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Name: Lisa
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 7/8/1982
Gender: Female
Occupation: Accounting/Finance
Industry: Banking/Finance
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Member Since:
11/10/2002
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| Haven't updated lately...totally into my baby girl..here's a video and a picture of her halloween costume
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| My PromiseDearest Brooklyn,
It has been 4 weeks since you've blessed us with your arrival. You have brought so much joy to mommy and daddy's life - we cannot thank you enough. You are growing and learning so fast - you can pick your head up and turn it from side to side - and you can now follow our face when we look at you. Every day we watch your personality emerge bit by bit and we are fascinated by everything you do - from your fleeting smiles in your sleep to your grunts, squeals, squeaks, and gurgles. These days have turned into weeks that will turn into months and before you know it into years. We look forward to watching you grow into a beautiful loving young lady. So on this day on your first month birthday, I make you this promise...
I promise to love you, to cherish you, to protect you from harms way.
I promise to teach you, to learn with you, and answer all your questions no matter how small or trivial.
I promise to be there for you, to support you, and catch you when you fall.
I promise to show you the world and to give you the gift of tolerance and compassion.
I promise to never abandon you, give you up, or leave your side.
I promise to never put anything above or before you.
I promise to work hard to provide for you and give you all that you deserve.
I promise to not over spoil you and to give you the foundation for a successful future.
I promise to tuck you in every night and to read you as many books or sing as many lullabies as you want.
I promise to be there in all your accomplishments no matter how small or big.
I promise that we will have our differences but I promise that we will work through them and that I will love you no less but more.
I promise to be the best mommy that I know how to be and to love you unconditionally and endlessly.Mommy loves you Brooklyn and i promise that will never change. Happy One Month Birthday Baby.
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| Brooklyn will be three weeks old on Thursday. She does not sleep through the night nor would I expect her to considering she has her mama's appetite - i just wish instead of waking up every 2 hours it would be every 3 hours. Nonetheless she is a pretty good baby only crying when hungry, grunting when needing a diaper change, and pretty much sleeping the rest of the time. Her awake periods are getting longer as she's getting older. Now i begin the daunting task of finding childcare for her for when I return to work. It makes me so sad to even think about that day - having to leave her with someone who may not pick her up when she cries and needs to be consoled. My list begins...but I still need more referrals. If anybody knows of any good nannies or daycares in the Cy-Fair area - please let me know. I know there's gotta be lots of loving Filipino or Vietnamese stay-at-home moms/grandmas wanting extra cash. I'm trying to work exclusively off referrals. Going back to work is inevitable for me - its the only way i can provide for her in all the ways that I want.
Oh another note....I miss being pregnant and having her inside of me - kicking me and sharing secrets only we 2 knew. I love being a mommy and having her here...but there's some something special about carrying a life inside of you. I realized this week...that I do want more children. I just wish I could afford more - my mother wants me to have 4 kids! Good lord...i'm having at least 2...and i always told myself at the most 3. For now Brooklyn will be my everything. People often wonder how they can divide their love once they have more kids - i read somewhere that your love doesn't divide - it multiplies.
Now i'm back to planning the next things in my life - Besides being the best mommy that I can be. I applied to University of Houston - Victoria - they offer an online business undergrad degree program. Consiering i'll be at work 8 hours and away from my baby - i can't stand to go to class another 4 hours a night and not even tuck my baby into bed. I'm in my last year so it shouldn't take me long to finish. I need to finish what I started and set a good example for Brooklyn. Weight loss is also on the agenda - i've lost 22 lbs so far. I gained 34 during my pregnancy...so that's 12 left plus i want to lose about 15 on top of that....so that's almost 30 lbs....man...i've got my work cut out for me. Lastly, I have financial goals that I've set for myself for the next few years - having a baby sets you back - but its all worth it.
Wow this turned out to be a pretty long post - i guess that's what happens when you really don't get much adult interaction. For now, I'm trying to learn to communicate with Brooklyn - deciphering what each cry, grunt, and wiggle means. She brings so much joy to my life - nothing can compare to this.
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| Brooklyn's Birth StoryI know its long...but c'mon it was a 23 hour labor!
