Wednesday, April 19, 2017

That Time I Got An Epidural After Labor: Part Two of Flynns Birth Story



I had been in the birth pool for about an hour in the grips of hard labor. I survived transition and pushing began.

At first, I did not have the urge to push. There was a few minute or so lull after that loud grunt growl thing that came out, with no contractions. And to be honest, it scared me that labor had stalled. I had forgotten that there can be a few minute break between transition and pushing.

I remember hearing my midwife asking that if I felt like it, to push in the next contraction. And so I did.

And I kept on pushing several more times in the pool. On my knees and while squatting.

And the entire time I remember thinking, this was never going to end. It can't be getting close. I am going to be doing this for eternity... :D

Justin says I had been in the tub for as long as the midwife felt it was safe for me to be in at one time. And I was told I needed to get out. But I do not remember getting out of the pool.

I do remember the urges to push after being out, and having to drop into a squat several times between where the pool was, and our bedroom where everything was set up for me to deliver.

I got to the bedroom and once again had to drop to a squat. But as much as I wanted to give birth in a squatting position, I did not have the strength, and I had to lay and push in a semi reclined position on the bed.

I have heard some say they enjoyed the pushing stage the best, as it is more active. I can't say that I enjoyed it more. It's not that I hated being in labor in either stage. As a matter of fact, even in all the pain I can remember just praising GOD for the opportunity to give birth. I just remember how each time I pushed that I was sure I was going to pop a blood vessel in my head and die right then and there. (Justin relayed he feared the same thing for me...)

I pushed for a few more times, and the midwife said she could see the baby, and asked if I wanted to see him via mirror. Initially I said no as I just wanted to focus. But then they got the mirror out and I was able to see his little face all squished.

The midwife said he was right there and to hold off on the pushing so things could stretch. I was then given the green light and with one last effort, he slid from my body.

I will never forget that feeling of when I realized it was all over. There was so much relief. In an instant the pain was gone and my sweet babe was placed on my belly at 8:59 pm.

While my baby was being cleaned up by the assistant on the bed beside me, the midwife began to check me over. She looked and said their appeared to be some tearing. And upon looking closer, she told me I needed to be transferred to the hospital right away, as the tearing I had could not be repaired by her.

The few weeks before giving birth, the LORD had been working in my heart. And now I know it was for this moment. The LORD had been showing me I need to trust HIM and not worry about my birth, as I had been doing so badly. I had come to the point of complete trust and peace in allowing HIM to write my story. And even though going to the hospital was the last thing on this earth I wanted, I felt peaceful at that moment in going.

So instead of cleaning up and snuggling in my cozy house, I was immediately loaded into our Jeep to go to a hospital. Instead of cuddling and bonding with my baby and hubby, I held my baby's hand while he was in his car seat, with me in the front, and my hubby driving.

We arrived at the hospital, and I was wheel chaired inside up to the labor and delivery floor. I do not remember if I held Flynn while being wheeled up. The midwife was with me as Justin was parking the vehicle. I do remember getting into the room and the swarm of people that were in there. It seems that initially they were more concerned about Flynn than me. And even asked if I wanted him admitted. To which I answered NO. ;)

I was placed in bed, Flynn was handed to Justin once he came up, and the swarm began to examine me. And at this moment I was in MAJOR pain  ( I did not feel that much before, just discomfort), as the post birth adrenaline was wearing off.

While being examined, and basically having some major wounds ripped back open, a doctor came in while I was already screaming from pain and introduced himself so calmly. To which I immediately yelled back "I DO NOT CARE WHO YOU ARE!". I regretted yelling that right after. I was just hurting SO bad at the moment...

Then came the heartbreaking news. I was told that I had not only third degree tearing, but the birth canal also had 2 tears going up the side walls, exposing my insides. I was going to have to have an operation to repair me asap.

I was devastated to say the least. I was going to have to be taken away from my baby, and wheeled into an operating room, be given an epidural after going through days of labor, and maybe 10 hours of sleep in three days. Trust me, this was only the beginning of MANY days of crying.

One way the LORD blessed me in this situation was allowing the operating room to be occupied for a time. That allowed me to be given time for some skin to skin, and to begin nursing my baby. It also gave time for my mom to come to the hospital to help Justin, as he would be the one taking care of Flynn, and he was almost as exhausted as I was after not leaving my side during my entire labor.

