I’m Back!

Back in November I dropped off the edge of the edge of the blogging earth. I just couldn’t keep up with blogging, cleaning, R, and the holidays. Something had to give and blogging was very easy to give up. So I stopped. 

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At first, I was enjoying my newfound freedom but then I started to miss it. So I posted here and there on social media but overall I was still MIA. By the end of December, I had settled on how to bring together the best of both blogging and not blogging: I’d lose the schedule. 

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I wanted so terribly to jump out into the blogging world and give it my everything. That’s how I tend to do things: obsess night and day over anything I’m interested in. The opportunity cost of jumping head first into blogging though is just too high for me to be willing to pay for long: my family. I could easily spend upwards of 60-70 hours a week writing, photographing, editing, posting on social media, making new contacts, etc. and not even put a dent in my blogging to-do list. Those 60 hours came from play time, cleaning time, and even my sleeping time. I do not want to be a mother permanently attached to her phone/tablet/computer. 

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R is already obsessed with electronics. If she can get ahold of a cell phone, a computer, the remote, or a tablet, she seizes the opportunity with lightning speed. The last thing I want to do as her mother is solidify the idea that we should be attached to an electronic device 24/7. I want to be back to a point where I turn on Pandora and my phone sits on a charger all day while we sing, dance, play, read, sleep, and explore. 

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My new plan: post on social media when I feel like it and attempt to have a new post up at least once a month. Basically, this is getting downgraded from a non-paying job to a hobby. I also think I’m going to start having some more journal type posts mixed in with my informative ones.

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Some topics I hope to be covering soon include: cloth diapering, a breastfeeding schedule, weaning, cleaning tips, recipes, and a couple holiday themed posts.  What would you like to see?

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I look forward to restarting this blogging adventure with you in this new year. Happy 2017! May we all learn and grow and become better versions of ourselves this year. 

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Review: Babyganics Essentials Gift Set

I received this set from the WeeSpring Parent Panel to review. The thoughts and opinions are completely mine. 

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Well, as I announced on social media, this week’s post is so late because I have been dealing with illnesses in our house. First, Miss R got a middle ear infection (and we experienced baby’s first trip to the ER after trying and failing to get a doctor’s appointment and to get into an urgent care). Then, as it always happens, all the germs went straight to my tonsils to give me a viral infection. So, after many days of sleeping on the couch with a sick baby and then trying to recover from my own sickness, I am finally getting around to finishing this post. I’m sorry it took so long but even bloggers need sick days! 

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I was very excited to get this gift set in the mail to review. (So was R because she immediately hijacked it from me to explore all the interesting things in the package.) I have limited experience with Babyganics but as someone who prefers things that are more naturally minded I have an appreciation for the brand. 

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This set has a 9oz. Daily Lotion in Chamomile Verbena scent, a 9oz. Bubble Bath in Chamomile Verbena scent, a 7oz. Foaming Shampoo+Body Wash in Chamomile Verbena scent, a 3oz. Fragrance Free Foaming Dish & Bottle Soap, 25 Toy, Table & High Chair Wipes (fragrance free), and two 50ml Alcohol-Free Foaming Hand Sanitizer in Mandarin scent. All of this is packaged in a green cloth basket. 

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Daily Lotion

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Of all the items in this set, this was my least favorite. Before trying something new on R, I always try it on my own skin first because I have very sensitive skin. I put this on and immediately was repulsed by the overwhelming scent. I hoped it would dissipate so I left it on. After a half hour, the scent was still just as strong and was actually giving me a headache. Even after washing, my skin still smelled of this lotion for hours. This might be ok for some people but personally I will not use this lotion on R or myself. On the plus side, if you don’t mind the scent, the lotion did not break out my sensitive skin so I would feel comfortable trying the Babyganics fragrance free lotion at some point. 

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Bubble Bath

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Depending on your liking, the bubble bath is a hit or miss. If you just want a few bubbles for your baby than this is the right bubble bath for you. However, if you’re looking to fill the tub with bubbles and make a santa beard, this bubble bath won’t cut it. It’s perfect for R right now because a few bubbles that dissipate quickly is all she really needs. 

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The scent of the bubble bath is much more subtle than that of the lotion and was not overwhelming. I did not have any reaction to the bubble bath and neither did R. 

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Foaming Shampoo+Body Wash

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This is one of my favorite products of this set. It is perfect for little ones with a soft scent and a gentle formula that doesn’t break out skin. The best part is a little goes a long way. The soap feels thick even though it is foamy and one or two squeezes from the bottle is plenty for a baby. Other products I’ve tried I felt like I had to pump several squirts of the shampoo/body wash to really get enough to get R clean. This shampoo+body wash feels much thicker and I did not feel like I needed nearly as much. I think toddlers would really get a kick out of the foaming soap. 

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Foaming Dish & Bottle Soap

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I was super impressed by how much I could clean with one pump of this soap. Since I breastfeed there aren’t a lot of bottles for me to clean but pacifiers, toys, and pump parts are always ending up in the dirty bin. I certainly wouldn’t buy this to do my daily dishes because it would get too expensive but I would totally buy it to do baby dishes. This soap is fragrance free so no harsh smells on my hands or the dishes and it has not broken out my hands like some other dish soaps.  The best part: you can get a giant refill of the soap and refill this pump! 

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Toy, Table, & High Chair Wipes 

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These are the best. If you have ever taken your baby out to a restaurant, you know how crazy things can get. I’ve been given very sticky high chairs, R has attempted to chew on the edge of the table, and then there’s the fun game of throwing everything within reach on the floor. These wipes are there for you in that yucky, often sticky, situation. Toss this in your diaper bag and you can clean up the chair, wipe down the table and clean off the toy that eventually finds its way to the ground. 

