Complete Insanity

Anyone who followed my blog while I was pregnant knew without a doubt how much I despised pregnancy.  One of my posts I explained that I felt like pregnancy was the definition of insanity meaning doing the same thing over again expecting different results.  I hated pregnancy with my first child and somehow I thought I wouldn't hate it the second time and I did... Well, my beautiful son is now 10 months old and looking back over this blog bring tears to my eyes wanting to experience it all over again.  There is a feeling that is out of this world during pregnancy.  feeling life inside of you and all the pain and joy and when it's all over bringing the most beautiful perfect thing into this world which at the same time you are engulfed by a love so deep and pure you didn't even know it existed.  I just want to cry thinking about never being pregnant again.  My husband and I have had many talks and I don't know if I will have another baby again and I'm just glad that I have this blog that captured the good and bad and beautiful part of pregnancy.  

By the way for tracking purposes....I'm still not back to my prepreggo weight!!  Arg!  It's completely my fault though.

HE'S HERE!

I finally had my son Nixon Ensign Guyton! I had a doctors appointment last Tuesday and he stripped my membranes. I've had a feeling for a long time that I would go into labor after getting stripped, but I didn't know if it was intuition or a feeling of hope. I went home that day and my friend's mom who is a nurse told me to walk around all day and do nipple stimulation. So that's what I did! I walked in circles around my tiny little 900 sq. ft. house. After doing a while of stimulation I started to get a few contractions. At first they were questionable, but then they got stronger and I had no doubt it was a definite contraction. While walking and stimulating I was getting contractions consistently every 2 minutes. I told Chaz that maybe we should get ourselves ready... especially since I hadn't showered in a couple of days.*blush* So I got in the bath with Haley and started getting us ready. The contractions completely subsided so I quickly got out of the tub and started the walking/stimulating routine again. I was getting contractions a little bit, but not near as strong or consistent and they would immediately stop when I stopped. I was conflicted about whether I should just go to labor and delivery and take a chance or not. I knew I had an advantage though. The doctor had told me earlier that because of my quick labor with Haley and because I was strep B positive that I should go in at the first sign of contractions. Also, my friend Kasse told me how she was Strep B positive and measured 5 cm and got sent in just because she was that dilated and they would need to get the antibiotics through her. So I told Chaz "let's just go and see what happens". So we all hopped in the car and headed to the hospital. The whole time there I still conflicted. I felt like I was almost 'faking' labor since I was in no pain. I was in tears when I got to labor and delivery with Haley so I felt like things were probably a little premature at this point. But I was bored at home and it was going to give us something to do for the evening at least. So we got to the hospital and decided we would do a little walk around the temple first. We got to Labor and Delivery and they got me in the room and hooked up to check for contractions. They did the exam and I was 5 cm!!!! I was only 3 cm that morning so that is quite a progression that day. Again, because of the Group B they kept me!!! YEA! I was so excited! I was not expecting to get kept... I was expecting to be sent home. I was on cloud 9! I had a smile from ear to ear!!! So my mom came down and took Haley and we got settled in the delivery room. When you are Group B Strep positive you have to get 4 hours of antibiotics through you before the baby can pass through the birth canal to insure that it won't get spread. Because of this the doctor was not going to do any thing to progress my labor until I had the 4 hours of medicine. My contractions almost completely stopped after getting checked in and I made NO progress for 6 hours!!! I was feeling kind of humiliated at that point thinking "I really was not in labor". They kept asking me when I wanted the epidural, but I felt so silly getting the epidural when I wasn't have any pain at all. So finally the doctor broke my water and we waited another hour and I still had only progressed .5 a cm since the time I checked in. The contractions were still not bad and the nurse finally told me that I should probably get the epidural before they start me on the pitocin. So I got the epidural and they put me on pitocin. This was 11 p.m. We had arrived at the hospital at 5 p.m. The nurse checked me at 12 and I was only 6 cm. She decided to check me again about 20 minutes later or so and I had already gone to 7 cm and also dilated a whole cm while she was checking me. She said that she would probably not wait much longer to check me again so she came back about 10 minutes later and I was complete!!! Wow it went to fast all of a sudden. So the doctor came and about 3 or 4 contractions later Nixon was born at 1:10 a.m. September 3. He weighed 6.7 lbs and 19 in long! He has a head full of dark hair! I could not believe it! How did I give birth to a boy with brown hair? He's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life and since he's arrived our family would be incomplete without him. I can't even imagine him not being in our life. I love every feature on his entire body. Since having Nixon I have definitely decided that I will need to bring another child into our family. I can not describe the love and joy that fills my heart when I child becomes a part of our life. I told Chaz that Nixon is the 3rd best thing that has ever happened to me!! Marriage to my husband being the 1st, the birth of my daughter being the second and now the birth of my son. My life is so much more complete than I could have ever imagined and I'm so grateful for my blossoming family.

