Showing posts with label Baby Sides. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Baby Sides. Show all posts

The Baby Bump - Start to Finish

If you follow me on Bloglovin, you're going to see this update despite me back-dating it a couple of years. :)  I just really wanted my first pregnancy baby bump documented in collage form.

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Brantley's Birth Story

My baby is ten days old today.  I've been wanting to blog about his birth story, mainly so that I remember all the little details, but also for anyone that cares to read it!  I was so nervous about the labor and delivery process and feel compelled to share my less-than-scary story with all the future mamas out there!  So...here ya go!

The day was Friday, July 6.  Our alarms sounded at 5:45 a.m. and we scurried around, anxiously preparing for our trip to the hospital.  Of course, our bags my bag had been packed for weeks, so there was little to do besides throw in those last-minute items and snap my final "baby bump" photo.  The morning was so surreal.  Every so often one of us would stop at say, "We're having a baby today!" Craziness...

Because his birth was a scheduled induction, I didn't get to experience "going into labor".  I was slightly disappointed about that, as I wanted to know what it felt like to happen naturally.  But, looking back, I wouldn't change anything about it!

We said our good-byes to Kinnick and headed out around 6:40.  We were scheduled check in at the hospital at 7.  Again, driving to the hospital, parking, and walking inside knowing that day was going to change our lives forever was so weird - good weird, amazing weird, and somewhat scary weird.

We checked in and were taken back to our labor/delivery room pretty quickly.  I was hooked up to the IV, baby heart monitor, and contraction monitor.  The nurse checked me and I was nearly 2 cm dilated and about 70-80% effaced...so basically no change from my appointment a week before.  (So much for stripping the membranes!)

Craig snapped a few photos of me and we took one of the two of us together, courtesy of the self-timer.



At 8:10, I was started on pitocin.  My doctor stopped by around 8:45 and broke my water.  Eew.  It was weird.  Like disgusting weird.  Not so much a trickle, as they told us in childbirth class, but rather a gush of fluid.  I'd sure hate for that to happen in public.

She also said whenever I wanted the epidural was just fine with her!  Love my laid-back doc!

Around 10:00, I was dilated to 3cm.  Until that point, the contractions were very manageable...slight tightening in my stomach on the lower end to period-like cramps on the higher end.  And they didn't last long, so I was able to handle them just fine.  At 3cm, I was struggling.  There were times I felt like throwing up because the pain was so intense and seemed to last for five minutes (though I know each contractions was really more like a minute).

I was hesitant to get the epidural so soon, as I didn't want it to slow my progress.  However, the nurse suggested I go ahead and do it, assuming I knew I wanted one eventually.

That was the best advice ever! 

I gave the go-ahead and the anesthesiologist was there soon after.  He prepped me and pretty quickly, inserted the epidural into my lower back.  Since they numb the area first with a local anesthetic, I didn't even feel the actual epidural.

Within a few minutes, the contractions were less intense; however, I could still feel much of my left side.  They had me roll to my left side, which helped, and my pain was completely gone in about 15 to 20 minutes total.

At that point, the anesthesiologist said something like "This is the point women usually think 'Yep, I can do this again.'"  That couldn't be closer to the truth! 

I was pain-free for about 45 minutes and then the contractions started to hurt again on my left side.  Again, I remember thinking "I'm gonna throw up".  Luckily, I never did.

At 11:30, Craig pushed the button* to increase my epidural three times (once every ten minutes).  It was about 45 more minutes before I was completely pain-free once again.

Despite being pain-free, I still had decent feeling in my legs, feet, and toes.  I could lift my legs and move them.  I was able to feel them when touched.  I think I had the best of both worlds - no pain, but not completely numb legs, either!

My parents made their way to the hospital sometime late morning and chilled in our room for awhile.



At noon, I was approximately 7 to 8 cm dilated.


At 12:30, I was the same, but the baby's head had dropped significantly.

At 12:50, I was 9-10 cm dilated.  Apparently the epidural helped me relax and things progressed very quickly!

(My notes stop here, so things are a little fuzzy...)

I think, around 1:30, I began pushing.  However, my doctor was going back and forth between me and another patient in labor, so my nurse was instructed to have me push only every other contraction.

Since I couldn't feel anything in my pelvic area (not even pressure like some people), I had a hard time pushing.  The nurse tied a knot in the end of a towel and had me play "tug-of-war" with the towel.  Apparently, when doing so, you use the muscles required to push.  It worked like a charm and Craig eventually took over the other end of the tug-of-war towel.

Which means he had a front-row view of everything.  And he watched the entire thing.

My doctor finally showed up (after delivering the other baby) and it was go-time!  Despite being "sunny-side-up" (face up) the entire morning, the baby had turned face down shortly before delivery.  I pushed only a few more times and before I knew it, they said the baby's head was out.  I could feel my doctor pull out his other body parts and just like that, he was here.  The official time was 2:38 p.m.

The rest is kind of a blur.  They immediately put him on my chest and then cleaned him up, took his stats, etc. while the doctor delivered my placenta.  Craig headed to the lobby to share the good news with our families (his mom and sister arrived about 30 minutes prior) and then we had some time to bond before family came back.













So, there's the story of my baby boy's birth.  The whole experience was amazing.  Not at all scary and not nearly as painful as I thought it would be!  Now, why on Earth you'd want to attempt it without an epidural is beyond me.  No thank you.  But, with an epidural, it was a wonderful, joyous, and best of all, pain-free experience!

