Hey everyone! The end of pregnancy was an incredibly busy time for me and I was more and more exhausted each day leading up to birth, so I got behind on updates! I’ll start with the end of pregnancy, then go into Apollo’s Birth Day, and finish off with how the first few weeks of newborn life have been.
The final weeks of pregnancy… I ended up taking the last 4 weeks off work because I started to get pretty exhausted and uncomfortable. I was also studying for my real estate licensure exam (with heavy pregnancy brain 😂) and wanted to focus my energy on that and staying as healthy as possible. The last 4-6 weeks I would workout 3 days a week in the gym and walk a mile or hike on the other 4 days, and just be sure to get in healthy foods as much as possible. Some symptoms that got worse towards the end was acid reflux/heartburn after every meal and even drinking water, serious exhaustion (I have more energy with a newborn that never lets me get more than 3 hours of sleep.. than I did in the third trimester 😅) , and insane swelling in my hands, feet, face, and legs that didn’t happen until the last 3 weeks. That swelling caused new stretch marks on the front of my thighs and on my toosh, that I didn’t notice until after birth because I couldn’t see those spots well with the belly! Bathroom breaks increased, I had more cramping start to occur than normal, and heavier mood swings.
The day my water broke.. thankfully the day my water broke worked out perfectly. My mom had moved here almost exactly one week prior, so luckily I had her support when we needed someone to watch Penny for us to get to the hospital. The two days before we had hiked a combination of 6 miles and 80 floors! I didn’t really realize how close I was as my due date was 3 weeks later than the day I gave birth, so I was doing some heavy exercise! I’ve heard walking can induce labor, as well as cold front temperatures, and it so happened to start to snow the morning when my water broke. I woke up about 30 seconds before my water broke by no specific reason, and I wasn’t entirely sure if that’s what it was. Within 5 minutes, I started to feel contractions. We waited two hours until they were closer together, and then packed up and headed to the hospital. Once at the hospital they confirmed I lost amniotic fluid, and shortly after I noticed the loss of my mucus plug and some light bleeding, with slightly worsening contractions. We waited about 6 hours of contractions before we decided to go with a dose of Pitocin (induces labor and helps you dilate further) because I wasn’t making much change. I had only been 1cm dilated when I came in and didn’t have much change over the course of 6 hours. Along with the Pitocin I requested an epidural, and I’m SO glad I did for several reasons. Firstly, the anesthesiologist couldn’t come in at the exact time I got Pitocin and wow did those contractions kick in fast and hard. I was in extreme pain and it still took another 7 hours to dilate to 7cm, so I’m glad I took the epidural when I did, about 45 minutes after the Pitocin. I didn’t think the epidural was all that painful, I was distracted by contractions and didn’t mind too much. Once that kicked in I could hardly feel contractions and was much more relaxed. They said to sleep, which I highly recommend looking back, but I couldn’t do it myself, I was too excited. As we got to the 7cm dilation around 6-7pm, Apollo’s heart rate began decelerating, he wasn’t getting enough oxygen, and I had the choice to wait it out a little longer or have a c-section. They brought me to the operating room in quite a rush just in case, and it was honestly a little intense because I couldn’t move other than my arms and couldn’t feel a lot, plus I was worried for Apollo and myself at this point. I started crying a lot, mostly out of nerves and knowing that this big moment was finally about to happen. We made it to the operating room and she gave me both options, but my intuition was telling me to go for the C-Section. They brought Aaron in and we discussed the options and then started the surgery. It turned out at the end that because of his umbilical cord length, we likely would have needed to do an emergency C-section whether or not I had the choice anyways, so I’m glad I went with my gut feelings. The only thing I didn’t like about getting a C section was that I was really corded up to machines and IVs and couldn’t move well or hold Apollo much at all right away, but Aaron held him on my chest and it was a beautiful bonding experience as a family. 🙂 I felt no pain during the surgery, but I could feel tugging on my skin and some pressure, although that wasn’t a bother at all. Aaron got to see him as soon as they pulled him out of my uterus and also got to cut the cord! Shortly after they brought us into a post-surgery room and taught me how to breastfeed right away. I still couldn’t hold him well, so Aaron came through like the amazing dad and husband he is, and helped me hand express and hold Apollo/get him to latch properly and feed him. It was altogether a really cool experience to share with Aaron and I’m grateful he was such a big part of it, I couldn’t have done that without him!