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These aren’t just for on-the-go. You can keep a package with your high chair or in the playroom to quickly clean up at home. I feel much better about using these than other wipes. This feels much safer for the things that tend to find their way into a baby’s mouth. Review: Babyganics Essentials Gift Set | The Hart of it All

Alcohol-Free Foaming Hand Sanitizer

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This is not the hand sanitizer that made you feel cool in junior high: overly scented and full of chemicals, alcohol, and artificial colors (and, in my case, full of glitter). This will also not fit in your cutesy cat shaped hand sanitizer cover. Despite the fact that bright pink, glitter filled hand sanitizer brings back fond memories of sleepovers, school, and hanging out at the mall, it is not the best choice for my mom-self. I already have to ask R too often how she got glitter on her face. I don’t need to be rubbing it off on her every time I put on hand sanitizer. And as much as I love my little animal shaped sanitizer holders, they look too much like a toy to R to actually be practical. (The last thing I want is for her in ingest a hand sanitizer with alcohol!) If you want to continue your love affair with cutesy hand sanitizers, I don’t blame you one bit. But for the diaper bag, this Babyganics sanitizer is definitely my new favorite. I love that it’s alcohol free and the scent isn’t overwhelming. (Babies like their mommy’s natural scent best so the less fragrance you wear the better!) I especially love that this set comes with not one but two of these! I keep one in my purse and one in my diaper bag. There is one thing to note about this sanitizer: since it does not have alcohol in it, it does take a bit longer to dry (but on the plus side it will not dry out your hands). 

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Final Thoughts

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My favorite part about this set is it comes in this awesome green basket you can reuse. Currently I’m using it for keeping things for R out in the living room (nail clippers, lotion, etc.). I see myself using it to store various things later on: medical supplies, nail polish, craft supplies, essential oils, Legos, Barbie clothes,makeup… I could probably come up with a thousand uses. Does the green match anything in my house? Nope. If it’s shoved in a drawer or a closet does it matter? Not to me! 

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This set would make the perfect gift for a baby shower. It’s a fantastic idea if you know someone who is having a baby that you want to get a little something for but they aren’t having a shower because it’s their second, third, fourth, etc. If you are pregnant and are planning your registry and aren’t sure what brand you want to make a commitment to, this makes a great sample pack because it has a little of everything. 

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Have you tried Babyganics? Share your experience in the comments. 

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What I Learned While Breastfeeding

I learned a few things during my breastfeeding journey so far. 

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1. It’s not a science. You cannot watch a video and replicate exactly what they are doing and get it perfect. Breastfeeding is more like a dance. You do your steps, your baby does their steps and together you make something beautiful happen.

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2. Whatever hold works for you is the right one. Cross-cradle, cradle, football, side lying, upside-down, whatever! Hold your baby in a way that is comfortable for both of you. 

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3. If you want to use a Boppy, a My Breast Friend, or any other pillow then try it but don’t be dependent on it. I thought I needed a pillow. I bought several pillows for nursing and the only one that is being used is the boppy I sleep on at night… I found pillows annoying and useless. By not being reliant on a pillow, I found breastfeeding on the go much easier. Use the pillow if you want it but learn to feed without it for convenience! 

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4. Breastfeeding in public is scary and wonderful. I’ve never had an issue with people while I breastfeed in public, but it doesn’t mean that I’m not going to at some point. It is terrifying every time I need to feed R wondering if someone is going to have a cow. But there’s another side to breastfeeding in public. You will get support from people you don’t know, encouraging you to continue your breastfeeding journey. I hope that you only ever encounter these people.

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5. You are going to have pain but you can combat it. Get a good lanolin, invest in coconut oil, and take stock in the soothies pads. The more preventive care you do for your nipples, the less of a problem you will have. 

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6. Be vigilant. I have yet to have a problem with blocked ducts, mastitis, or thrush, but that doesn’t mean they can’t happen to me. I make sure to continually check the latch (yes, even with my 9 month old), I pump or hand express if I’m feeling engorged, and if my breast pads or bra get wet, I make sure to change ASAP to prevent my nipples from sitting in a warm and moist environment. 

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7. Do skin-to-skin. I spent the first three months of R’s life in just a sports bra and pj pants. I was always ready to feed and doing skin-to-skin as much as possible. Does it really make a difference? I don’t know. But if I’m already cuddling with my newborn does it kill me to do skin-to-skin? Nope. 

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8. Take time to care for yourself. You have to eat and drink water and take your vitamins. If you aren’t then your body is going to have trouble making milk. No dieting. No being too busy to eat. You have to make time for it. You should still be eating an increased amount of calories especially in the early days. I was starving and thirsty all the time until R was about 6 months old. I had no shame in eating more than my share! And remember to continue to take your prenatal vitamin. 

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9. Your baby doesn’t have to nurse for comfort. My pediatrician told me I could let R nurse as long as I wanted to as Le Leche League suggests or I can cut her time short. I can be her pacifier or I can give her a plastic one. It doesn’t matter. He told me as long as she’s eating 10-20 minutes every 2-3 hours and is having enough wet diapers she is fine. 

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10. Some babies don’t poop as often. After the meconium passes, some breastfed babies only poop a few times a month while others poop multiple times a day. At one point, R was only pooping once a week. She still had plenty of wet diapers a day (11+) so I knew she was getting enough to stay hydrated and she was gaining weight so I knew she was not going hungry. If you have a concern about your baby’s poop or milk intake, see your pediatrician or lactation consultant. Better to be safe than sorry!

