Sunday, November 16, 2014

He's Here!

Brody Scott Edmondson arrived Thursday, November 13!

With my BP climbing and the possibility of preeclampsia rearing its ugly head again, the doctors decided after my appointment Thursday morning (and after discovering via ultrasound that homie was weighing well over 8 lbs) that being induced was the safest route. Since I knew Brody was going to be safe and ready to come out, and that my absolute favorite doctor was on call, I was definitely on board.

I waited around for Josh to get to Greenville (since he hadn't gone to my appointment with me, thinking it was going to be awhile before they let me know results from my lab work) then we headed to the hospital around 10:30am.

After starting pitocin and having my water broken, I hit 10cm fairly quickly around 5 p.m. and with just a few pushes, Brody arrived at 5:11 with a head full of strawberry blonde hair!

He had a little bit of a dramatic entrance with the cord around his neck (which Dr. Taft whipped off quickly with no issues) and him inhaling some meconium in the womb (that resulted in him just getting a few puffs of oxygen and a consult with some NICU folks), but other than that, all was fine! He weighed 8 lbs and 14 oz and was 20 inches long.

Sawyer came to meet him in the hospital and wasn't too impressed. His first comment to me was, "why is your belly still fat mommy?". He did give him a quick kiss and was happy to see they had the same hair color.

We ended up staying only one night since our labs were looking good so we came on home Friday evening!

Now we are learning how to be a family of four and re-learning how to be parents to a newborn again (we're a little rusty).

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

still here, still pregnant

Just a little update to let y'all know that I am still here, and still pregnant.

I had my 38 week checkup this Tuesday and they're predicting that Brody is currently weighing around 8 lbs. So I'm hoping homie decides to make his arrival a little earlier than Nov. 20, but he is currently being pretty stubborn.

We've had a few moments where I've thought this is it, it's almost go time after having contractions fairly evenly spaced for around 30 minutes... only to have said contractions just STOP. At my appointment yesterday they informed that he is right where he needs to be to make his exit and that I am dilated almost 4cm and 50% effaced so now it's just a waiting game!

I certainly want him to "cook" as long as it he needs to, but I would just love for him to make his debut some time this week (before he gets TOO much bigger).

Sawyer is also getting antsy he actually asked me the other night "Are you sure he is still in there?!" Yes buddy, I am definitely sure.

I'm not going to pretend I haven't been one ill lady. I have gotten to the point where I am sick of answering the same pregnancy-related questions over and over again and super tired of having to have conversations with random strangers about my life. What is it about a pregnant woman that makes people want to know every detail of her life? If I wasn't visibly pregnant, would you be asking me how many children I have, what gender my current child is, or how I am feeling?

So, hopefully my next post will be a "Hey, Brody is here!" post! In the meantime, you can find me walking around my neighborhood, cleaning my house like a crazy person, and trying to keep a smile on my face when people at work say "You haven't had that baby YET!?!".

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Generation Gap

I have discovered an area that truly demonstrates the difference between my generation and the generation of my grandparents.


Want to see the worst of your church ladies or your grandma's friends? Simply be pregnant around them. You'll learn all about the things you're doing wrong as an expecting mother, how big you are, and advice for raising a child that will blow your mind.

Don't get me wrong, I adore my church ladies. They make me laugh every Wednesday night at choir practice and every Sunday morning, but their ability to insult you with a compliment is at its peak when you have a human growing inside of you, and they know no boundaries when it comes to saying what they think.

Here are a few of my favorite things I've heard this pregnancy and the things I wish I could say back to these ladies... but I don't. I just smile and bear it.

This was actually said to me at my baby shower, which was in September when I was only 30 weeks pregnant. I kindly told the lady "No, he really needs to grow just a bit more before he can come out!" What I really wanted to say was, "Yes, I'd like to end my misery by selfishly choosing to birth my child prematurely, also thanks for noticing how 'miserable' I look."

I hear this one A LOT. Do people not realize how insulting it sounds to say that someone is big, even if there is a baby in there? I usually respond with a nice laugh and a "pretty sure there's just one". I would really like to say, "I am pretty sure there is just one, but man you're even bigger than me, have you got triplets?!"

This one kind of surprised me. I've seen pictures of pregnant women back in Mema's day, they weren't super small, but they also wore those giant mu-mu style smocked dresses and such so their shapes were kind of hard to distinguish. I always want to reply to this one with "They also told pregnant women there was nothing wrong with drinking and smoking 'back in your day'."

I got to hear this one Sunday at our church's homecoming. Seriously. Would you ask a non-pregnant woman to turn around so you could see the side-view of how big her boobs are or a back view to see how wide her butt has gotten? I smiled and turned to the side and received an array of "oh my goodness" comments and "wow you're just one giant blob of belly" but what I wanted to say and what I really should have said was "NO." just "no".

I will admit, this surprised me. I didn't get this question as often with Sawyer, but I guess now with two it is a lot more confusing to people that I am going to go back to work after having Brody. I have absolutely nothing against stay-at-home-moms, but it just isn't a possibility for Josh and me. We couldn't afford our bills without both of our incomes, and daycare isn't that expensive here so it's not like we're paying over $800/month for childcare so missing a paycheck versus paying for childcare would not balance out. I usually just laugh and say "someone's got to pay the bills!" but I want to say "Yes. Unless you'd like to pay our mortgage, hospital bills, utilities, and student loans, so I can stay home with my children?".

As the end to this pregnancy draws closer (I'm full-term this week!), all I can think about is while I am super-duper looking forward to meeting the newest member of our family, I am also super-duper looking forward to having less attention on me.. and my size.