The hospital stay.. first off, I had absolutely amazing care the entire time. The nurses and doctors were fantastic, helpful, informative, respectful, funny, and caring. They gave me everything I needed and more. The hospital itself was very nice and spacious and I enjoyed being there for all of that. That being said, I have never stayed in a hospital for that long (48 hours), and we had someone in our room every single hour out of the day for like two days straight. I couldn’t wait to get home and get some sleep. I’m not exaggerating that. Several people came in, to check my vitals or Apollo’s, to give us meds, to do newborn screen tests, to bring paperwork, to explain breastfeeding, to tell us information about discharge, etc. knowing this for the next time, I will likely request they don’t have paperwork come in for the first day and give us some time to sleep when the baby does. Apollo also cluster fed for the first two nights at the hospital so I was breastfeeding like every hour for the entire night, and he’d take a chunk of sleep from 6-9am. This continued at home for about 3-5 days after he was born and my milk fully came in. After about 24 hours after Apollo’s birth I got out of bed for the first time, had the catheter removed, and got to shower. I could not stand up straight or move around without help for about 1 day, and it took me at least 1 week for full walking around recovery and getting up from seated or lying positions without assistance from someone. 2 weeks postpartum I finally was able to walk about 1-2 miles. Basically they pulled my abdominal muscles apart during surgery and there’s an incision that needed to heal, so I needed a lot of help. I also needed help breastfeeding for the first few days because I couldn’t just simply get up and grab Apollo, someone had to hand him to me in the proper positioning. Aaron was a saint and did that a lot as well as all the diaper changes until I could walk around and stand up straight again.
The first days at home.. what a relief it was to get home! I will say the first 5-7 days at home we’re still very challenging specifically for me. I will touch on that first then Apollo. Not only did I need assistance moving around, I needed help showering and using the bathroom, it hurt/burned to use the bathroom because of the catheters and my abs healing. Breastfeeding was a bit of a nightmare at first too. My nipples were chapped and sore, but this got better after about 5 days total, and I had serious engorgement. Engorgement happens to everyone, but it is more severe if you’ve had a breast augmentation (I will talk about this more in a sec / scroll to the bottom). My boobs felt tender, hard as rocks, and bruised for about 3 days straight. I started pumping after every feed because I needed to get things moving out of my breasts. I also needed to massage and heat pad my breasts before and during feedings to help the milk release. I had a hand massager for labor and it worked really well for massaging the engorgement out (used instead of a vibrating toothbrush like some recommend!). I also would put ice packs on my breasts after each feed & pump to signal less production. After a few days they started to get to normal, but that was rough in the beginning. My incision needed no postnatal care, but I wore a tight stomach wrap and ice packs 24-7 for about two weeks postpartum to help with that pain. One thing I didn’t realize would happen to my body after birth is the contractions of the uterus for about 4 days postpartum. Everytime I would breastfeed, my body released oxytocin to help contract the uterus back to normal. These contractions were nearly as painful as the ones I had during labor and lasted the entire feed plus a few minutes after. Ouch. Also, if you have a C section you’re likely to have more gas (not sure why), so in the hospital I was having surgery recovery pain, gas, bladder pains and contractions all at once. It was definitely some of the most pain I’ve ever experienced haha. I didn’t take any narcotics during my hospital stay because they make me sick and I was worried I’d puke and hurt my stomach/abs/incision site even more. When I left to go home I was prescribed some so I ended up taking 1/2 doses of it because it helped a ton with the contraction pain. I was still very bloated and swollen for about 1 week postpartum. I lost a lot of water weight fast after Apollo was born and now I’m hanging out about 15 lbs above my normal bodyweight, which seems like a reasonable amount of bodyfat gain for a healthy pregnancy. Two more weeks and I can start lifting again so it should fly off quickly. As far as the first days with Apollo, they were great, he is an amazing little baby. Cluster feeds were hard on mama because I was so exhausted, but he did sleep relatively long stretches and it was easy to predict his needs. As he’s grown there’s been more crying for unknown causes and less certainty with what he needs. I was definitely so scared everytime I’d try to sleep when he slept because newborns make all sorts of noises and you can’t always tell if they’re breathing! But after about 1 week I really got comfortable with nights and sleeping while he does. I don’t always sleep while he sleeps, like that well known advice says, but sometimes the laundry or work or whatever else it is can wait. Some wonderful friends and family we have also helped out in the first few days by helping us care for our dog, watching the baby while we showered or ate, brought us premade foods and snacks (this meant so much! I couldn’t get up easily so cooking was out the window for me for a while. It’s still a challenge sometimes now!), letting us sleep while they held the baby, or changed a few diapers so we could rest. These were all lifesavers.