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11. Find what works for you. In the end, maybe breastfeeding isn’t your thing. Maybe you decide to exclusively pump. Maybe you decide to formula feed. Maybe your body decides for you. Maybe you end up doing some combination of breastfeeding/pumping/formula. The thing that matters most is that your baby is fed and happy. 

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In the end, I don’t think I can express enough that you need to do what works for both you and your baby. If your baby only latches in the football hold, then continue to do that! Eventually they will get it another way but don’t give up just because it doesn’t fit your ideal. If you do decide to switch to formula feeding or exclusively pumping, that’s ok! Remember that any breast milk your baby gets is good for them and all food leads to healthy, happy, growing babies!  

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Did you breastfeed? What were your experiences? If you’re planning to breastfeed, what are your fears? Let me know in the comments or by contacting me!
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My Experience Breastfeeding a Newborn

Breastfeeding is really tough and it’s not for everyone. We have all heard “breast is best” but I really think that we should just acknowledge that “fed is best.” If you are having a baby or have had one, you most likely know the benefits of breastfeeding. You don’t need me to preach at you. What you need is support. If you are choosing to breastfeed, great! If you are choosing to formula feed (no matter what your reason), that’s great too! I am so glad that you have chosen to feed your baby in a way that supports their growth and is what works best for your family. 

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I chose to breastfeed for many reasons. Besides the generic “breast is best” list of benefits for a baby, I chose this method of feeding because it’s free and natural. I had decided before being pregnant to switch to more natural products and a greener way of life. What is more natural than feeding my baby what my body produced for her? The top reason though, is definitely money. Formula is expensive. If I was going to be a stay-at-home mom then I wanted to do whatever I could to save us money. If I needed to use formulae, I knew there were ways to save money on formula, but free is the biggest money saver. 

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I went into breastfeeding with loads of knowledge from Pinterest, books, and the hospital’s breastfeeding class. I had no idea if I would be able to breastfeed and I was terrified that I would be unable to do it and would have to breakdown and formula feed. After R was born, I did skin-to-skin. I had read and watched videos of the breast crawl, where the newborn crawls to the breast and suckles. I wanted that experience so bad. I waited and R actually did start to wiggle her way toward my breast. After a few minutes, I felt bad for making her do all this work to get her first meal so I scooted her closer to my breast and then let her finish working her way over. I heard that babies who latch themselves the first time do an excellent job of latching. I don’t know if that’s true or not but she latched and after a few moments of sucking I heard the sweet sound of the soft “ka” as she swallowed her first taste of colostrum. 

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And that’s about where the beauty of breastfeeding ended while I was in the hospital. R hated being in the hospital. She was non-stop screaming her head off and throwing a fit. This often lead to a nurse (or two) coming in to “show me” how to properly feed my baby. The nurse would come in, grab R, pinch my boob and shove it in her face. After a while, a nurse decided I should probably try to pump and feed R that way. 

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Beginning breastfeeding is not fun. Your nipples hurt. I was lucky enough to avoid cracking and bleeding by putting coconut oil on my nipples after every feed. My biggest problem arose when they had me pump at the hospital. The pump flanges were the wrong size (I discovered this after I went home and measured my nipples using the information on the Medela website). The pump was such a terrible latch on my nipple that it actually gave me a blood blister (sometimes referred to as a milk blister). Despite the pain I continued to latch R on for her feeds. I was bound and determined to make this work. 

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When I went home from the hospital, R was less cranky but breastfeeding was still a roller coaster ride of emotions. My poor husband heard the same routine of “I don’t think this is right,” “I’m going to go visit the lactation consultant,” and finally “she’s latched!” There were a lot of tears and a lot of watching and rewatching of latching videos on YouTube. 

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When I went back to the hospital with postpartum preeclampsia, I met the lactation consultant and she helped me heal my nipples during the time I was pumping and dumping. She was amazed that my nipples healed so quickly. She had me use lanolin before each pumping session (it acted as a lubricant while pumping) and I wore Lansinoh’s soothies gel pads in my bra (with no lanolin). She told me I could wear the pads as long as I wanted even though they are “one time use.” I actually ended up using the same pads for the first two months of breastfeeding. 

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The day after my pump and dump marathon, my milk started to change over. I really expected it to be an instant change but it was more like a slow, gradual change. It took about a week for my milk to fully change over. 
While at home I wore only a sports bra, a robe, & pj pants. R and I did skin-to-skin more often than not and the dairy was always open for business. If she was giving hunger cues it was easy for me to give her free access to the milk machines without a top on. 

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When we were out and about, I found it easier to wear tops that pulled down than to juggle holding my top up and latching a baby. I always used a cover, not because I was worried about others but just because I am a fairly modest person and prefer to be covered. I have yet to have anyone make any comments to me about feeding in public and if anyone has given me nasty looks I didn’t notice. 

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My pediatrician told me that while many people advocate for letting a baby nurse as long as they want, it would really only take 15-20 minutes for R to get all she needed from a nursing session. I decided to let R nurse for about 20 minutes and then unlatch her. I loved seeing her milky face which told me she was actually getting milk. I knew she was getting enough thanks to all the wet and dirty diapers I was changing (and washing since I cloth diaper)!

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Nursing always made me super hungry in the early days. I was easily putting away 2,000+ calories a day to keep up with my hunger. I kept snacks in the diaper bag, beside my bed, and all over the house. I was also drinking a ton of water. I tried my best to remember that what I was feeding myself, was also going to help feed my baby. 

