Bright Eyes

So here I am, 11 days into motherhood. And what an experience it is proving to be!! I think the thing that has surprised me the most is Elise herself. I was completely prepared for a newborn (or so I thought). They like to eat, poop, and then sleep for 16-18 hours a day. Or so says everyone and every book and every website. So, imagine my surprise when I get the one newborn that HATES to sleep. And fights it with every ounce in her body! And by fighting it I mean screaming her little head off. The first few days it was pretty constant, but in the last several days we’ve settled into a decent pattern of sleeping for 2-3 hours then up for an hour then back to bed… until 9pm. And then, as Ben likes to put it, the End of Days occurs. On a nightly basis. Poor baby is miserable and will spend at least an hour just screaming and nothing will comfort the poor thing. It seems like the day’s happenings hit her all at once and it’s complete system overload. We are managing though… and her affinity for being awake and alert has earned her the nickname Bright Eyes. Actually, Julie, my super favorite photographer gave her that name on her blog where she posted some pics of Elise after our newborn photo shoot this past weekend. Apparently, my niece Keegan was a sleeping angel while Elise refused to close her eyes at all… unless she was screaming. Ha! We (well, Julie) did get some pretty amazing pictures of this beautiful baby though and here is my favorite:

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If you’re interested in seeing the others you can check out Julie’s Blog. There is a sneak peek of both Elise’s photo shoot (titled Bright Eyes) and my new niece Keegan’s photo shoot (titled Sugar and Spice). Julie is fantastic and her pictures are absolutely amazing!! *SHAMELESS PLUG* You can always contact her for your own photoshoot if you’re interested.


Baby Elise

Our last photo as just a couple:

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Just newly born:

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Daddy Ben and Baby Elise (the stethoscope was his attempt at making me laugh. He walked into OR decked out in scrubs and my stethoscope and wanted to know if he looked like a doctor!)

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Milk drunk and happy at less than 48 hours old:

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Biased? Yes, very much. But my God, that’s one pretty baby!!

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The happy family at home:

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So, Elise is 5 days old now… in fact, she is 5 days old EXACTLY right now. She’s growing up soooo fast! =( The last few days have certainly been a learning curve for us, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. Poor Elise is having a heck of a time learning and adjusting to life on the outside. She has been having a heck of hard time falling asleep and seems to fight it every chance she gets. Unheard of for a newborn I thought… leave it to my daughter to prove them all wrong. And never in my life would I have thought I’d find so much pleasure in diapers and what’s in them. In big news in the Hampton household we are proud to announce that Elise had her first purely ‘wet’ diaper today. YAY!! This is exciting because it proves that A) I’m not dehydrating her and B) that she’s getting enough fluids. I’m doing this part right!! Go team Hampton!!! We had our first post-natal appointment with my midwife yesterday. I’ve lost 15 pounds already!! I guess that’s the upside to having a baby on the ‘large’ side. That much weight you don’t have to worry about taking off after the baby is born. Elise had lost about 7% of her birth weight when we left the hospital but had already gained 3 ounces back by her appointment yesterday! Also encouraging because it means I actually am doing an adequate job of feeding her. See what I mean about getting excited about the oddest things now? Also, this post would normally have taken me about 15 minutes to complete… I’ve been working on this for the last 5 hours. Going to try and sneak a shower in now while Elise is content and Grandma is watching her. Who knows what the night is going to be like…


Introducing

Well, finally! She’s here!! Introducing Elise Jamison Hampton. She was born on Thursday, August 28th, 2008 at 5:43pm and weighed in at 8lbs 8oz and 20.5 inches long. She’s absolutely perfect in every way and I can’t wait to show her off to everyone. We’re back at home now and would love to see any one who is interested in stopping by!

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Baby, Baby

Where to start…

Well, before I could get anything baby related done yesterday my little niece (the one due 2 weeks after Bampton!) was born!! Keegan Allan was born at exactly 1pm yesterday and weighed in at 8 lbs 5 oz! What a big girl!! A couple of hours later Ben and I had our first appointment of the day. 