4:30 am - Woke up and called labor and delivery to confirm that my induction was still on. On the day prior, my nurse had warned me if too many babies came in that night, then my induction would be postponed. Everything was still a go. Woke Jon up and began to get all our things together to go to the hospital.
5:30 am - Arrived at the hospital and checked in. Signed a few documents, did my last weigh in, and received all my bands. We were directed to my delivery room and handed a fancy hospital gown to change into.
6:00 am - Nurse came in and administered my enema. My doctor ordered a soap suds enema, but the nurse was afraid it would irritate me so she just gave me a plain water one. It was a bit uncomfortable but not as bad as I thought it would be. At the end of the ordeal I told her I felt violated!..haha. She said not to worry; they were changing shifts so I wouldn't have to see her anymore. I'm glad I got the enema - one less thing to worry about - you know..pooping on the delivery table.
6:30 am - Another nurse came in to hook up my IV and start me on my antibiotics. I tested positive for Group B Strep at my 36 week appointment, so as a precautionary measure they administer antibiotics through your IV at least 4 hours prior to delivering. Nurse did an internal check to see how my cervix was doing. The day prior my doctor told me I was close to 3 cm if he stretched it. She still measured me at 2 cm with a very posterior cervix - meaning they had to go way back there to even check it.
7:15 am - After a shift change, my new nurse came in and started me on pitocin, the induction agent, through my IV. She hooked me up to monitor the fetal heartbeat and my contractions, and also the blood pressure cuff. She talked to me a little bit about pain management and what I wanted and what-not. I told her that I wanted to try for a natural childbirth, but I was open. She told me they had excellent anesthesiologists at the hospital and to just let her know if I wanted the epidural. They also had IV pain meds available but it would by no means take away the pain. I asked her when the last call for the epidural was and she said there was no point of no return. I could get it whenever I wanted it. She left and told me she would be coming back every 15 minutes to crank up the pitocin.
8:30 - My doctor came to check on me to see how I was doing. I was in no pain, just having very mild contractions. He did another internal exam and confirmed what the previous nurse had done. He said I was only 30% effaced, so my cervix had quite a bit thinning out to do. He told me he would be back later to break my water and hopefully speed things up.
11:30- Dr. Baker came back in to do another internal exam. I was only at a good 3 cm - good news was my cervix had rotated and was easier to get to. The nurse came in with a crochet hook looking device and handed it to the doctor who then broke my water. No gush or explosion of water. He told me I would probably just have a steady trickle of water. Dr. Baker told me he'd check back after lunchtime. I was already approaching my max level of pitocin. The nurse and him decided by 1 pm if I had not progressed some more they would take me off the pitocin for 30 minutes, mix a new bag of pitocin, and then restart me all over again. I was still pretty comfortable watching TLC while Jon was playing on the internet. He got hungry so I sent him to the nourishment room to get some food. I sat and watched in misery while he ate.
1:00 pm - Time for another internal exam. I was only almost 4 cm. Not much of my water had leaked. The nurse said my bag of water was probably behind my baby and would probably come out when I delivered. From the time my water had broke my contractions became more intense but still manageable. I was breathing through them with Jon by my side. I thought surely I was progressing some, but that wasn't the case. They took me off the pitocin, but there was still some running through my body so I would still have contractions. All day there was a pattern, they just weren't very effective at dilating me.
1:30 pm - I was put on my new bag of pitocin with the same regiment - unit increase every 15 minutes. From here on contractions began to hurt, but they were lasting only about 20 seconds. I was still feeling okay without pain meds. I was super hungry but I wasn't allowed to eat anything. I begged Jon to grab some crackers so I could lick them. He had some pity on me and would give me a nibble here and there.
4:00 pm - Contractions grew more and more in intensity and pain. Jon told me to just go ahead and get the pain meds but every time my nurse came in and asked, I wasn't having a contraction so I was okay. I kept telling myself the pain would go away. I was doing good so far.
5:30 pm - I was ready to try some IV pain meds - stadol. I was getting tired and the contractions were getting to me. She gave me half and dose and would come back in half an hour to give me the other half. Almost immediately I fell into a drowsy spell. I could feel the contractions but they weren't so bad because I was too woozy to care. The stadol did what my doctor said they would - just take the edge off my contractions.
