good contraction and then "the urge" I HAVE TO PUSH, I yell..."Don't" I hear...well you can't exactly NOT...the Dr. walks in and suits up just in time for my second "urge" when my water breaks, then a third and WHOOSH ~ IT'S A BOY! WELCOME EARTH SIDE DAMIEN!
|Just Born ~ 6.11lbs 19.5in|
Just as the Dr. lays him on me to clamp and cut the cord he pees on her...way to start your life little man! LOL...He spent the next eight hours in the nursery because of the pericardial effusion...cardiologist checked him out...and has a clean bill of health! My little Chris was so upset and crying at the nursery window because he wanted to hold his brother...he waited a whole nine months and didn't understand why he couldn't hold him yet...I got him back at four and was so excited for the boys to be able to hold him and snuggle him myself! I got to spend the night with him in the room, but after the next mornings blood tests he was taken away again because of jaundice...booo...it just never ends for this pregnancy! Had to spend all day and night in the nursery under the uv lights...That second night was soooo lonely!!...but discharge day we both got to leave with a clean bill of health!
|Snuggle Time ~ The only in room time we had|
|Finally getting to hold his brother ~ that was a long 9 months|
|My Four Beautiful Boys!|
Off to more wonderful days with our complete family!