See my family blog for pictures chazandkimguyton.blogspot.com

37 Weeks

Not much to report... only 2.5 cm dilated this week and 50% effaced. I'm have an induction date set on Sept. 10. Hopefully this little boy comes soon.

36 Week Update

HOORAY!! I'm in the final month now and I'm so excited because it means that I can probably give birth any day and have a healthy baby... I had my appointment today and I'm dilated 2 cm. Now I know that dilation and effacement really doesn't mean a whole lot because plenty of women can walk around dilated for months and not give birth, but as a pregnant women in her last month those words mean everything!!!!! It gives me hope that there is something happening and that my body does know what to do to get this baby out. Things are getting exciting and Chaz and I can hardly wait to meet this little guy!!!! Check back next week to see if there is any more progress and cross your fingers that there will be!!!

Belly Comparison

Oh my

All you pregnant gals prepare yourself now for the last month... It's hard to imagine how uncomfortable you can be, but it's definitely possible. Let's see... 90% of the time I feel like I'm suffocating, my leg feels like someone kicked my shin as hard as they could, I waddle like an overstuffed penguin, All my shirts have seem to have gotten a few inches shorter (I wonder why) so the only thing that seems to fit any more is my husbands t-shirts which make me feel like a sexy mama let me tell ya, my lower back feels like I've been bending over backwards for the last 8 months.... I guess due to my new banana stance which seems the only way I can keep my enormous belly from pulling me over frontward, sitting is a chore since it squishes my insides, standing is a chore because of the pressure on my back, laying down and on my left side seems to be the only comfortable position to be in and even that only lasts a few minutes and I feel like I have a 200 degree oven inside of my body making me sweat in places that I didn't know sweating was possible...

Besides all that I feel great! Hah! I guess I feel as great as you can possibly feel when you are 8 months pregnant living in death valley in the middle of August.

This past week in particular exercise has suddenly become the hardest thing I could possible do.... Sadly my obsession is stronger then my physical comfort. Every morning I wake up and think "Oh I just need to quit going to the gym", but I just can't... I just can't quit going and I make it there and I jump on a machine and 2 minutes into the work out I think "Oh I just need to quit this is too hard... I can't breathe, my legs ache, my body is going to fall apart" but something else inside me keeps me going and somehow 45 - 60 minutes later I'm walking out of the gym door and I am in constant wonder of how I possibly just made it through the hardest workout of my life. Oh If I could only quit I just keep thinking.... Then I start pep talking myself envisioning the end result of having the baby and at this moment I'm thinking "GET BABY OUT".. But let me just say that I can not possibly wait for the 6 weeks post partum when I can let go of this insane obsession with exercising. I come home after the gym and I feel as if I was in a fight and lost. I feel beat up, tired, exhausted and over worked. I feel as if I couldn't possibly do it ever again and every day I do it again.

Pregnancy is not easy for me. I complained constantly the first 3 months of it and for the last 5 I've tried to enjoy it as much as I could... and honestly there isn't anything better then feeling life inside your belly, but besides that I think it's absolutely dreadful and I thank God for being so kind to make us forget it all because I know when I deliver this baby my memory will be erased and in a few months after that I will think to myself "I miss pregnancy, I want to do it again."

Pregnancy for me is the definition of insanity ... Doing the same thing over and expecting different results

Lots of Comments

So I just had to post this because I'm surprised that I'm getting these comments. I guess I don't realize how big I'm actually getting. Within 1 hour yesterday I receieved 3 wonderful comments...

Cashier at Albertson's "WHOA... When is your baby DUE?"
Another Cashier "When are you due?" Kim:"Next Month" Cashier "WOW, Where is it going to go?"
Random Lady "You sure look like you are going to pop, must be any day now"