Born June 12, 2010 12:35 am. Weighing 7 lbs 6 oz and 20 in long.
We love him so much :)
I will post a birth story soon, in the meantime, here are some pictures:
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Introducing...
Devlin James Allred!
Born June 12, 2010 12:35 am. Weighing 7 lbs 6 oz and 20 in long.
We love him so much :)
I will post a birth story soon, in the meantime, here are some pictures:
Born June 12, 2010 12:35 am. Weighing 7 lbs 6 oz and 20 in long.
We love him so much :)
I will post a birth story soon, in the meantime, here are some pictures:
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Loving Life
Here are some pictures from this last week to begin!
These pictures are all from 39 Weeks - Two different dresses because my sister wanted a picture of me in the red dress :)
Here is my 40 Week picture! Can you tell that I've been in labor for a bit ;)
So my Due Date of June 9th was yesterday, which also happened to be Jaren's 24th birthday! I was not able to give him a birthday baby, but I have been in labor since about 6 pm Tuesday night, so it was cool that I was actually in labor that close to my due date. I had my dr. appointment yesterday afternoon and I went from being closed up to 2 cm! As you can see in my picture, the baby has dropped a lot lower, and I was expecting the pressure to be painful, but surprisingly I'm kind of enjoying the pain. It's such an exciting experience!
Looking back on my pregnancy, I see so much that I have to be thankful for. My pregnancy was quite easy until the last few weeks. I never had horrible morning sickness, I was able to be active the entire time, even now, but did stop riding my bike at 30 weeks. I did have a bike accident and ended up in the hospital, with no problems though. I have been in the hospital a bit, but luckily it was never anything. When I think of all the things that could have gone wrong, I am just so blessed that nothing has.
The last few weeks I have had high blood pressure, swelling, migraines, vision problems, and of course the usual aches and pains, but I keep telling myself that it could be worse :) The same thing goes with every contraction. Whenever I start to think one is hurting horribly and that I can't do it, I remind myself that it will probably get worse and that I am strong and can do this.
I love my husband so much and I am so grateful for how much he has put up with my mood swings, cravings, and overall craziness :) I love seeing how excited he is to have this baby, it makes me smile to know that he loves me and our baby so much!!
So now here I am sitting on a mattress in our living room, watching a movie, writing this blog post, and contracting every few minutes. I haven't been timing them and I probably should again lol. They keep getting stronger and I'm excited. I have my next appointment tomorrow and if nothing happens before then, then we are going to be inducing (since my blood pressure was still high yesterday). It is so exciting to know that I will have a baby before this weekend is over!!
So this is it for now, I'm going to go back to relaxing and resting up for this exciting adventure!!
PS The next time I post, I will have a baby!!
These pictures are all from 39 Weeks - Two different dresses because my sister wanted a picture of me in the red dress :)
Here is my 40 Week picture! Can you tell that I've been in labor for a bit ;)
So my Due Date of June 9th was yesterday, which also happened to be Jaren's 24th birthday! I was not able to give him a birthday baby, but I have been in labor since about 6 pm Tuesday night, so it was cool that I was actually in labor that close to my due date. I had my dr. appointment yesterday afternoon and I went from being closed up to 2 cm! As you can see in my picture, the baby has dropped a lot lower, and I was expecting the pressure to be painful, but surprisingly I'm kind of enjoying the pain. It's such an exciting experience!
Looking back on my pregnancy, I see so much that I have to be thankful for. My pregnancy was quite easy until the last few weeks. I never had horrible morning sickness, I was able to be active the entire time, even now, but did stop riding my bike at 30 weeks. I did have a bike accident and ended up in the hospital, with no problems though. I have been in the hospital a bit, but luckily it was never anything. When I think of all the things that could have gone wrong, I am just so blessed that nothing has.
The last few weeks I have had high blood pressure, swelling, migraines, vision problems, and of course the usual aches and pains, but I keep telling myself that it could be worse :) The same thing goes with every contraction. Whenever I start to think one is hurting horribly and that I can't do it, I remind myself that it will probably get worse and that I am strong and can do this.
I love my husband so much and I am so grateful for how much he has put up with my mood swings, cravings, and overall craziness :) I love seeing how excited he is to have this baby, it makes me smile to know that he loves me and our baby so much!!