6:00 pm - The nurse came back to give me my second dose of stadol. The pain was getting to me. She asked if I wanted the epidural. I did..but I wanted to be strong. She suggested that they check me first and then I could make my decision. So she checked me and I was still only at 4 cm! I thought I would have had my baby by 2, and here I was still a 4 cm and in a lot of pain. I was getting more and more tired with each contraction - I was already in labor for almost 12 hours. She had talked to Dr. Baker and they said that I might end up having a c-section because I was not reacting to the pitocin. I would end up getting the epidural anyway. So that was enough to make my decision. I was not progressing any with the increase in pain - so screw it! bring in the anesthesiologist! My nurse said she would go get him right away. By this time, I was shaking uncontrollably with each contraction.
6:30 pm - Dr. Hughes, the anesthesiologist, wheeled his cart in and began to prep me. They had me sit up at the edge of the bed and even allowed Jon to stay in the room. He stood in front of me while I curled my back and held onto him and my nurse. I winced as the doc inserted the numbing agent, but that was the only pain I felt. In 2 seconds I didn't feel anything else. He inserted the catheter into my back and started my epidural line. It was the best feeling in the world. I had heard horror stories about epidurals and how sometimes they have to try several times to get it in the right spot in your spine - but mine was perfect. My nurse put me on a catheter because the epidural would make me lose the sensation to pee. She also put in an internal contraction monitor. This would measure the intensity of the contractions to make sure they were strong enough.
7:00 pm - Dr. Baker came back to check on me. He said hopefully the epidural would help me relax and allow my body to dilate more effectively. He told me to hang in there and he'd either check back or call in at 9 pm to see how I was doing. I was finally able to doze off and sleep a bit by now.
9:00 pm - My new nurse came and had instructions to check me…and of course I was still at 4 cm! She spoke with Dr. Baker and came back to tell me the game plan. He was still not ready to throw in the towel and perform the cesarean. They were going to take me off the pitocin again but this time for 2 hours. At 11 pm, she would come in and give me a fresh bag of pitocin and start all over again. I was exhausted and wanted it to be over with. She said I could have clear fluids and jello during this window and fetched some for me. Jon fed it to me but I could only eat one of my jellos. I was feeling super nauseous at this time and told my nurse I wanted to throw up so she handed me a bag and not 2 minutes later everything came back up. I tried to just close my eyes and get some rest. I no longer knew how long I would be like this.
11:00 pm - Time for my new bag of pitocin. Here we go again and back to sleep I went. I realized Brooklyn and Jaelin would no longer have the same birthday.
2:00am - I woke up because I began to feel my contractions. It didn't hurt like before, but it was enough to say whoa. I lifted up my blanket and saw a lot more bloody show then before. My nurse came in and I told her my contractions were beginning to hurt and there was more blood. She decided to check me and smiled and said hey you're at 5 cm - there's some progress! The blood was from my cervix thinning and dilating. She gave me my epidural button so I could give myself another shot of it. Jon was still knocked out next to me so I went back to sleep.
3:30 am - I woke up again because now the pain was just unbearable. This was not suppose to happen - I had an epidural!! I poked at Jon to wake up and hand me my epidural button. He asked me what was wrong and I told him the pain was getting worse and worse. It was a different kind of pain - it was all rectal pressure and no longer in my stomach. We were fumbling around trying to dose me with more epidural. My nurse walked in and asked what was wrong and I told her about the pain. She decided to check me again. She had a big grin and told me I was at 9.5 cm and only had a rim left. I was going to have this baby soon! As happy as I was to hear that, the pain was getting worse and I was shaking again with each contraction. I needed something. My nurse said she would call my doctor.
4:00 am - Dr.Hughes cam back in to give me another boost in epidural to help get me through transition. The relief was once again almost immediate. When I think about it, I vaguely remember the anesthesiologist saying it was good for about an hour and a half. My nurse began to get the delivery room ready, disassembling the bed and getting the trays and warmer ready.
