Oh boy, where to start. I feel like I need to recap everything we went through to get where we are today. This might take a while...I last posted in January of 2012, it is now May of 2013!
The most exciting thing to announce is that we have a precious little baby boy, Joseph! It took us a while to get here, but we finally made it!
We successful conceived on February 27, 2012. We found this out on March 8. We decided to have 2 embryo placed and everything went as planned until our ultrasound on March 29. This showed that one of the baby's heart rate was very slow for how far along we were. We had to go back in two weeks later to see how things were progressing. I left this appointment more scared than I have ever been. We also got other devastating news this day... one of our friends', Ryanna, husband died tragically in a skiing accident. She was currently pregnant with their second child. I couldn't believe it. The next 2 and a half weeks was honestly the longest out of this entire process. I couldn't help but stress and worry that we might lose one of our babies, but didn't want to ignore the fact that we were pregnant! We knew we had at least one baby growing as he should, and I knew I should be happy about this, but it was hard to be happy when "baby b" was struggling to survive. We found out on april 17 that "baby b" was not longer thriving. There was a sac present, but no visible heart beat. I have never felt such a loss before in my life. I tried my hardest to focus on the fact, again, that "baby a" was doing perfectly wonderful. He was measuring the size he was supposed to be... actually bigger by a few days, with a strong heart beat.
During this time, we had multiple doctor visits and Bill had an MRI which showed he had a pituitary tumor. More news to accept and figure out how to deal with it... we went to see a neurosurgeon, yes, you read that right, a neurosurgeon. Mind you, I was 36 weeks pregnant at this point. The endocrinologist we had been seeing thought Bill's MRI was changing, so she wanted a second opinion. This visit started with the doctor discussing different surgery options. I could feel myself start to sweat and shake. I couldn't imagine, or didn't want to imagine, Bill going in for brain surgery while I was so close to delivering... or at all for that matter. So he goes through all of these options, shows us pictures, etc, only to say that he didn't think Bill needed surgery! Then why in the hell did you go through all of that???? So, we left there a little more relieved, but Bill does have a tumor.
The story of my pregnancy... oh boy, what a ride! Our little guy definitely gave me a run for my money. I vomited until I was 36-37 weeks. I'm not talking just a little bit of vomiting either. I'm talking 10 times a day vomiting. Heart burn came next (or should I say in conjunction). I didn't pass my first glucose tolerance test, the test for gestational diabetes... by like 5 points! Because of this, I had to go in for the 3 hour study.. can you say NASTY! This is where you have to drink the nastiest, grosest drink ever, and then sit there for 3 hours and have you sugar checked at different intervals. Let me remind you.. I was still vomiting like crazy at this time. It took every ounce of will power I have to not throw up this mess, but if I did, I would have to come back and start it over... HELL NO!!! I passed, thank god! I started having tons of back pain the further along I got. I discussed this with Dr Conger at about 36 weeks. I didn't really want to stop working, but thought we might be getting to that point. I made it until I was 38 weeks, but started having some signs of preeclampsia. My blood pressure was trending up, I was spilling protein in my urine, and then one day, while at work, started having headaches and blurry vision... I didn't go back to work!
We found out on June 27 that we were having a boy. I left the decision to find out up to Bill. We went back and forth for a while. I didn't want to find out, he did. On the day of the ultrasound, he said "yes" when asked if we wanted to know. I was shocked, but fine with his decision. We both got tearful when she showed us what made him a boy! This would be the first Schoenheit grandson. No, he is not the first of his generation, but the first Schoenheit. All of his cousins have different last names, or are girls, so will not pass on the name. We invited all of Bill's family out to dinner to announce our news. And of course, the first person I called was my mother.
We went to a few birth classes because I really didn't want to use an epidural for delivery. We were supposed to go to 4 classes. However, these classes were from 7pm to 930pm, and my bed time was closer to 8 than 10 by this point. We made it to 3 of them, the last one was about c sections so luckily I didn't have to have one! I went to a breastfeeding class and loved this one! I learned a ton about ways to make this part work.
We delivered a healthy, happy 8 pound, 9 ounce precious little boy on November 12, 2012 at 718 in the morning! My water broke at home the morning before, so I was officially in labor for 24 hours. I pushed for 45 minutes, so not bad for my first baby. I did end up getting an epidural, but I am not sure it actually kicked in before it all started. I, unknowingly, was already 10 cm when we decided to get it. I felt everything... including the sutures!
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