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The one thing that helped me through the early days of nursing is counting each day as a victory. At the end of everyday I’d congratulate myself for another day of getting through breastfeeding. Days became weeks and weeks became months. I am so glad that I still am able to breastfeed R. We have been at this for over nine months now and I am hopeful that we will meet my goal of at least twelve months! 

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Did you breastfeed? What were your experiences? If you’re planning to breastfeed, what are your fears? Let me know in the comments or by contacting me!

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What I Did During My Time Off…

As you know, I took a hiatus for the past week. It was a wonderful week of doing whatever I wanted without worrying about social media, blogging, followers, likes, views, blah, blah, blah. But starting next week I will be back with new content and an improved attitude! So what did R and I do while we were AFK? (For those of you that don’t know that one it means away from keyboard… got that from my husband’s gamer days. haha!)

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After story time at the library, we stopped to see great grandma and (after this nap) she took us out to eat!

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We (finally) took 8 month photos! 

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We entered the Gerber Photo Contest with this picture (and later this month I will shamelessly be begging for your vote because the money would be an amazing start to her college fund and because I truly think she is a Gerber Baby). 

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I took out the last of the baby gear from her room (jumperoo) and started working on a rail cover for her crib (oh, and that first top tooth finally poked through). 

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We played (and ate… and slept) at grandma’s house… she also was gifted grandpa’s old iPod touch for her “phone” because she is constantly trying to steal cell phones!

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We played outside and found a yellow leaf from the tulip tree. 

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We watched daddy fly his drone. 


We learned to play peek-a-boo. (There’s no sound because I can’t stand the sound of my voice on film, anyone else feel that way or is it just me?)

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I got a t-shirt to promote my blog. (If I were selling them would anyone be interested? Considering doing so once I purchase a domain name…)

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I washed ALL the toys, the toy bin, and deep cleaned the house (because it ALWAYS needs to be cleaned). 

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We attempted painting in a ziplock bag… it was semi-successful. 

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We played with bubbles when it was nice and warm out!

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Tried out her new wheels… She couldn’t reach the floor yet but loved when mommy pushed her!

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We took a hayride and picked out a pumpkin at the pumpkin patch. 

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Took a family trip to the Cincinnati Zoo with my mom & brother, his girlfriend, and her little boy. 

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R got her first pair of real shoes. 

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And, finally, we played in the new tunnel! 

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Also, I caught up on laundry & washed more cloth diapers than I care to say, we read books, sang songs, cuddled lots, watched Hap Palmer and Veggietales videos on YouTube, played with the dogs & the cats, and lots of other things! 

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I am looking forward to my new blog post next week and am hoping the measures I’m planning to take to lighten my load  (including one post per week) will give me more time to be a wife and mother without compromising the quality of my blogging and social media. 

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Taking a Hiatus

I started my blog to connect with people and to help them. I am enjoying blogging so much but the time investment is becoming a struggle. I feel like I’m glued to my phone all day writing, taking pictures, and posting on social media. I became a stay-at-home mom to be present in my daughter’s life and to take care of the household. I don’t feel like I am doing those things to the best of my abilities and that is frustrating me. 

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A week and a half ago I lost a childhood friend to suicide. Since then I have had to force myself to do any sort of blog promotion on social media. Some days I more successful than others. My friend’s death has hurt my heart deeply. It also has gotten me to thinking about what is important. To me, family is the most important thing in my life, second only to God. I have not been a good wife or mother since I have started blogging and that is not acceptable to me. I decided I needed a change. 

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Photo Credit: Tiffany Becker


There are so many things I still want to write. I am not quitting blogging. What I am doing is reevaluating how I am running things and how I can make things better. I’m going to take the next week off from any blogging activities. I’m going to spend that time getting my household back together and playing with R. 

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I’m going to think about how to juggle blogging and promotion with the lifestyle I want. This most likely means that I am not going to post as often. I am sure that as R grows, I will have more opportunity to write and be online. At that point, I may pick up the pace but, until then, I need to be more of a mom and less of a blogger. 

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Restash

When I started thinking about having children, I decided I wanted to cloth diaper. My husband was very against this idea for a long time. I finally convinced him after showing him how they work and the savings from cloth diapering. Now he says he’s glad we chose to cloth diaper because “it’s a very cost effective solution.” When I was pregnant with R, my grandma wanted nothing more than to buy us something we really needed so she bought my original cloth diaper stash. I started out with 48 diapers. After I had R, I found out that a local shop called Samozrejme has a “Restash.” That’s how my stash more than doubled and I was able to try different types of cloth diapers. Restash | The Hart of it All
This past Saturday was the fall Restash at Samozrejme (SA moz ray may) in Troy, Ohio. For weeks I had been looking forward to the event because I wanted to get different types of diapers to try to review and I could get more pre-loved diapers than I could buying all new. My friend Tiffany (who sells Lularoe) is new to cloth diapering and wanted to get more for her stash too so she agreed to go with me. 

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I arrived at the store around 8:30 am and I was first in line. Tiffany arrived shortly after me and then more people began to join us in line. The woman behind us in line was a seller. After chatting for about a half an hour, she got to go in because sellers could start shopping at 9. The line continued to grow and Tiffany and I continued to chat with those around us. 

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At 10 am the owner of the shop, Allison, came out and took some pictures and video for Facebook and let us loose. Tiffany and I divided and conquered. Each of us were looking for specific things and we were able to help each other find various things. After filling our reusable shopping bags that we brought with us, we stepped aside and began going through what we grabbed to decide what we wanted to keep or put back. 

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After putting back what we decided we didn’t want, we got in line to have our total tallied and then check out. The system at the Restash is very efficient and we didn’t have to wait in line very long. My total came to about $84 for 18 diapers plus inserts, charcoal inserts, a couple nursing-friendly maternity tops and a few other accessories.For reference, I would have been able to buy the 4 pre-folds I got and 4 of the pocket diapers for about that price.

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Now, normally, my story would end there with me going home and washing the amazing diapers I got from the sale and Instagraming my stash for all the world to see. All of that happened, but this sale they decided to try out a half price hour at the end of the day. So at 3:00 pm when the half price hour started, I was bugging my husband for permission to go back and buy more. I got my permission and off R and I went to buy more diapers! I ended up with another 17 diapers and more inserts, a wetbag and a couple more nursing-friendly tops for about $39. For reference, I could have gotten about 8 ½ diapers for that price (these diapers were cheaper brands than most of my last haul). 

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I’m more than happy to report that, after attending two Restashes and a successful garage sale trip over the summer, my diaper stash has grown from 48 diapers to over 100! I plan on telling you all about my experiences with cloth diapers in the future. Tiffany is going to share with us her experiences as well because every cloth diaper experience is different! Until then, I encourage you to check out Samozrejme on Facebook and if you’re local, go check out the shop! It’s a great place to find cloth diapers and other eco-friendly products! 

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Do you cloth diaper? Have you ever been to a Restash or similar event? I’d love to hear all about it! 

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A Baby Story Part 3: A Postpartum Story

I recently wrote my conception and birth stories for you. But my story unfortunately doesn’t end there. I had an interesting first week after giving birth and I’m going to share my ordeal with you. If hospitals or needles make you queasy, might I suggest you scroll through the archives for a different story to read. 

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On Wednesday  night, only a week after being induced, I was watching Arrow with my husband while R laid on my chest. It felt like I had an elephant sitting on my chest, but I brushed it off. I tried readjusting R, assuming she was just sitting funny. The feeling didn’t go away so after Arrow I mentioned to my husband that my chest kind of hurt. He suggested I call the hospital to see what they had to said. The nurse told me I needed to get to the nearest ER to make sure that I hadn’t thrown a clot. So off we rushed to the nearest hospital (which wasn’t the hospital where I gave birth). 

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We dressed, threw some stuff in the diaper bag, took the dogs out quickly and headed to the ER of the closest hospital. Once there, I was immediately hooked up to an EKG machine so they could get a readout. I was then taken to an ER room to have all my vitals taken. 

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After a visit with the doctor, I had to get some bloodwork taken. This test would tell us if there is the possibility that I threw a clot. After waiting on the results, we learned that the test was inconclusive. This, of course, meant more testing had to be done. 

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I had to get a CT done of my chest. That meant they were going to inject dye into me that was not breastfeeding safe. They told me to pump and dump for the next eight hours. I quickly fed R one last time and then a nurse came in to put in an IV. 
A man came and wheeled my hospital bed down the hall to get my scan done. The scan didn’t take very long. The man hooked up the dye to my IV and put me in the machine. I stared at the ceiling as the machine took pictures of my chest. Then he wheeled me back to my little ER room. 

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Once back in my room he hooked the blood pressure cuff up and set it to take my blood pressure and left. My blood pressure was 170 over something like it had been when I had given birth. The machine started beeping loudly and a nurse came in to turn it off. She didn’t really say much about it so my husband and I passed it off as a fluke and went about our business. 

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The nurse had to bring us formula from the maternity wing because I could no longer breastfeed R. My husband gave her the bottle because I was afraid she wouldn’t take it from me. 

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The doctor came in and told us the good news. There was no clot! But after the high reading he called my OBGYN and they wanted me to go back to the maternity ward. I had two options: check out of the hospital where I was and go to the ER of the other hospital and get transferred to the maternity ward through there or be transported by ambulance directly to the maternity ward. We chose to have me transported by ambulance. 

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It was a long wait for the ambulance. As the night wore on, I started getting a headache. Once we got word that the ambulance would be arriving soon, my husband packed up R and ran home to take the dogs out and pick up a few things. Then he and R would meet me at the maternity ward. 

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Well, they beat me by about an hour. By “be here soon” I guess they meant the ambulance was at least in the state of Ohio. My ride finally arrived around 2 am and I was strapped to a gurney and wheeled out to the ambulance. The ride was interesting to say the least. Once we got off the interstate, we started toward the hospital but the driver didn’t know where she was going. She endemic turning into a factory’s parking lot and started to turn around. I tried my best to explain how to get to the hospital (without being able to see where we were). The driver pulled out of the parking lot and out the back window I see the hospital shrinking in the distance. We were going the wrong way. We had to turn around again. After that, we made it to the hospital without any more detours. 

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I was taken to a C-section recovery room and was reunited with my husband and baby. I got to change into a hospital gown and received a brand new IV. The doctor came in to evaluate things and informed me I would actually need to pump and dump for 24 hours and not eight. I was terrified that would mean the end of my breastfeeding journey but I’d rather keep my baby safe and fed. If that meant formula then so be it. 

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The treatment for my high blood pressure was the same as when I was induced: blood pressure medicine and magnesium. We started with a magnesium push for the first hour. I had similar symptoms as before: hot and feeling sick. It’s not a normal hot but a feeling like your blood is boiling and heating you from the inside out. It’s strange and uncomfortable. As before, the nurses were very sweet and this time I could have water and food so there were perks to not being in labor during treatment! 

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After the push, I had to be on magnesium for 24 hours. They classified me as a fall risk so every time I had to go to the bathroom I had to call for a nurse. I barely got to hold my baby girl for that full 24 hours. That was more painful than any treatment!

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My husband was amazing. He fed and changed our daughter, washed my pump parts, and in the morning when R had to go get her bilirubin tested for her jaundice, he carried her through the hospital to go get her blood drawn. I don’t think he slept much for that 24-hour period. Even after I was able to breastfeed again, I couldn’t get up to get R out of the bassinet so he still had to help me. He did get some sleep after I was able to take over the feedings again. I tried my best to keep R comfortable so she wouldn’t wake him. 

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After my 24-hour period of being on magnesium and with a blood pressure that was only slightly better with medication, I was officially diagnosed with postpartum preeclampsia. Once released from the hospital (again), I was to be on a blood pressure medicine and light duty (basically a modified bedrest) until my blood pressure came down. I had to go for weekly blood pressure checks with my OBGYN’s office. 

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With my marching orders in hand I was released from the hospital. R’s jaundice cleared up within another week but I was stuck with weekly doctors visits and blood pressure medication until I was 12 weeks postpartum. Then my blood pressure was finally back to normal. 

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Looking back, I shouldn’t have been so eager to leave the hospital after giving birth. It’s possible that if I had been monitored a little longer this would have all been prevented. In the end, I am so thankful for the team of doctors and nurses that took amazing care of us at both hospitals. 

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Preeclampsia is a serious problem that gets little attention from many women until it happens to them. I was aware and nervous about it because just a couple years before my friend had gone through it. I thought once I gave birth I was out of the woods, but while many people might lead you to believe that, it’s not true. For some people preeclampsia doesn’t show until they are recovering. Postpartum preeclampsia is widely unheard of but is a problem for those recovering after giving birth. To find out more about preeclampsia visit the Preeclampsia Foundation

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If you or someone you know has had preeclampsia, I would love to hear your story. Feel free to share in the comments or by contacting me

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A Baby Story Part 2: A Birth Story

I told you how I was lucky enough to get pregnant during the first month we tried. And I really thought I had prepared for giving birth by reading books, watching movies, going to childbirth class, and doing an insane amount of pinning on Pinterest, but I was not as prepared as I thought. (A warning to the faint of heart, this is a birth story. There is talk of blood and needles. If that sort of thing bothers you, I suggest you just skip this post.)

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Before I take you on my journey I will give you a little background: I had high blood pressure but no other signs of Preeclampsia* during the second half of my pregnancy. My platelets had been dropping since the beginning of my pregnancy. My doctor explained that normal platelets were over 150 million per milliliter and if my platelets went below 100 then I would have a higher chance for needing blood and would not be able to get an epidural. I really didn’t want an epidural so that part was no big deal to me but low platelets were still something to worry about. Also, I did not find out the sex of the baby but my husband did (and he told no one). 

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I went to my 39 week check up on Wednesday, January 13, 2016. After the normal routine of peeing in a cup, being weighed, etc., my doctor brought up induction. On Tuesday, I had been to the hematologist for my low platelets and my count had dropped from 119 to 109 in about a week. Waiting for spontaneous labor could be detrimental to my health. My OBGYN was going to be the doctor on call for the weekend starting at 7 am Friday morning so we decided to schedule the induction for Thursday night and by Friday I should be ready to have my baby. Walking out of the professional building on the hospital campus, I texted my husband and then everyone I knew to let them know a baby was on the way! Then I went home to start preparing. 

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I’m a planner. At this point in my pregnancy, I’ve been packed for months. Knowing I had only 24 hours to be ready to go was exciting and scary. I had so much still to do! I cleaned the house, made an oatmeal bake (to eat for lactation), checked my birth plan, checked my bags and made a list of what I needed to pack after I got ready on Thursday. I tried really hard to sleep but couldn’t because I was so excited. In all my prepping and planning on Thursday, I hardly ate a thing. I finally ate some oatmeal about an hour before we were going to leave and then wasn’t hungry enough to make myself any dinner. 
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My husband came home from work about 2 and he quickly ate the dinner I had for him and we took the dogs out and loaded up the truck. Then we were on our way! We got to the hospital before 4 pm (my scheduled time) and after filling out a couple forms and showing my ID and insurance card, we were taken back to suite 4. I was a little disappointed I wouldn’t get suite 1 because that’s the room with the big tub you can labor in. The nurse left me to change and unpack. She came back with paperwork and then someone came to put the IV port in me and draw blood. 

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By 4 I was hooked up to the IV and getting pitocin.”Did you feel that?” the nurse asked me. I shook my head. She was surprised because I was already having contractions. I was super excited I couldn’t feel the contractions. I was patting myself on the back for all the red raspberry leaf tea I drank and was convinced this was going to be an easy labor. 

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A little while later, the OBGYN on duty came in and inserted a foley bulb to encourage my cervix to open. Then it was just a matter of waiting. I couldn’t have food or water so I was chowing down on ice chips and sneaking sips of water from the melted ice when the nurse left the room. I played solitaire on my phone, watched tv, and tried to sleep. 

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The nurse came in every hour to check my blood pressure and vitals. Around midnight, my blood pressure jumped to something over 170. In pre-eclampsia land that’s very bad and could lead to seizures. The doctor ordered magnesium to prevent seizures and a blood pressure medicine to take my blood pressure down. I had to have my blood pressure and reflexes checked every 15 minutes. 
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When they started me on magnesium, they pushed a whole bag through me in an hour. The nurse had to be in my room monitoring me the whole time. The magnesium made me feel very hot. It was the strangest sensation because it was like I was hot from the inside out. The nurse felt bad of me and was fanning me with a piece of laminated paper. After the initial push, they put me on magnesium for 24 hours just to be safe. 
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Once I was all set up with a new bag of magnesium, I had to pee. The nurse unplugged me from everything and I hobbled over to the bathroom. I sat down and… Nothing. I assumed the baby was sitting funny so I danced around the bathroom and jumped up and down and then sat down to try again. Still nothing. I hobbled back to bed mumbling about how I guess I didn’t really have to pee. The nurse hooked me all back up and left again. As I lay in bed, all I could think about was how bad I had to pee. After a few minutes I called the nurse back in and tried again. Still nothing. The nurse was getting concerned so she stuck around and after about five minutes she had me try again. Still nothing. She called someone and confirmed I needed a catheter.  Another nurse came in to help with the catheter. Once inserted, I filled the bag so quickly that the nurses had to clamp my hose and made me wait for fifteen minutes before they would let the rest flow out. I filled the bag a second time and then a little more. 

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After all of the excitement, I was finally ready to nap (I didn’t really sleep much since someone was constantly in to check on me and the blood pressure machine was taking my blood pressure every 15 minutes). I was in and out of sleep for awhile until the charge nurse came in around to check my foley bulb. She was surprised it hadn’t fallen out already, so she gave it a tug and out it came. At that time, I was 5 centimeters dilated. The nurse encouraged me to go back to sleep for a bit, but there was no way that was possible!

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A little while later, I felt a gush and thought my water broke. I called the nurse and she checked, but it was just a gush of blood from my poor irritated cervix. This happened a few more times but I made my husband check before I called the nurse. Every time was a false alarm. Around 5 in the morning, the OBGYN came in to check things out. I was still 5 centimeters so we decided to break the water bag to see if that encouraged things to move along. After getting that mess cleaned up, everyone left me to rest some more. 

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My OBGYN came in around 7 am to see how things were going and to get an update on all that was going on. I was still 5 centimeters. After she left, I decided to try getting up and moving around to try to get things going. The nurse brought me a ball to try sitting on and helped me move everything (IV pole, blood pressure machine, catheter bag) to one side of the bed so I could move. She then left me in the capable hands of my husband. 
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After a few minutes I felt very sick and had to instruct my husband to get the bedpan (thankfully they showed us where it was hidden during childbirth class!). My husband called the nurse who promptly put me back to bed. Truthfully, I was thankful I threw up because in childbirth class the nurse said throwing up usually means progress. Unfortunately, I was still showing no signs of progress. 

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Awhile later, I decided to be brave and try to stand up again. I wanted to be doing anything I could to help my labor. I decided to try leaning on my husband and rocking back and forth. But this time I lasted even less time. Again I was sick and again the nurse tucked me back into bed. And still no progress. Nothing is more maddening than knowing what you should be doing and being physically unable to do it. I was bound and determined to do something so I tried to turn around in the bed and lean against the back of the bed in a hands and knees position. Even that made me sick. 
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At this point the nurses are noticing that I’m getting antsy to get something going. My doctor came back in to check on my progress and I still had no change. 
She decided to put me on an internal monitor so she could measure the effectiveness of my contractions. After putting the monitor in and it not working, and taking it out, and putting another monitor in, and the monitor in my baby’s head falling out and putting a new one of those in, they found my contractions were doing nothing. All the poking around my cervix must have irritated something because around this time I started really feeling my contractions. This is when my doctor had the come to Jesus talk with me. The magnesium was making the pitocin ineffective. They needed to turn the pitocin up every 15 minutes until something started happening. On top of that, I needed to sleep because it was around 8 pm Friday night and I had hardly slept the last two nights. Finally, my doctor pointed out that if things don’t start progressing I was going to need a c-section. It was pretty clear that my dream of a drug-free labor was shattering. 

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I consented to the epidural but they couldn’t give it to me until I had my platelets checked. Once my blood was drawn the testing would take a half an hour. Within that short timeframe they were upping the pitocin. It was doing nothing but upping my pain. The contractions were still ineffective but I was shaking and moaning with pain. That half an hour was a blur of pain and trying to focus on something besides the pain. I had played a lot of solitaire while I was pregnant so I was playing solitaire in my head as the contractions rolled through. I remember two things very vividly though during that time. First, I remember the nurse driving me crazy with her chipper sing-songy voice saying “don’t fight your contractions, work with them, not against them!” (I was not in the mood for her distraction.) Second, I remember a nurse coming in and telling me my mom was there. I panicked because I knew my mom could not handle what was going on (and about to go on) in that room. I screamed, “don’t let her in here!” My mom does not handle medical things well and I didn’t want her passing out while I’m trying to get an epidural! 
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Finally, my test came back and my platelets had gone up (from what I can tell that’s not normal but is a good thing). The anesthesiologist was already in my room set up and waiting for the go. The had me lean over the bedside table to start all the poking. In that position, my contractions seemed worse and I was shaking but trying so hard to stay still. The anesthesiologist had trouble getting the needle in my back where it was supposed to go and had to try several times. Once the epidural was in, the relief came fairly quickly. I had my husband go look for my mom but she had just left. The nurse insisted I sleep and I tried. I was in and out of sleep for the next few hours. 

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Around one in the morning on Saturday the nurse came in to check me and I was at 10 centimeters. Finally! She had another nurse come in and I did a couple of practice pushes to know how to do it and what muscles to use. They told me we would start pushing at two o’clock and I began to text everyone “pushing at 2!” I struggled to wake my husband so he knew what was going on. Finally, I got a nurse to wake him when she came in to break down the bed for delivery. 

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Two came and went. Finally, at 2:30 we were going to push! I was so excited to meet my baby! I was trying to do everything the nurses were telling me: hold my legs back, elbows up, straighten my arm when the blood pressure machine starts, push, push, push, push, relax, husband feeds me ice chips, prepare for the next one, push, push, push, push, relax… After an hour there was little progress. The doctor wanted me to stop and relax but I really didn’t want to; I wanted to keep going.  We paused for a little over an hour. The doctor called it breathing the baby down but my baby was not actually going down. When the nurse came in to get me ready I asked if I could try a different position to push in like leaning against the back of the bed in a modified hands and knees position. We tried a couple pushes that way but it didn’t really do anything. At least the other way I felt like there was some progress so I flipped back over and prepared to push. 

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At this point, it’s 4 in the morning and almost 24 hours since my water was broken. Progress needed to be made. I pushed and pushed. My doctor said I had a blood vessel that needed to pop to relieve some pressure and she was massaging and stretching my perineum in attempt to keep it from tearing. She got the blood vessel to pop and some progress was being made but not much. My husband could see the very tip of the baby’s head but that’s as far as we were getting. My doctor suggested I take another rest. I would have sworn the baby’s head was hanging between my legs but my husband assured me it was not. It was a long hour to wait to start pushing again. When the nurses came in to prepare me to push again, they found I was beginning to show symptoms of infection. 

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When my doctor arrived for pushing she pointed out that this was the last chance. If the baby didn’t come out this time, I’d be going down the hall for a C-section. As I was pushing before I was trying to be conscious of my face. I was trying to prevent broken blood vessels and bruising. Knowing what was on the line I gave up protecting my complexion to give everything I had to pushing out my baby. The extra umph, my pushes were more productive, but no progress was being made. Around eight in the morning things were looking grim. The baby was still making no progress. A front desk nurse came in to let me know my mom had called to check up on me. My mom later told me they wouldn’t tell her anything and I felt terrible that she was left to worry for so long. Then a nurse suggested they drain my bladder. They had taken my catheter out around 2 am when they were getting me ready to push and I had been eating a lot of ice chips for the last six hours. They drained my bladder and I started pushing again. That quick thinking did the trick. There was just enough room to squeeze out the baby’s head. A pause to check for the umbilical cord around the baby’s neck and another big push and the shoulders were out. The rest of the body slid out effortlessly. IT’S A GIRL! 7 pounds 2 ounces and 22 inches long. She was perfect. Born at 8:22 am on Saturday, January 16, 2016. A full forty hours since my labor had been jump started. 

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Almost the entire nursing staff was in my room helping. And we were all cheering and relieved. Per my request, my husband waited to cut the umbilical cord until it stopped pulsing. My doctor worked quickly to stitch up my second degree tear. I felt every pin-prick of her needle as the epidural had worn off. I didn’t care though because I had “Baby Girl Hart” on my chest. 

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I took a moment to mourn the fact that she would never meet her Grandpa (my dad) but joy overtook me. I finally took a moment to let my mom know we had a baby girl. Talking to my mom left me in a crying fit because I made my mom worry so much throughout my labor. 

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After a huge celebration by all the nurses and my doctor, everyone left me to bond with the baby. Someone brought in a plate of cold pancakes and Rice Crispies. I ate a bite of pancake and licked some cereal out of the container (I had no spoon) but was way more focused on my new baby than eating. I was very thankful that I could drink though and drank several large glasses full of water in quick succession. 

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We still had not named “Baby Girl Hart.” She didn’t get a name for awhile. I was more interested in watching her crawl to my breast to eat. I found my child to be very demanding. She wanted things a certain way and I was happy to oblige. 
After awhile, the nurse came in and insisted I get up and take a shower. I could have cared less about showering at that point but I reluctantly passed my precious bundle off to my husband to cuddle and plodded to the bathroom with the nurse. She insisted I not stand or walk without assistance, which I found very annoying considering I could freely move with the epidural and was having no trouble now that it had worn. She sat me on the toilet and showed me how to make the undie sundae (which I had already read about on Pinterest and learned about at childbirth class). She helped me into a chair in the shower and left me to clean up. I’m not going to lie, showering was really nice, but I was much more concerned about getting back to my baby. 

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After spending some time with “Baby Girl” I finally picked a name. Here we call her R. I guess I always knew that would be her name because I’ve been in love with it since high school. It has been my favorite name and now it is the name of my favorite person. 

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The rest of our stay was fairly uneventful. We had a few visitors. I didn’t eat any of the hospital food and I hardly slept. Little R did a whole lot of screaming and I figured we had it in for us. (Turns out, she just doesn’t like the hospital!)

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My little R was evaluated by the pediatrician on call and we found out she had a slight case of jaundice. The pediatrician said we were allowed to leave as long as we swore to go visit our pediatrician on Monday morning. They set up the appointment for me and R was cleared to go home whenever I was. On Sunday, my doctor came in to check on me and asked me what I wanted to do. My answer was, “go home!” I think looking back we can all say that was the worst decision any of us could have made. Stay tuned for A Baby Story Part 3: A Postpartum Story. 

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I would love to hear your birth story. Feel free to share in the comments or by contacting me! Look for A Baby Story Part 3: A Postpartum Story coming soon! 
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*Preeclampsia is when your blood pressure is high, you are swelling, and there is protein in your urine during pregnancy. Find out more at preeclampsia.org

Welcome Baby Fair Goers!

If you are checking out my blog from the baby fair today, I just wanted to welcome you to The Hart of it All! You might be interested in my first post explaining how I got started. If you fell in love with the Lularoe clothing at the baby fair, I suggest you check out my post about my pop-up boutique and how I wear my Lularoe!

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Introduce yourself in the comments if you’re from the fair! I’d also love to connect with you on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest

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