4:30 am - My nurse explained to me we were going to start prepping the baby
to come down the birth canal and showed me how she wanted me to breathe
and push. I told her I had to throw up again so she handed me another bag, but this time I was dry heaving with nothing but my stomach acids coming back up. She told me she would get some anti-nausea medicine that would go through my IV if I still needed it. So I began my breathing and pushing with each contraction. I was instructed to hold my legs back with Jon assisting, while she began to stretch me out down there to hopefully prevent any tearing. I pushed with each contraction and tried to rest in between. From this point on, my memory was very hazy as I was mentally and physically exhausted.
5:30 am - The nurse motions Jon to look down "there" and told him you can see her head and hair. Jon was like "Ewww, no thanks". The next contraction came and he said, he changed his mind and that he wanted to look. Sure enough he could see her hair, this baby was coming soon.
6:00 am - The room filled with more bustling nurses and my pain was getting more intense with each contraction. My nurse said my doctor was on the way and baby would be here soon and to keep breathing and pushing on cue. I told her the pain was getting to be too much and to give me the anti-nausea medicine before I threw up again.
6:15 am - I was in complete agony ready to push her out of me but not having the energy to do so. I kept hearing just wait, Dr.Baker is on his way. He's 15 minutes away, now he's 10 minutes, 6 minutes, he's in the parking lot on his way upstairs. They had me labor on my side but it seemed to make it worse. I yelled out, I can't wait anymore this baby wants to come out!!! My nurse gave in and said okay, lets push then!
6:25 am - I'm in position to push again with about 4 or 5 nurses around me. The pain is like no other. My nurse was still trying to stretch me out and she said it was just too tight, and that I might tear. I told her she was hurting me!! I could feel part of Brooklyn;s head stuck right there at the opening. I began wavering in out of feeling like I couldn't do it, to moments of clarity to where dammit this baby is coming out. All of a sudden I gave one big push and her head came out. I remember thinking to myself, oh damn now comes the shoulders. But much to my surprise, Brooklyn slid right out of me with one gush.
6:36am - I looked down and they caught my baby and cleaned her up and warmed her. She wasn't purple, blue, or bloody. She was pale and coated with the vernix that helps them ease down the birth canal. They brought her to me before they started working on her. The nurse handed over the scissors as they clamped her umbilical cord. Jon and i had talked about it before and he said he didn't want to cut the umbilical cord because it was gross - so i told him i would do it. But as I reached over, Jon took the scissors and cut her cord. I was so proud of him. She was finally here! It still hadn't hit me yet.
6:37 am - Dr.Baker walks into the room ready to deliver but only in time to deliver my placenta and to stitch me up. I tell him to hold off before stitching me up because I could feel everything down there. He gave me a local anesthetic and proceeded. All of a sudden I started bleeding more and more so they gave me a shot of methergen to stop the bleeding and he had me massage my uterus. He said I didn't tear too much and would only need a few stitches. I sat there getting sewn up and watched my baby from across the room. It was surreal. I could not believe she was here.
6:45 am - Jon hands me Brooklyn for the first time. My perfect little baby. She was so wide awake and alert and sticking her tongue out. I was still in disbelief that after 10 months I was holding my baby. I think the drugs, fatigue, and exhaustion kept me from crying and from realizing that I finally had what I've been waiting so long for.
7:00 am - The nurses come to take Brooklyn for her first bath and to run their routine tests. The nurses clean me up, give me a perineal ice pack, and moved me to my postpartum room. My ordeal was finally over and I was instructed to rest before they brought me back my baby. I could finally begin my recovery and begin to enjoy forever with my baby.
After an easy 10 months, I got a less than easy labor and delivery, but the end result made all the the pain and tears worth it. I got the greatest gift of all and I am so in love with her. She is my world - she is my heart. I believe every female should experience this once in their lifetime - the miracle of life. Now I start on another journey as a parent. It is my responsibility to give her everything and anything her heart desires. She's not even 2 weeks old yet and she's getting so big already. I want to hold her forever and ever, but I know she'll grow in the blink of an eye. For now, I can only cherish the moment with her. Mommy loves you Brooklyn 
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