The operation started around 1 or 2 on Tuesday morning, and lasted a little over 2 hours. I basically had to have an entire reconstruction down there...

I was made to stay in the hospital for all of Tuesday and Tuesday night, into midday Wednesday. It was a terrible stay in the hospital. I was not treated with much respect. And we think it was because of the fact I had a homebirth, and they acted as if that is what caused me to be in this situation.

I was rarely checked on, and when I asked if could have someone help me clean up a little (I was in a pretty gross state at that point...), I was told yes, only to ask again in a few hours and to be told I was forgotten about.

And when a nurse or doctor did come in, they would reiterate how much pain I must be in. But not give me the pain meds when the time came.

And to top it off, a nurse assistant came in at one point and said she heard the baby crying, and went on to share in an irritated manner how she did not like to hear a baby crying...

None of this helped me a bit. And I am pretty sure it was what helped to contribute to my major Postpartum Depression.

I began to mourn not having that time at home to bond right after the birth of my baby. That time that makes homebirth so special. I also began to mourn the fact that I could not take care of Flynn beyond nursing him, as I could walk no further than the bathroom for that first week.

And I also began to feel guilt. That it was my fault that the tearing happened. I thought I should have been able to prevent this.

Maybe I should not have tried to start labor. Maybe we called the midwife too early, and we were rushed and made rash decisions. Maybe I should have tried to give birth in the squat position. Maybe I should not have pushed when I did...

There were so many moments of hysterical crying that first week. And even times where my body would feel as if it was shutting down and I was going to pass out.

On the Saturday following Flynn's birth, the midwife assistant came to check in on us, and I relayed my feelings.

I was reassured, that after such a traumatic experience, and with my hormones out of whack, what I was feeling was to be expected. She suggested that Justin get to work immediately on drying my placenta, and getting it encapsulated.

And after taking the placenta pills on that Sunday afternoon, and a lot of prayer, I started to feel a bit normal again. (I am all for taking those placenta, aka "happy pills" now...)

And for a few minutes I was even able to get up and about the house, and even take a few pics as a new family.





It has been a long, humbling recovery. I was forced to let a lot of my pride go, and let others in my family step in to share in the work load. I was not able to get up much for two weeks. And so my mom was at my house every day, changing Flynn, washing laundry, and cleaning my house while Justin went to work. And when Justin got home, he stepped in to help for the evenings.

I can now praise the LORD that the past two or three weeks have been my best, with no pain, fairly level emotions, and me even getting back to exercising a little.

But I still feel guilt at times. And writing this out, and relieving those moments have not been easy. But slowly and surely, GOD is healing my heart, and reminding me of all the little and big blessings (hello, my baby was born healthy as can be, and has been a champion nurser from the get go), and all of HIS goodness and mercy that was shown during my not so ideal birth story.

No my birth story is not how I would have written it. But I know GOD wrote it out, and despite the pain, it is a good one.

And in case you are wondering, no this does not scare me from wanting another baby. In fact, I still want ten... :D

Was you birth story how you would have written it? What did GOD teach you during that time? How did HIS goodness shine through?

Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Flynn's Birth Story, Part 1: Labor

Foreword:
I want to be honest. My birth story has been very difficult for me to share. Some complications that occurred during delivery and the days following, left me with some trauma. That trauma led to some depression and unnecessary self guilt. But I believe it is time to let healing take place, and so it is time to share.

This post will be split into two parts, as there is so much to it.

Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails.
Proverbs 19:21

For as long as I can remember, I have had an interest and passion for learning all that I could about pregnancy and birth. And way before a husband was even in my future, I had my entire pregnancy and birth planned out.

I would be super healthy through my pregnancy, with no complications. I would give birth at home, with no meds, or interventions. It would be swift, because naturally I would be completely relaxed and we all have heard how relaxation is the key to a quick delivery. And of course I would have perfect post birth bliss, full of uninterrupted bonding time in my own home, with my new baby and hubby.

But, as with many things in life, GOD had another plan.

For the most part, my pregnancy was fairly easy, with no major complications. After the first trimester my energy returned and most days I felt normal and healthy. I was even able to exercise up until one week before labor. And the only reason I stopped at that point was because I was put on modified bed rest due to high blood pressure.