So now here I am sitting on a mattress in our living room, watching a movie, writing this blog post, and contracting every few minutes. I haven't been timing them and I probably should again lol. They keep getting stronger and I'm excited. I have my next appointment tomorrow and if nothing happens before then, then we are going to be inducing (since my blood pressure was still high yesterday). It is so exciting to know that I will have a baby before this weekend is over!!
So this is it for now, I'm going to go back to relaxing and resting up for this exciting adventure!!
PS The next time I post, I will have a baby!!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Time to update
Here is a picture of me at 37 Weeks at my baby shower! I have a lot of pictures from my wonderful shower that I want to put into a cool post, more than just a quick one like right now!
Here is a picture of me at 38 weeks. I was down in Aurora and my Dad and I had just gotten back from the Temple! It was awesome to go!!
And now for my favorite picture (for now anyway lol) I had it taken last Friday (about 38 1/2 weeks) before my appointment that afternoon.
Ok now on to the crazy stuff.
Last Tuesday I was -1 Station, about 70% effaced, and 1 cm dilated. My blood pressure has been high for the last few weeks, so I scheduled another appointment for that Friday. Also I had to go in and get blood work done, and things were normal. My doctor informed me also that he was on call this weekend and that I should have the baby (he is our favorite out of all the doctors in the office) We just kind of laughed and didn't expect anything to happen.
Friday rolls around and I go in, blood pressure is still extremely high and I guess I've been having traces of protein in my urine. He then does a Non-Stress Test and we pass. I was having contractions and it was cool and what not. So after we get home Jaren has to go to work and I end up sleeping for 4 hours, waking up for half an hour and then sleeping for another hour. It was weird because that hasn't happened in a LONG time. So when I wake up I have to sudden urge to clean the house and get tons of things done. So I start and then the contractions start and I just try to ignore them. When Jaren gets home they are really bad and I can hardly stand up through them. So we just keep doing things, but decide to time them. We time them for about 2 hours. They started at 3 minutes apart and got worse and went to 2 minutes apart. We call the doctor and he tells us we need to go in to Labor & Delivery, so we go.
We get up to L&D and are put into a room and then the nurse, Trish, comes in and acts all sweet and nice for a little bit. She then checks me and hurts me so badly. I have NEVER hurt from an internal before, but she was DIGGING up me and even after asking if she was hurting me and I said yes, she kept going. She then proceeds to tell me that I am -4 Station, 30% effaced, and 1 1/2 cm dilated. So a bit different from earlier in the day (the -1 Station, 70% effaced, and 1 cm dilated). She tells me that the baby is up really really high and that the baby is going to turn to breech like hers did at 37 weeks. Anyway, then they put me on the monitors and my contractions are 2 minutes apart, peaking at about 75 - 80% intensity. After a while, she checks me again - same deal of hurting me very badly and things are the same. She calls the doctor, and I am sent home.
Now on to Saturday...
Jaren and I decided to go down to Denver to get my mind off of being in early labor. We went and had fun with my sisters, brother, brother-in-law, and Dad's new friend Jill!! Later on Jaren has to come back to Fort Collins for work, and I was planning on staying until Sunday and then go home. After we all eat and Jaren and Jonathan leave, Sabrina and Ken go on a date :) so Me, Jill, and Amber go back to Dad's house. They were so sweet and gave me foot rubs, back massages, and hand rubs. Then we decided to go on a walk just to get me moving, since I was hurting from the contractions (which were still 2 minutes apart). After we got back, everyone else got there and we decided to go out to Texas Roadhouse! At dinner is when the contractions started to get more intense. After dinner we all then went for a walk on the track and my contractions got down to 1 - 2 minutes apart and so much more intense. Jaren calls the doctor, who says this could be it and to come in, so we all pile in cars and drive up to Fort Collins. We get up to Labor and Delivery and the mean nurse is there again. She seems very perturbed that I have so many people with me, but of course they do not have any restrictions on how many people are there with you. She then checks me and is even more rough with me than the night before and hurts me SO much worse. She then says I'm -3 Station, 60% effaced, and 1 1/2 cm dilated. I'm put on the monitors and baby was not cooperating very well, but it finally started picking things up. My contractions were peaking at around 85 - 90% and several times near the end they went past 100%.