Where we are now.. It has officially been 4 weeks since I gave birth to Apollo and we have settled in. He really doesn’t have much of a sleep schedule or eating schedule yet because he’s still so young, but mostly he wakes up, we change his diaper, he eats, burps, and goes back to sleep. We started tummy time right away and he’s really strong already! He can push off of our hands and crawl up our bodies or across the floor. He lifts his head well and the neck strength has improved a ton already (for those of you who don’t know babies kind of have bobble heads when they are born!), and today he learned to roll from his stomach to his back all by himself! My milk has come in well and breastfeeding is going better than I expected it to. He seems lately to have either developed a colic or reflux though, and he’s started crying a lot more than he used to. It’s definitely a learning curve for us! We also learned that sink baths are the best for him or showering with one of us. I get some sleep when he sleeps and about once or twice a week I’ll have someone watch him so I can get 3-4 hours in a row. Since he was born I’ve had one 5.5 hour stretch, and otherwise the most I get is about 2 with him close by. I also can’t really sleep more than 4-5 hours without needing to pump or feed because milk leaks out lol, but this will pass soon and I’ll be sleeping again one day 🙂 4 weeks postpartum and my stomach feels WAY better, just like a serious bruise. Sometimes there’s shooting pains from the nerves recovering, but it’s rare and few/far between. I’m ready to workout again so I’m looking forward to my appointment in two weeks to get cleared to lift! Right now I can only lift things as heavy as Apollo.
Breast augmentation & Breastfeeding: When I announced my pregnancy I had a lot of women ask me to share my experience with breastfeeding when I get there. The main concerns with getting a boob job before kids are 2 things: engorgement as explained above and what they will look like after having kids. For engorgement, it was uncomfortable, but I got through it. The nurses also told me that BAs under the muscle make it easier and are less likely to mess with your milk ducts, and I did mine under the muscle. So if you decide to get a BA, but plan to have kids later, go under the muscle. I am very happy I got mine done before kids, BUT I will be getting them redone in a few years and I think for some people it might be worth doing what I did. Others I’d recommend waiting. Here’s why! I had always struggled with hating my natural boobs because they were small and I didn’t like the way my proportions were. That being said, pregnancy made them even bigger than my augmentation, but of course my belly still grew farther out than my breasts and I think I would’ve hated them 10x more while pregnant if they were still my natural size. I ended up liking them bigger from pregnancy better, and when I redo them, I’ll go with the size they grew into. After pregnancy and engorgement, they dropped and lost a lot of their size and fullness. They dropped lower than they were before, they are slightly less perky and perfect looking, and breastfeeding changes the size and shape of your nipples (which I should clarify would happen even if you chose not to breastfeed. Pregnancy does this, not feeding). I am still BFing so I don’t know what they’ll look like when I stop, but I’m guessing they’ll sag and drop even more. They still look pretty fantastic for all of that though, so that’s part of why I’m so happy I got them done before having kids. I still love them and feel confident and beautiful with them! They just look more natural, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. So, if you don’t hate your boobs as much as I did, you could probably wait until after kids and save yourself some money too. But if you do hate them as much as I did, have the money for it, and plan on getting surgery a few years before you plan to have kids, I think you’d actually be happy you did. The only real downfall I experienced was insanely bad stretch marks. I didn’t get any from surgery, but I have SO many from pregnancy, all over my chest. But I got over it fast and they fade away so oh well! This decision is largely to each their own, but I figured I’d share my experience and feelings about it!
Hormones and Emotions: if you read one of my older pregnancy blogs, I touched on mental health during motherhood. This is something I want to talk about now because it’s important and doesn’t get enough attention. I had a high risk for postpartum depression because I have history of mental health disorders. During pregnancy, I had prenatal depression for several weeks, initially unnoticed until I found out I was pregnant. I cried a lot of the time, I spent a lot of time in moods like anger and sadness, and needed mental support from friends and family. Things got a lot better as the pregnancy progressed though, but I was increasingly afraid of what would happen after birth, when your hormones shift fast and hard. I had a few rough moments where I’ve cried postpartum, but it wasn’t depression or baby blues. It was, I’m fricken exhausted and hungry and haven’t slept in 72 hours, and I need deodorant and a toothbrush and how can he STILL be hungry after 5 hours of feeding? Hahaha. I can excitedly and proudly say that two weeks postpartum I scored all zeroes on the depression exam (for the first time ever) at the doctors office. Although raising a child is hard, I’ve never felt so happy and fulfilled in my life in general. My doctor did explain to me that having support was very helpful after I told her my mom was moving to be closer, and she said that she sees much less PPD in women who are living in close proximity to their mothers (or mother figures) who are there to help them through it. I cannot thank her enough for being close. I also think my incredibly supportive and loving husband made a huge difference in that too. He makes me feel loved and beautiful and important even when I don’t feel that way, and I think he’s always been a rock for me. Also, baby snuggles and beautiful eyes and baby scents and watching your partner become a parent to your child is an absolutely beautiful experience. I fall more in love with both of them everyday. Motherhood was something I never thought I’d join, and who would’ve known it’s exactly what I needed. This is the best and most beautiful chapter of my life. I’ve never known love like this before and wish that everyone who wants to experience children gets the chance, in one way or another. ♥️