I figured I should document this in case things get tough in the weeks to come, or I feel in over my head once school starts. So this blog is proof to how I feel, which is GREAT! I'm not a fan of pregnancy in the slightest. Aside from the fact that my body can make people and that's pretty much like a super power, it's not fun and comes with a whole slew of things I'd rather not experience. Don't get me wrong, it's 100% worth it... but I get depressed during pregnancy which may be why I feel so good after. I have pre-partum depression instead of post.
I was having weird headaches for a bit but they're gone now and I'm anxious to resume normal activity and start jogging with my double BOB! So quite a few people have asked me about how my labor was and what helped me go for no drugs. 1. It seems like the whole world is pregnant. 2. I'm more scared of the drugs than I am of labor which helps me to go drug free. :) So here it is. It's not something to prove, if anyone wants medication it's definitely a personal choice. But... this is what helped me.
1. Having someone there to support me through the process, to focus on me and be what I needed him to be was invaluable. At times just the presence of someone present in what I was going through was enough but he was also emotional, verbal and physical support when I needed it. Thanks hubby!
2. Being in bed was 10X worse in terms of pain than being able to walk around. My pain was much more manageable when I was able to move, still there and not necessarily less painful but more manageable. There is a fear that comes with that amount of pain and being in bed made me feel helpless against it. It was much more difficult to relax and let my body do what it was trying to do.
3. Having a plan, or preparing mentally is not over rated. I wish I'd prepared more this time, but I relied heavily on rhythmic breathing and hummed through my contractions. For whatever reason that helped. That's pretty much it. I try not to tense up and fight the contractions but to relax through them and remember that's it's temporary and there's an end in sight.
However it happens, it is so so so worth it. I'm almost ready to go again, haha. I love my babies!
OK so, Kevin has been working 12+ hours a day at the fair. So I've been on my own with the babies and it is a little hectic but pretty awesome. I'm proud of myself for surviving and feel like it's a taste of what it'll be like when Kevin's deployed again. It's good to know that I can do it. I like feeling needed. I never enjoy working for a paycheck but I do like being the boss and getting things done how and when I want to. We've been out and about. We went to the library, ran some errands, and walked to the park. It was a bit ambitious to walk to the park and I was pretty tired after that endeavor, but we had fun. I'll post more pictures soon too.
Last thing, we had good friends over the other night while they were waiting to move into their house and it's a night worth blogging about. So for the most part things have been going pretty smoothly, and predictably. We're tired, but as parents of two young kids that's nothing unexpected. We joked about how we had not yet a crisis or even a "log" in the tub incident which was surprising since we bathe Alexander nightly. The very next night, when, we had company over Alexander pooped in the tub, then peed in his room before we got his PJs on and Ellie threw up her entire feeding all over me, herself and our couch. Kevin just got home so we're going to hit the hay and I'll post more about our adventures soon.
I was having weird headaches for a bit but they're gone now and I'm anxious to resume normal activity and start jogging with my double BOB! So quite a few people have asked me about how my labor was and what helped me go for no drugs. 1. It seems like the whole world is pregnant. 2. I'm more scared of the drugs than I am of labor which helps me to go drug free. :) So here it is. It's not something to prove, if anyone wants medication it's definitely a personal choice. But... this is what helped me.
1. Having someone there to support me through the process, to focus on me and be what I needed him to be was invaluable. At times just the presence of someone present in what I was going through was enough but he was also emotional, verbal and physical support when I needed it. Thanks hubby!
2. Being in bed was 10X worse in terms of pain than being able to walk around. My pain was much more manageable when I was able to move, still there and not necessarily less painful but more manageable. There is a fear that comes with that amount of pain and being in bed made me feel helpless against it. It was much more difficult to relax and let my body do what it was trying to do.
3. Having a plan, or preparing mentally is not over rated. I wish I'd prepared more this time, but I relied heavily on rhythmic breathing and hummed through my contractions. For whatever reason that helped. That's pretty much it. I try not to tense up and fight the contractions but to relax through them and remember that's it's temporary and there's an end in sight.
However it happens, it is so so so worth it. I'm almost ready to go again, haha. I love my babies!
OK so, Kevin has been working 12+ hours a day at the fair. So I've been on my own with the babies and it is a little hectic but pretty awesome. I'm proud of myself for surviving and feel like it's a taste of what it'll be like when Kevin's deployed again. It's good to know that I can do it. I like feeling needed. I never enjoy working for a paycheck but I do like being the boss and getting things done how and when I want to. We've been out and about. We went to the library, ran some errands, and walked to the park. It was a bit ambitious to walk to the park and I was pretty tired after that endeavor, but we had fun. I'll post more pictures soon too.
Last thing, we had good friends over the other night while they were waiting to move into their house and it's a night worth blogging about. So for the most part things have been going pretty smoothly, and predictably. We're tired, but as parents of two young kids that's nothing unexpected. We joked about how we had not yet a crisis or even a "log" in the tub incident which was surprising since we bathe Alexander nightly. The very next night, when, we had company over Alexander pooped in the tub, then peed in his room before we got his PJs on and Ellie threw up her entire feeding all over me, herself and our couch. Kevin just got home so we're going to hit the hay and I'll post more about our adventures soon.
Wow! So fun to read this. I think you're amazing. I'm definitely more scared of pains than drugs, so I always really admire those women who do what women have done for thousands of years...not to diminish it, but to applaud it.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are adjusting really well. I think I had help for about a month after #2 and I was still relatively worried about going it alone. Two against one? Ahhh!
Just got your announcement today - love it! She's adorable and we're so very happy for you all.