My blood pressure was up again, and when I asked her what it was, she would not tell me - all she said was "high" and walked away. After a while things weren't going so well and I was getting frustrated. Jill then asks me if she could ask some questions and I said yes, because I never think of good things to ask! The nurse comes over and Jill begins asking some things and the nurse just looks at her and asks why we want to know and would not give us straight answers on anything, like blood pressure, station, dilation - SIMPLE THINGS. It was very frustrating. So then when it's time to check me again she says she's going to have someone else check me also and do an ultrasound (again - forgot to mention she did one Friday night too) just to make sure the baby's head is down. So she goes and gets the ultrasound and sure enough, baby is still head down. Then we ask about someone else checking me and she all the sudden doesn't seem to want to, so I insisted and she seemed upset. The Charge nurse is then brought in and checks me - I DIDN'T FEEL A THING! She did not hurt me, she was gentle and kind. So that was one good thing. She then says that I am the same. It was frustrating, but hey I got a second opinion, which is what I was wanting. So then, I am told once again that the contractions are regular enough 1 - 2 minutes apart, but they need to be more intense. And then I am sent home again.
Sunday - Tuesday morning:
Contractions every 1 - 3 minutes apart all day and night.
Tuesday Doctor Appointment:
Jaren and I decided that since it was such a nice morning that we would walk to my appointment. Our OB is only a few minutes away anyway. Plus, wanting to see if it would have a good effect on the blood pressure. We get there and my blood pressure is still high, in the same range as the last few weeks. So they do another Non-Stress Test and nothing. Can't get the baby's heartbeat or movement or any contractions. (turns out my contractions have pretty much stopped since this morning). So we sit there and things aren't looking too good, and I also did tell them that I have not felt the baby much since contractions started on Friday and movement has been decreasing every day, which I was told was part of labor. So the doctor comes in and is not liking how the test is going because the baby is not responding, so he shocks my tummy and scares the crap out of both of us and the baby starts moving and they get readings. So then he does the internal (didn't hurt by the way lol) He said Baby was "Really high up", 50% effaced, and I was not dilated at all. WHAT THE HECK. HOW????!?!?!? I honestly did not think that dilation could change. I knew effacement could, but not dilation. So then he tells me that we need to do blood work again and a 24 hour urine test, since I've had traces of protein in my urine. AHHHH!!
My next appointment is on Friday and I guess we will see what we do from there. Any thoughts and prayers are very much appreciated.
So today I've been very emotional and confused and depressed and feeling like a failure. I am missing my mom terribly and wish she were here for me to talk to. So that was our weekend and now we're just waiting to see what happens.
Here is a picture of me at 38 weeks. I was down in Aurora and my Dad and I had just gotten back from the Temple! It was awesome to go!!
And now for my favorite picture (for now anyway lol) I had it taken last Friday (about 38 1/2 weeks) before my appointment that afternoon.
Ok now on to the crazy stuff.
Last Tuesday I was -1 Station, about 70% effaced, and 1 cm dilated. My blood pressure has been high for the last few weeks, so I scheduled another appointment for that Friday. Also I had to go in and get blood work done, and things were normal. My doctor informed me also that he was on call this weekend and that I should have the baby (he is our favorite out of all the doctors in the office) We just kind of laughed and didn't expect anything to happen.
Friday rolls around and I go in, blood pressure is still extremely high and I guess I've been having traces of protein in my urine. He then does a Non-Stress Test and we pass. I was having contractions and it was cool and what not. So after we get home Jaren has to go to work and I end up sleeping for 4 hours, waking up for half an hour and then sleeping for another hour. It was weird because that hasn't happened in a LONG time. So when I wake up I have to sudden urge to clean the house and get tons of things done. So I start and then the contractions start and I just try to ignore them. When Jaren gets home they are really bad and I can hardly stand up through them. So we just keep doing things, but decide to time them. We time them for about 2 hours. They started at 3 minutes apart and got worse and went to 2 minutes apart. We call the doctor and he tells us we need to go in to Labor & Delivery, so we go.
We get up to L&D and are put into a room and then the nurse, Trish, comes in and acts all sweet and nice for a little bit. She then checks me and hurts me so badly. I have NEVER hurt from an internal before, but she was DIGGING up me and even after asking if she was hurting me and I said yes, she kept going. She then proceeds to tell me that I am -4 Station, 30% effaced, and 1 1/2 cm dilated. So a bit different from earlier in the day (the -1 Station, 70% effaced, and 1 cm dilated). She tells me that the baby is up really really high and that the baby is going to turn to breech like hers did at 37 weeks. Anyway, then they put me on the monitors and my contractions are 2 minutes apart, peaking at about 75 - 80% intensity. After a while, she checks me again - same deal of hurting me very badly and things are the same. She calls the doctor, and I am sent home.