Which I am fairly certain was attributed to how after I had one high reading at the midwifes office, I was so nervous and anxious each time it was checked there. (It ran normal when I checked at home...)

So, I feel blessed that turned out the way that it did.

As for how my labor and delivery turned out, it went a wee bit (okay a lot more) differently than I had planned...

My due date was February 2nd. And at forty weeks, I knew the countdown was on for me to be able to give birth at home in NC.

The next few days went by, with no signs of labor and I had another appointment with the midwife. She told me to start some natural induction techniques at home. Starting with lots of time with the hubby, pineapple galore, and spicy food. And if that did not work by the start of 41 weeks, to begin using a breast pump to try and get things going. And then if that did not work by 41 and 5 days, to start castor oil.

Forty one weeks came, and still no sign of labor. Instead of starting the pump on that day, we decided to wait a day or two to see what would happen.

The next day I began to experience some light, but not regular contractions. They stopped by the evening. So, we began with the pump that evening to see if we could get things going.

The next morning I experienced some bloody show, and contacted the midwife who instructed me to try out the pump again and see what happened. After a morning of that, I began to experience contractions at about 10 minutes apart, with that continuing into the night.

It was Sunday morning at that point and with contractions being still at about 7-10 minutes apart and painful as they were, church was skipped that day. Through the entire day the contractions continued and began to come closer together, and longer in duration.

By that Sunday evening they had gone to about 6 minutes apart. And by that time, it took quite a bit of concentration to remain relaxed through them.

In order to keep things going I kept changing up positions. I bounced on the birth ball, laid in bed, walked around the house, and spent a good bit of time in the shower.

Bouncing away on the birth ball, with a blanket on my lap, as I would be freezing in between rushes

And to help me cope, I had my hubby sing hymns and read scripture through each contraction to help me not to focus on the pain.

Things continued just like that, with the contractions continuing to grow closer.

By 5am Monday morning, we contacted the midwife and informed her they were about 4 minutes apart, and I began to have to use every bit of my focus to work through them.

The midwife and her assistant arrived that morning around 7. But low and behold, not long before she arrived, they spaced out and began to not be as intense.

She examined me at that point and said I was between 4 and 5 centimeters dilated. We talked and agreed to for her to strip my membrane, and begin some homeopathics to help things get back going again.

I really did not want any sort of intervention, but we knew this was a wise decision given how tired I was getting and how long this had been going on already.

Within an hour or so of the membrane stripping, and homeopathics, contractions picked right back up at between 3 and 4 minutes apart. And finally to about 2 minutes apart late in the afternoon. And it continued like that all day.

I always thought I would be able to easily relax during labor. But there is no amount of preparation you can make to deal with that sort of work.


Thankfully though, I had a rock star of a hubby who was by my side every second of it praying and singing, encouraging, and helping me work through the rushes.



What began to discourage me through the entire process is how tired I was, and how much I just wanted to sleep. I have always been one who needs a ton of sleep, and not having much the days prior, I was struggling...

By around 6 or 7 that evening, I was checked again and was only 7 centimeters dilated. I was offered to have my water broke, and we accepted due to how exhausted I was becoming.

I was then allowed to get into the tub. I was initially excited about the tub,( and I think I ran to it...) but thinking back now, I don't know that I cared too much for it. Yes it helped to relax me between rushes, as during this entire time I would just start shivering and feel SO COLD between them. But during a rush, I would get SO HOT. And being in warm water just did not feel like the best thing when I was already burning up.


Contractions began to be so close after getting in the tub, it felt as if there was no break. During this point I was sure it was never going to end, and I would eternally be in labor. ;) And feelings of self doubt began to crowd in.

Which, hello, I knew that point would come, as that is transition, and the most intense part of labor. But I just could not recognize it at that moment.

I remember screaming at Justin I could not do this, and him looking at me and saying that I could, and that it was not much longer before I would see my baby.


And then I heard myself make a sound. I had been making quite A LOT of noise the whole time, but this one was different. It was a deep, guttural noise from within, and I remembered how in all the birth stories I have read, most of the women remember making this deep grunt and how not long after, the baby came.

And not long after, I felt the urge to push.

But, that is all I am going to share for now as my sweet baby is announcing his hunger, and this post is getting very long... :)

Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Monday, March 13, 2017

Baby Flynn Is Here

Well, you can pretty much gather the reason for my absence here in these few pics...
 
