This is the night before I had my baby. (And look, all the baby
stuff is neat and in order. Yeah, my house has not looked like this since!)
Last belly picture at 39 weeks.
Roses from my husband for my first Mother's Day. I love him!
The view from above.
I'm about 38 weeks here, sitting in the car while I ran an errand with my mom.
I had to get out of the house but wasn't allowed to stand.
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So most of the details in the next few posts will probably be boring to read, but I wanted to make sure I wrote everything down so I could remember these few months forever!
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I started my 3rd trimester full of energy and feeling pretty good. Richie kept saying how well I was handling the pregnancy and I couldn't agree more. It definitely wasn't as difficult as we had anticipated it would be.
As I got bigger, I started having problems with feeling faint. I would tell my doctor and he assured me it was normal to feel faint and dizzy while pregnant.
Then, on May 3rd, I was teaching my 1st period class when I started to feel faint. I did what I had been doing all along when the feeling struck-- I grabbed a coke to boost my sugar and sat down. Only the feeling wasn't going away; it was getting worse. I popped across the hall to ask Crystal to come over and went to sit back down. That's when I knew it wasn't good. Everything was going white and I couldn't really hear.
Before I passed out, I told one of my students to quickly get another teacher. That's about all I remember as I lost consciousness.
I came to and had several teachers and our assistant principal standing around me. They were calling an ambulance but I was able to tell them I didn't need one. Soon my principal arrived and I guess he thought I was having the baby. He walked in rolling up his sleeves saying, "Well, I've never delivered a baby..." Just a minute later my dad arrived and the nurse was able to wheel me to the office. Richie & my mom arrived almost at the same time and I was rushed off to the doctor.
Unfortunately this episode took me out of work before the end of school. I was so upset because I wasn't prepared to leave early. Plus I know I scared my students. Thankfully I work with some amazing people who helped my sub finish out the year for me. I know it was hard on them to have the extra work. I will be forever grateful to them for doing what I couldn't!
After passing out that first time, I continued to have fainting episodes. I wasn't allowed to drive anymore and soon got relegated to the couch. I spent the last five weeks before delivering either on my couch, in bed or on my parents' couch on my left side with my feet propped up.
It was such a scary feeling to always feel faint and to not know if I'd actually lose consciousness or not. I couldn't tell the difference between the episodes where I simply felt like I was going to faint and when I actually would faint.
My mom, dad and Richie all took great care of me making sure we had food, a clean house, clean clothes since I couldn't do anything at all. The only good thing out of the situation was that I got lots of rest before our little guy arrived!
One of my favorite parts of the end of my pregnancy were the baths I would take. I couldn't really spend time alone in case I would faint, so while Richie worked I spent the days at my parents' house. During the nights when Richie had a baseball game, my mom would draw me a bath. I would get a glass of cranberry-pomegranate juice and then stretch out and float in their huge tub. It was the only place where my back didn't hurt and I could lay however I wanted.
After my bath I would put on a big, comfy robe and mom & I would sit in bed with the door open and fan on. We watched wedding shows and design shows. It was great! I always left feeling relaxed and ready to tackle another day of being pregnant. I'll miss those quiet evenings.
One thing the baths didn't help was what came to be known as Shrek foot. My right foot swelled considerably the last few weeks of pregnancy. It became so bad that I couldn't even bend my toes! Richie had to rub the swelling out as much as he could each night just so I could regain some feeling in it. Little did I know that Shrek foot would only get worse after delivery!