Now on to Saturday...
Jaren and I decided to go down to Denver to get my mind off of being in early labor. We went and had fun with my sisters, brother, brother-in-law, and Dad's new friend Jill!! Later on Jaren has to come back to Fort Collins for work, and I was planning on staying until Sunday and then go home. After we all eat and Jaren and Jonathan leave, Sabrina and Ken go on a date :) so Me, Jill, and Amber go back to Dad's house. They were so sweet and gave me foot rubs, back massages, and hand rubs. Then we decided to go on a walk just to get me moving, since I was hurting from the contractions (which were still 2 minutes apart). After we got back, everyone else got there and we decided to go out to Texas Roadhouse! At dinner is when the contractions started to get more intense. After dinner we all then went for a walk on the track and my contractions got down to 1 - 2 minutes apart and so much more intense. Jaren calls the doctor, who says this could be it and to come in, so we all pile in cars and drive up to Fort Collins. We get up to Labor and Delivery and the mean nurse is there again. She seems very perturbed that I have so many people with me, but of course they do not have any restrictions on how many people are there with you. She then checks me and is even more rough with me than the night before and hurts me SO much worse. She then says I'm -3 Station, 60% effaced, and 1 1/2 cm dilated. I'm put on the monitors and baby was not cooperating very well, but it finally started picking things up. My contractions were peaking at around 85 - 90% and several times near the end they went past 100%.
My blood pressure was up again, and when I asked her what it was, she would not tell me - all she said was "high" and walked away. After a while things weren't going so well and I was getting frustrated. Jill then asks me if she could ask some questions and I said yes, because I never think of good things to ask! The nurse comes over and Jill begins asking some things and the nurse just looks at her and asks why we want to know and would not give us straight answers on anything, like blood pressure, station, dilation - SIMPLE THINGS. It was very frustrating. So then when it's time to check me again she says she's going to have someone else check me also and do an ultrasound (again - forgot to mention she did one Friday night too) just to make sure the baby's head is down. So she goes and gets the ultrasound and sure enough, baby is still head down. Then we ask about someone else checking me and she all the sudden doesn't seem to want to, so I insisted and she seemed upset. The Charge nurse is then brought in and checks me - I DIDN'T FEEL A THING! She did not hurt me, she was gentle and kind. So that was one good thing. She then says that I am the same. It was frustrating, but hey I got a second opinion, which is what I was wanting. So then, I am told once again that the contractions are regular enough 1 - 2 minutes apart, but they need to be more intense. And then I am sent home again.
Sunday - Tuesday morning:
Contractions every 1 - 3 minutes apart all day and night.
Tuesday Doctor Appointment:
Jaren and I decided that since it was such a nice morning that we would walk to my appointment. Our OB is only a few minutes away anyway. Plus, wanting to see if it would have a good effect on the blood pressure. We get there and my blood pressure is still high, in the same range as the last few weeks. So they do another Non-Stress Test and nothing. Can't get the baby's heartbeat or movement or any contractions. (turns out my contractions have pretty much stopped since this morning). So we sit there and things aren't looking too good, and I also did tell them that I have not felt the baby much since contractions started on Friday and movement has been decreasing every day, which I was told was part of labor. So the doctor comes in and is not liking how the test is going because the baby is not responding, so he shocks my tummy and scares the crap out of both of us and the baby starts moving and they get readings. So then he does the internal (didn't hurt by the way lol) He said Baby was "Really high up", 50% effaced, and I was not dilated at all. WHAT THE HECK. HOW????!?!?!? I honestly did not think that dilation could change. I knew effacement could, but not dilation. So then he tells me that we need to do blood work again and a 24 hour urine test, since I've had traces of protein in my urine. AHHHH!!
My next appointment is on Friday and I guess we will see what we do from there. Any thoughts and prayers are very much appreciated.
So today I've been very emotional and confused and depressed and feeling like a failure. I am missing my mom terribly and wish she were here for me to talk to. So that was our weekend and now we're just waiting to see what happens.
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