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Ok, how long has it been.....I feel like I haven't been on here for ever.  Thanks for the nudge saymyname.

So on with the update. Things have been going great. The baby is more wonderful everyday. She never ceases to amaze me. With my weight loss journey, the road has been a little bumpy.  I have been completely forgetting to take my vitamins.  I had to buy a dry erase board and calendar and put it next to my bed, so I could write a message to myself everyday to take my vitamins.  I went to my doctor a couple of weeks ago, so I could get my blood work checked. Of course I haven't gone yet because I forgot, I will be going to get that done next week.  I keep forgetting to eat, then by the time my body forces me to remember I have had to grab something that's not always the best to eat.  So to help me with this problem, I've decided to create an eating schedule for myself.  This way I have a specific time to eat.  I'm also preparing my meals in bulk.  When I have spare time, I make a whole bunch of meals and freeze them.  This makes it easier so I don't have to prepare them on the spot.

Ok the baby's waking up and needs to be fed, so I'm going to continue this up date later today.  Please excuse any typos, I didn't get to reread and correct this yet.

On the morning of Friday, August 24th, I started getting this pain that was different. It didn’t hurt that bad; it felt like someone took their knuckles and pressed into my butt and up my lower back. The pain only happened a couple times that day and lasted about 5 seconds each time. I wasn't sure what it was, so I kept on with my work day. That night I finished packing my bag and put it in the car, just in case, and went to bed. (My due date was Sunday, August 26). About 2am (Sat), the pain woke me up. I started timing them until 5am; It came down to about 6 mins apart.  My doc said to call when my contractions were 3-5 mins apart for 1-2 hours. I eventually fell back asleep. 

Around 10am, my stepson’s mother called and wanted to see him. Now this is not an easy drive because she lives 1 ½ hours away from us.  I wasn’t sure if I should take the ride, but decided to go because my contractions had gotten irregular from 15 mins – 1 hour apart.  We dropped my stepson off and met up with my husband’s brother and sister-in-law (she was pregnant too, about 3 weeks behind me). We all decided to go to the mall and walk around. At this point, my contractions were regular again at about 15 mins apart.  We walked through the mall for almost 6 hours, until about 9pm. My contractions were 5 mins apart and much more painful, but still bearable.  My husband and I drove back home.  During this time, my contractions got down to about 2-3 minutes apart. I called my father and stepmother.  My stepmother told me that I should try to stay at home as long as I could because I would be more comfortable. 

When we got home, I took a shower and tried to relax but the contractions were much more painful and about 2 min apart. I called my doctor and she told me to come to the hospital. When I got there and changed, they measured me. I was 6-7 centimeters with contractions that were a minute apart and getting more painful. The doctor said I would probably deliver in a couple of hours.  I told them to hurry up and get that epidural doc, which took another 1-2 hours because everyone and their mother went into labor that night. At this point, the pain was so intense that I couldn’t even think.  I was cursing my stepmother for telling me to wait at home (they admit you and start the epidural from 4 centimeters).  There was a lady in the room next door who was screaming at the top of her lungs.  I told my husband to go next door and tell her to shut-up!!! I snapped at two nurses because one couldn’t get the IV in my arm and stuck me about 20 times. The other nurse and my husband were watching the Fresh Prince on the TV and laughing. I wanted to knock the both of them out.

Finally, the epidural doc came. He told me to keep still while he put the needle in.  At that point my contractions were coming every 30 seconds, feeling like non-stop. I couldn’t imagine keeping still while he put the needle in my back.  Well we managed and he got it in. After about 20 mins, I couldn’t even remember what a contraction was.  That epidural took away every thought of pain.  I was on Cloud 9 and loved everyone. I finally was able to go back to sleep.  After an hour or two, my water broke. It felt and sounded like a water balloon popped in-between my legs and water gushed out. The doc came in and measured me. I was 9 cm dilated.  The baby’s heart beat had gone down some during contractions. The doc put in an internal monitor and added water around the baby.  It worked well and the baby’s heart beat went back up.

At around 10am (Sun), I was just about 10cm, but the doc was delivering another baby.  She came in at around 11:30.  They got everything set up and told me to start pushing.  My legs were mostly num, but I remembered someone telling me to push like I was going to the bathroom, so that’s what I did. After about 3-4 pushes, the baby’s head came out. Her cord was wrapped around her neck multiple times. (This is what caused her heart rate to drop during contractions) The doc had to cut it away, which caused blood to squirt everywhere.  My husband got squirted in the face and started swaying. The nurse (who is white) told my husband (who is black) that he looked whiter than she was and asked him to go sit down on the couch.  I pushed one more time and out slide my baby, who was doodooing as she came out. They doctor announced “It’s a Girl!!!” She was a beautiful 5lbs, 15oz baby and came out right on her due date. After the checkup, she was perfectly healthy. I had torn a whole bunch (getting an episiotomy next time), so it took about 30 minutes to sew up all my tears.