We met with Dr. Berry the Perinatologist at 3pm and had the infamous BioPhysical Profile done. Looking back now I see that this is where it all started to go downhill. During the exam Dr. Berry throws out a weight estimate… of 10 pounds 1 oz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!??!?! I can honestly say that I’ve never been shocked into crying. He tries to make it better by telling me “this is just an estimate. It could be off by as much as a pound or two”. Like this is supposed to make me feel better. I automatically think, ”Well, if this is the case then the baby could weigh up to 12 pounds!!” Holy hell! Thankfully though, all else looked well and healthy so that was good news.

2nd stop yesterday was at the birthing center for our appointment with the midwife. This was a fairly standard appointment until they went to check me and see what I was dilated to … and managed to “accidentally” break my water whilst checking me. Oops!! This is another spot I can pinpoint that things may have started to go downhill. When they broke my water there was meconium in it. Which is fairly normal for a “mature” or postdates baby to do - the meconium is the baby’s first poo and can be a red flag for a higher risk delivery.

So then…. Ben and I were sent home to gather our wits and things about us. I took a shower, we got the dogs, and headed out. Took the dogs to the kennel for boarding and stopped off for some yum-yum Greek food then headed over to the birthing center to try and birth. Fast forward 4 hours later… and after multiple rounds of herbal tinctures and breast pumping (all producing not a one contraction!) they decided that maybe we should try and rest for the rest of the night to see if things didn’t start to pick up. They didn’t. About 6:30 this morning the midwife came in with me and had a heart to heart talk. Turns out, I wasn’t lying when I said that I must have a uterus of steel. For one reason or another, and no one seems to know why, my body wasn’t reacting to any of the usual labor-inducing agents. And since my water had been broken for 12 hours or so (at that point) they felt like it was in mine and the baby’s best interests to come over to the hospital to see if an infusion of Pitocin wouldn’t do the trick.

I of course knew what the hospital rules are and I knew they were going to starve me so Ben and I stopped off for a big ole’ breakfast first. Got me some eggs and fruit and pancakes and it was delish!! Got to the hospital and me, Ben, and my midwife got all checked in. Met my nurse, Sandy, who is lovely and hung out with my friend Moe (who actually beat me here!) and then … met the doctor from hell. This doctor came in, never laid a hand on me to exam me, and barely got her name out of her mouth, before telling me that there was no way in hell she was going to even let me attempt to labor and deliver this baby vaginally. And that the only way I was having a baby in this hospital was by c-section. She was also pleasant enough to mention that if I wanted a second opinion I was free to go to another hospital. Nice!!! I guess that is one less Christmas card I have to worry about sending out though. So, after talking it over with Ben and my midwife (who also felt this was probably a good sized baby) we decided that between the facts that this baby is over due, over sized, and has meconium it was probably the safest option to go ahead with a c-section after all. BUT since I had to have me some pancakes we had to wait a while before scheduling the surgery.

SO - C-section at 5pm. Details to follow…


Last ditch effort

My friend Ross swears that eating a bunch of sauerkraut threw his wife into labor with both of their children. For dinner tonight I had two brautwursts and approximately one metric ton of sauerkraut to go with it… that was 2 hours ago. So far, nothing. I’ll give it a few more hours.


I give up

Ok. Today I am 10 days overdue. Frankly, I’m really starting to wonder if maybe I haven’t been wrong about this whole pregnancy thing all along. Maybe I’m like one of those medical marvels on the Discovery Health channel. Maybe I’m “The Lady Who Never Gave Birth” and if not that, then maybe I’m one of those psych patients that has a psuedo pregnancy… you know, the ones where they convince themselves so fully that they are pregnant that they begin to have pregnancy symptoms and even look pregnant, but it turns out it’s all in their head? I mean, crazier things have happened. That’s for sure!