*Until our childbirth class, I didn't realize that a catheter is inserted into your back during an epidural.  The medication continues to flow until they remove the catheter after delivery.  You can also push a button to increase the epidural if ever you experience any pain. 

B is for Brantley

So excited Baby's name is no longer a secret!  Whew!  We did pretty well at keeping the secret with the exception of a couple people.  Our backyard neighbors knew after he caught us spray painting the letters in our garage (and shared the news with his wife), and our friend Jamie knew, as I forget to take the name off the wall of the nursery the day of our maternity photos.  Oops!  She did snap a pretty cool photo though....

Before we painted the letters black.
Anyway, here's the story behind the name Brantley Carter...

Growing up a Sarah (and being one of five in my graduating class of 130), my goal was to pick a name that was fairly uncommon, but not off-the-wall weird.  I always hated being "Sarah F."  I wanted our son to be known by his first name and first name only.

Enter Brantley.  The idea came from the country singer Brantley Gilbert.  Not that we love him (he's okay), but did love the name when we saw it scroll across our radio waaaaaay back last fall--even before I was pregnant!

We didn't officially decide to use the name until about a month ago.  We (or I) felt the need to "explore other options" before making any decisions, but together, we kept going back to Brantley.  It was the only name we both really, really liked.

Imagine my disappointment when I came across this article by the Social Security Administration stating that the name Brantley made the biggest jump in the boy category for the year 2011.  Booo.  Looks like our Brantley might not be the only one.  Oh well.  We still love the name!

Craig likes to shorten it to Brant...and says that's his plan.  I've never been a fan of nicknames.  If you want your kid to be called by something specific, then name him that.  If I wanted him to be referred to as Brant, I would name him Brant.

But whatever.  I will call him Brantley.  The hubs can call him Brant.  And you can call him whichever you like.  Brant{ley}, himself, can someday decide which he prefers!

I did worry slightly about our son's initials: BS.  I hope he doesn't get made fun of for that.  But, kind of cool if you just use his first initial with last name, B.Sides.  You know, like 'besides'. :)

Hey, it's better than some of the names suggested by my students:

Parallel (Sides)
Congruent (Sides)
In (Sides)
Out (Sides)

Clever kids, they are!

Other favorites of mine were as follows:

Broxton (inspiration from Royals pitcher, Jonathan Broxton)
Brayson/Braycin
Braylen
Grayson (the other main contender and only other favorite that Craig liked also)

(I'm not sure why I like B names so much...)

Brantley's middle name, Carter, has no significance.  It was a favorite of Craig's.  I was fine with Carter as a middle name, but not a first.  Too common in recent years.

Brantley Carter Sides.  Full initials: BCS.  We both like college football, so it only makes sense!  Even though the BCS is going away and people hate it anyway.  I still like the sports connection.

If I got my wish, all of our kids' names would start with the same letter, but the hubs thinks that's stupid.  I guess I have a couple years before Baby #2's arrival to convince him otherwise. :)

Here's some more pictures of his room!  And the newborn photo props I have!






 

Welcome Brantley Carter!

Welcome to the world:
 Brantley Carter Sides
Friday, July 6 at 2:38pm
8 pounds 0 ounces
21 inches long

I'm doing great!  I had a very easy, smooth, and quick labor and delivery.  (More to come on that later.)  I have also experienced little to no pain since his birth.

Unfortunately, Brantley was placed in the NICU about six hours after birth due to some difficulty breathing.  Yesterday morning, it was determined that the breathing issues may have been due to an infection in his lungs (a fairly common thing) and he was started on antibiotics.  After 48 hours on antibiotics, they will re-evaluate.  Best case scenario, he will be released Monday or Tuesday.  Worst case at this point, he will stay in the NICU for a full seven days to receive more antibiotics and to be monitored closely. 

As of this morning, his breathing was significantly better and white blood cell count (a sign of infection) was improved, as well.  Despite the breathing issues, his oxygen levels have always been near perfect.

In addition, he spit up some neon-greenish junk yesterday - a sign that something could be upsetting his stomach.  They did a stomach x-ray to check things out.  The x-ray wasn't perfect, but didn't show anything abnormal either.  The did another stomach x-ray this morning and things looked much better!

On a positive note, his brain seems to be healthy and normal!  A head ultrasound was performed last night around 7:00.  We haven't yet heard the results, but our pediatrician anticipates a positive outcome.  Cognitively, he is acting like a normal, newborn baby.

Of course, it's hard not having Brantley with us in our room at all times, but we can go see him and hold him in the NICU whenever we want.

Daddy is doing great and is so in love with his little man!  

I am being discharged later today, but we are planning to stick around and "board", as the hospital calls it.  They have rooms where we can stay until Brantley is discharged, so that's where we'll be!

Thank you for all the congrats, well-wishes, thoughts, and prayers!  I seriously can't keep up with all the texts, calls, emails, and Facebook comments!  Thanks also for all the requests to come visit.  We would LOVE visitors and can't wait to see everyone, but have been telling people it's not worth their time since Baby Brantley is not with us.

I have TONS of photos to share (imagine that - I already told Brantley to get used to Mommy's camera flash) and more blog posts in store, so stay tuned!

July Baby

I saw this on Pinterest.  I hope our little boy doesn't feel this way!  I was excited for him to have a summer birthday (hello pool parties, baseball games, and fun-in-the-sun)...having a January birthday always made me wish for such!


Sweet Baby Boy

Here are the most recent (and last ever) sonogram pictures of our 5 pound 8 ounce little man.  Next time we see this precious face, he will be here!!!