Ian Flynn
Born February13th, 2017
8:59 pm
8lbs.
21 1/2 inches long 
 
1 Day Old
 
 
1 Month Old
 Oh, how he has stolen my heart...
 

 
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Friday, January 27, 2017

Savoring These Precious Moments

 

There are two questions I get quite a bit, as I enter the last few weeks of pregnancy.

One, "How much longer?".

To which I answer, I do not know or soon, as I really do not know. I do not believe in due dates. A baby will come when they are good and ready, and I will not guess as to that time. (My motto with that, is "A baby is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to".)

Two, "Am I anxious or 'over' being pregnant yet?"

And that answer, to everyone's great surprise is no.

No, I am not "done" or "tired" of being pregnant.

No, I do not feel anxious.
 

I feel calm. And peaceful. And grateful.


Yes, I really miss boundless energy.

Yes, I miss being able to fit into any article of clothing in my closet.


Yes, I miss not having to run to the bathroom every 15 minutes.

Yes, I miss how rolling out of bed was not like being a bug stuck on its back and unable to figure out how in the world to turn over. ;)

And I REALLY, REALLY miss running and deadlifts. :)

And of course coffee whenever I feel like it.
 

But I would not change or rush these last days of my sweet babe being safe in my womb, for any comfort in this world.

As I wait for him to be brought earthside, I am savoring these moments the LORD has given me.

I have wanted to be pregnant for a long time. And to experience childbirth first hand.

Remembering that fact, why in the world then, would I want to rush an answered prayer?

I am savoring these days.

My GOD has heard my cry, and given me this child, and these moments of feeling him wiggling and stretching within. And I LOVE it.
 

Yes, I eagerly look forward to the day when I see his precious face, hold him close, and hear him cry for the first time.

But for now, I will savor these precious quiet moments, and praise the LORD for each stretch, kick, and bug stuck on its back moments. :D
 

Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice.
 
Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand.
 
Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
 
And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
 
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
 
Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.
 
 10 But I rejoiced in the Lord greatly, that now at the last your care of me hath flourished again; wherein ye were also careful, but ye lacked opportunity.
 
11 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.
 
12 I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.
 
13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
Philippians 4:4-13
 
What stage of life are you in right now? Do you feel content, or the need to rush it along?
 
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Pregnancy Update: Week 30

 
 
“All the time we wondered and wondered, who is this person coming, growing, turning, floating, swimming deep, deep inside?”
– Crescent Dragonwagon
 
How far along?
30 Weeks
 
Baby is now:
  Tipping the scales at around 3 pounds and stretching in at about 16.5 inches long,
 
Total weight gain:
20 pounds as of this past Monday. But it feels like SOOOOOO... much more... ;D
 
Sleep:
Still waking up early and not going back to sleep, and of course frequent bathroom visits. Naps are this mama to be, best friend right now. :D
 
Exercise:
 Lots of walking and yoga. Still one day of light upper body weight lifting a week. And if I have energy to spare, I have thrown in a few prenatal cardio workouts.
 
Mood:
Great of late! Still some random emotional, teary eyed moments. Like Christmas commercials. Especially that Apple one with Frankenstein... :D
 
Cravings/Aversions:
 Most food I enjoy. But there have been moments lately where I am REALLY hungry, and REALLY want to eat, but can not for the life of me figure out what on earth to eat. :)
 
Symptoms:
  Back pain is my biggest complaint right now. It has caused me to have slow down a lot through the day, and to take frequent breaks. My little guy is hanging out low, which is causing those lower back muscles to work pretty hard right now. And really dry, itchy skin. Seriously, my skin has NEVER been this dry before.
 
Missing:
Running, heavy weight lifting, coffee whenever I want, and sleeping on my stomach. Oh how I would LOVE to just sprawl out on my belly... :D
 
Movement:
He is one active little boy! And on a pretty consistent schedule. With mornings and late evenings being his very active time. Definitely NOT taking after his mommy in the morning activity. :D
 Maternity Clothes:
 All maternity jeans, and I finally broke down and bought a few maternity shirts as well. Not sure why I waited so long to buy the shirts. I am pretty sure I heard angels singing while trying them on and them fitting so well. :)
 
 
 Worst Moment of the week:
Just dealing with a cold that lasted for over a week. Aside from a cough at night, that is nearly gone.
 