I had yet another disappointing appointment with the midwife today. I am completely unchanged. Still 2cm and 70-80% effaced. Today they did a non-stress test where they hooked me up to a fetal heart monitor and contraction monitor for 30 minutes. This was done to look at the baby’s heart rate and her reactivity to movement and contractions. Thankfully, all looks well! She seems to be doing well in her little cave and doesn’t seem to have any intention of making her way out any time soon. So, what’s next? Well, for now I am taking two herbs Blue and Black Cohosh in conjunction with “natural oxytocin release” (i.e. practicing with the breast pump) in an effort to stimulate contractions. Barring that, I will meet with a special doctor called a Perinatologist (an OB/GYN that specializes in high risk or special pregnancies) in a few days. Not that there is anything to worry about, but this doctor just so happens to be the Medical Director of the Birthing Center and he is going to see me on Wednesday afternoon since I am close to 2 weeks overdue. He is going to do something called a BioPhysical Profile to measure the baby’s health. He will make some recommendations about delivery and I will have an appointment with my midwife right after my appointment with Dr. Berry to discuss his recommendations. I anticipate that based on how far overdue I am that they will break my water on  Wednesday when I meet with the midwife and if that’s the case we should have us a baby by Thursday or Friday at the latest. Should being the operative word… nothing else seems to have worked. Next update: Wednesday! Unless something exciting happens between now and then. But don’t hold your breath. I’m not.


And so…

Update: Castor Oil doesn’t work for everyone. Castor Oil doesn’t work for the uterus and bowels of steel that I must have. Here we are, 9 hours later, and not a dang thing. Ugh… After a brief, tear filled, conversation with my midwife we have decided to wait it out over the weekend and see what happens. I have an appointment on Monday and Wednesday next week, so we’ll decide what the next step is then. Yay.

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in the spirit of the Olympics, I say “Let the games begin!”. I did the deed and downed 4 oz of this stuff at 7:05am. It is now 35 mins later and nothing. Which is good. I’m kinda dreading this actually. Per my midwife (who told me to go ahead and do this today) the effect can take 3-4 hours to kick in. Yay. BUT, after the “loose stools” I can expect that some form of labor will begin. Not sure how this is going to play out. Should be a fun day all in all. Also - if not desperate to start labor I highly suggest that you stay away, FAR away, from castor oil. It’s is nasty. Kinda like drinking a case of melted chapsticks. Quite the texture and taste sensation going down. I mixed mine with a Fresca and some Crystal Light. Not the best choices. But oh well, I got it down (and it didn’t come back up!) and that’s the important thing. Ok, well, I will update as things happen… wish me luck!


Week 41

I am officially 3 days over cooked. They say no one has ever stayed pregnant forever, but I’m beginning to wonder. Had an appointment today and found out that I am… completely unchanged!!! I am a whopping 2cm dilated. Yippie ai, yippie aye! Depressingly, I had to schedule another prenatal appointment for next Monday. My understanding is that should I still be pregnant at that appointment then I be will put on a fetal monitor that will look at the baby’s movements and heartbeat, reason being that by that time my placenta could be becoming old and decrepit and there is always the chance that it could become less effective at carrying blood and oxygen and nutrients as it gets older. Which is why I will be the lucky recipient of a castor oil induction if I’m still pregnant. Sounds fun, folks!!

So obviously, the full moon wasn’t what she was holding out for… working my butt off hasn’t helped. Neither has lying around and not doing anything. Ugh… I just don’t know!! Saturday is Ben’s birthday, so maybe that’s what she’s holding out for - daddy’s birthday. Does that mean I’m off the hook for buying a birthday present? Ha!


August 15th

Well, with one hour in the 15th left it doesn’t look like this cub is exiting her cave anytime soon. Stubborn!!! I’ve spent the day vacuuming, walking the mall, and getting a pedicure. And not a twinge! I am reduced to looking to the stars and sky. The next full moon is on Sunday, so maybe then…