Best Moment of the week:
Finishing up our Bradley classes, and Thanksgiving with Justin's family and my sister. I hosted it, and really enjoyed putting it all together. :) 
 
Looking Forward to:
The baby shower coming up very soon!
 
How has your week been? Any special moments to share?
 
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Pregnancy Update: Week 26

 
“A mother’s joy begins when new life is stirring inside… when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone.”
– Author Unknown
 
How far along? 
26 Weeks
 
Baby is now the size of a:
  14 inches from crown to foot, he's just about as tall as a pineapple (including the leaves at the top).
 
Total weight gain:
15 pounds as of this past Monday. Even though that seems like A LOT to me, I am told that is the perfect amount of weight gain for this point in pregnancy. It is not easy, but I accept it. :)
 
Sleep:
I am still struggling with waking up very early, and not going back to sleep. And bathroom visits have become more frequent. My child has decided my bladder area is his favorite place to hang out of late...
 
Exercise:
 I have had to listen more to my body these past few weeks, and to be okay with rest days, and to go slower. Back and hip pain have caused me to cut back on my weight lifting to just once weekly. Walking still feels good at 4 days a week. And yoga is the best right now as often as possible. :D
 
Mood:
Fairly steady. Some weepiness at weird, random times. But overall happy and content.
 
Cravings/Aversions:
 I am pretty much enjoying all food these days, with anything pumpkin being the favorite. :D
 
Symptoms:
  Tired, achy back, sore hips, and pregnancy brain. Seriously, that latter one hitting very hard this past week. I am putting things in weird places (ie coconut oil and the coffee pot with hot coffee in fridge, toothpaste in the tooth brush holder...), and struggling a bit with organization of my thoughts.
 
Missing:
Running, heavy weight lifting and coffee whenever I want...
 
Movement:
He is one active little boy! I can feel his little hiccups, and when he is startled by a loud noise. :D
 
Maternity Clothes:
 All maternity jeans, and some of my shirts I thought would last, are starting to get shorter. So I have been on the lookout for some nice cheap tunics of late.  
 
 Worst Moment of the week:
The weepiness at random times, and the scatter brainess. That has become very frustrating. 
 
Best Moment of the week:
Getting ready for the baby shower in December, and setting up the registry and looking at carseats with my hubby. It just makes it seem all the more real!

Looking Forward to:
Supper made by my mom. I am HUNGRY! :D
 
Are you expecting a wee one? How is your pregnancy going? Even if you are not expecting, what are you looking forward to this week?
 
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel


Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Blessings After Waiting

 
"Often blessings cannot be received unless we go through the trial of waiting."
 
Today, I feel thankful. And blessed beyond measure.
 
Why?
 
Because my back muscles have been TIRED all week, and at times, my hips feel like they are going to stretch apart.
 
Why is that something to be thankful for?
 
Because I know the cause of my tired back and sore hips.
 
I am becoming a mommy.
 
I can say that with all my heart, I LOVE every single ache and pain and tired moment in my day.
 
For at one point in my life, I was looking at the possibility of never getting to experience this miracle of pregnancy.
 
But our LORD is gracious, and has answered my many pleas.
 
I waited patiently for the LORD, and HE inclined unto me, and heard my cry. 
 
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.
 
Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
 Psalm 40: 1, 3, 5
 
What are you thanking the LORD for today? Has HE answered any prayers, big or little, that you want to give HIM praise about?
 
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Pregnancy Update: Week 22

 
Running errands and talking on the phone,
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone.
Little tiny hands, a precious rounded knee,
pushing and twisting that no one can see.
Oh sweet child kicking up your heels,
it is our little secret that only I can feel.
I look forward to your birth,
when I can kiss your skin,
but for now I will just smile,
as I feel you play within.
 
How far along? 
22 weeks
 
Baby is now the size of a:
Large grapefruit—about 14 ounces in weight, and nearly 8 inches from crown to rump.
 
Total weight gain:
Tuesdays midwife appointment showed a gain of 10 pounds total. It has been difficult at times to get used to those numbers on the scale, and even hearing remarks on how I am starting to show more (including "jokes" of being told I am looking chubby and getting a pooch). Weight gain is a VERY good thing in pregnancy, and VERY healthy when gained in moderation (which my midwife says I am doing very well with). And I accept and am even beginning to embrace it. :)
 
Sleep:
Sleep has been very good. I still wake up very early some days, and then go back to sleep after being awake for an hour or so. Which in turn has caused a need for afternoon naps... :D
 
Exercise:
 Twice weekly weights, walking or prenatal cardio videos 3 days, and yoga in between.
 
Mood:
Not the best, I will admit. I have been in kind of a funk. You know, the feel sorry, poor me kind of mood. For some reason, outside of internet friendships, and immediate family, I have not felt as if there is any joy or excitement over our baby. There have been very few congrats or anything. Might be just me, but I just want to burst with joy and excitement all the time! :)
 
Cravings/Aversions:
I still have cravings for beef. But that has even subsided. And there have not really been any aversions either. I am pretty much enjoying all food these days. :)
 
Symptoms:
  A tired feeling in my back muscles quite a bit. And allergies! Since becoming pregnant, I have become especially sensitive to previous allergens. I am told this can be normal for pregnant women. Who knew? :D
 
Movement:
Oh, I feel my sweet one everyday now, and LOVE every single kick and jump. I am pretty sure it is the best feeling in the world. Especially the kicking that starts when Justin is talking.  :)
Maternity Clothes:
 All maternity jeans now. But that has been the only maternity specific item.
 
 
Worst Moment of the week:
  It was kind of several moments. We have been moving furniture and such to make room for baby stuff. Well, on Saturday I stubbed my toe twice, dropped a two and half pound weight on my foot, and scraped my elbow while organizing my craft hutch. Yeah... ;)
 
Best Moment of the week:
 Not fainting when getting blood drawn! :D

Gender:
Drum roll please...
 

  
Ahhhh!!! We are so excited to be having a little boy! I was hoping for a little boy. I have always said I want 10 little boys that look EXACTLY like Justin when he was little. :D

Before I go, I want to thank those of you that have sent me texts, Facebook messages, and commented showing concern for my absence. I have not intended to go so long in between posts. I would like to say it has been entirely due to being busy with school, but that is not the case.

I am not feeling the need or desire to blog as often anymore. It seems as if my brain has been shifting more to prepping for baby, and living daily life, than blogging. So, things will more than likely remain fairly quiet here. If you would like more frequent updates, please check out my Instagram page. I try to post there 3 times a week. :)

How has life been for you? Have you been in a great mood, or kind of a funk? What is the LORD teaching you at this time?

Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Friday, August 26, 2016

Pregnancy Update: Week 17


 
"When the LORD reached down HIS hand,
To add this babe to our household band,
We felt that our cup overflow,
The greatest blessing HE could bestow."
How far along? 
17 weeks
Baby is now the size of a:
Vidalia onion
Total weight gain:
Not sure. At least one pound from the initial drop of 3 pounds. I have not checked since last months midwife appointment. An appointment is coming up soon, and we will see for sure then.
Sleep:
I seem to wake up at 5 am lately and struggle going back to sleep. Justin says it's my body prepping itself for the baby's schedule. :D
Exercise:
 Twice weekly weights, walking 3 days, and yoga in between.
Mood:
Joyful for the most part. But I seem to become very weepy quickly. Hello crying my eyes out while watching the beast die in "Beauty and the Beast"...
Cravings/Aversions:
I really do not have any desire for chicken or beef. Unless it is a steak. I have had steak on the brain for days now.
Symptoms:
 Nausea is gone! Energy levels are high. But I can't go more than a few days at full energy without having a slow day in between. And the hip pain has gone away!
Movement:
I am pretty sure I have been feeling our sweet one. Although I am one to hesitate to say for as I have not felt a baby move within before now. :D It's a little something about the same time each day.

Maternity Clothes:
 My inlaws blessed me with some money for my birthday and told me to spend it on clothing. I was able to find several dresses. But overall I am still able to get away with elastic waistbands, and looser fitting shirts.
Worst Moment of the week:
 Receiving a jury summons. :(
Best Moment of the week:
 Starting back to teaching, and not having one single crier. Miracle of miracles with 3 year olds, ya'll. :D
Looking forward to:
 A weekend at home with my love. :)
What are you looking forward to this week?

Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

HE Answers Our Prayers

 
"If GOD answers your prayers, HE is increasing your faith. If HE delays, He is increasing your patience. If HE doesn't answer, HE has something better in mind."
 
 
One morning last week, I woke up for the third day with an AWFUL headache. I had tried every remedy I knew to relieve the pain. Finally after waking up and barely being able function properly, I fixed myself the first cup of full caffeine coffee since finding out I was pregnant.
 
And very quickly, the pain subsided.
 
While I was enjoying that one measure cup of bliss, I had the strong desire for rain to be falling and me sitting in my chair, all cozied up enjoying such a treat. But knew that was highly unlikely as it was as bright and sunny as could be outdoors.
 
After sitting and sipping for awhile, I decided to get up and go for a long walk to keep the headache away.
 
Not more than 10 minutes into the walk I noticed it began to cloud up. Then 5 minutes later, I looked down the road to see a wall of rain coming my direction. So, indoors I headed.
 
I didn't think much of it at the moment. I decided that I would take the opportunity to catch up on dishes, until it passed by.
 
But I stopped suddenly. Didn't I have a desire for a rainy morning, all cozied up?
 
And immediately I left the dishes alone, opened the blinds, curled up in my corner, put Emmet Franz on softly, and thanked GOD that HE has granted that small desire of my heart.
 
 
It got me to thinking. How often in our lives do we see a small prayer answered, and maybe thank GOD for it, but not truly and FULLY enjoy that moment HE blessed us with?
 
GOD answers our prayers, or grants desires of our heart to bless us. To show us that He loves us, to praise HIM and I even think to see our joy in enjoying those blessings.
 
Whether its becoming a mother after years of thinking it was not possible, finishing a tough class with a very good grade, having a pleasant and productive day at your job, or getting to watch the rain fall, EVERYTHING that the LORD blesses us with in our lives should be praised and ENJOYED.
 
Why? Because HE loves us, and is pleased when we show thankfulness and joy in those moments. :)
 
Have there been any little prayers answered in your life lately? Or big ones too?
 
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Blessed Be the Name of the LORD


Psalm 113
113 Praise ye the Lord. Praise, O ye servants of the Lord, praise the name of the Lord.
Blessed be the name of the Lord from this time forth and for evermore.
From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the Lord's name is to be praised.
The Lord is high above all nations, and his glory above the heavens.
Who is like unto the Lord our God, who dwelleth on high,
Who humbleth himself to behold the things that are in heaven, and in the earth!
He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, and lifteth the needy out of the dunghill;
That he may set him with princes, even with the princes of his people.
He maketh the barren woman to keep house, and to be a joyful mother of children. Praise ye the Lord.


Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Pregnancy Update: Week 14

 
Hello second trimester!
 
How far along? 
14 weeks
Baby is now the size of a:
lemon
Total weight gain:
This weeks midwife appointment revealed a 1 pound drop from the last visit. With the initial loss of 3 pounds, and then gaining 2 pounds back, one of the two gained has been loss. Which seems strange to me as my belly is really starting to grow. I think it is muscle loss due to not lifting so heavy anymore.
Sleep:
I sleep fairly well at night. Occasional hip pain wakes me up to move positions. The need for naps during the day seems to be lessening.
Exercise:
Still the same. Twice weekly weights, walking 3 days, and yoga in between. With yoga being the favorite for my sore hips.
Mood:
Better. I have not had as many angry outbursts. Overall, joyful.
Cravings/Aversions:
No real cravings to speak of. But I have not been in a meat mood for while now. More of a bread, veggie, and carb mood...
Symptoms:
Some occasional nausea, fatigue (though that is better), and hip pain began this week.
Maternity Clothes:
I have the one pair of capri's I wear a lot. Trying to just wear more elastic waistband skirts.
Worst Moment of the week:
Having blood drawn, and blacking out right after, and throwing up too. Not the first time for that to happen during a blood draw. And unfortunately, it probably will not be the last.
Best Moment of the week:
Hearing our little ones heartbeat (you can hear for yourself on my Instagram). I could seriously listen to that ALL day. :)
Looking forward to:
Getting prepared for teaching K-3 again.

What has been a joyful moment for you in your life this week? Is there anything you are looking forward to?
 
 Have a wonderfully blessed week everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel