because of that story i assume popping a kid out for women is like gambling on a fart for men. sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
because of that story i assume popping a kid out for women is like gambling on a fart for men. sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
oh lawd ,rofl
My husband barely made it to this one. He had taken me to the hospital, but they don't allow children in the labor room. He was stuck waiting in the lobby with our daughter until his cousin showed up. Midwife estimated that I was gonna be ready to push between 2-3 AM. So husband left with cousin to grab the pack n' play and bring it and her to the cousin's house to sleep.
At like 10:25 I felt the baby coming and was like, "fuck!" Nurses came in and tried to hold him in while waiting on midwife. Called husband, he was driving back and I was like "YOU GOTTA GET HERE NOW."
He showed up just as the baby slid out into midwife's hands. ><;
Yeah there is seriously nothing like being told "DON'T PUSH" when your body is just like IT'S HAPPENING IT'S HAPPENING. My ex husband was two days late arriving for my second son. My first son was 10 days early so I warned my ex that the second one probably would be, too, but he insisted that my due date was an absolute and booked the trip up (we were already separated when my second was born) in order to spend as little time as possible, and ended up fucking missing it.
I told him. I'm pretty sure I rubbed that in his face.
Congrats Ksandra!! You must be so excitedmust feel great to get best of both worlds, a boy and a girl!
the reason he bought a new car didnt have to do with money saved, it was because there was..."fluid" everywhere in that car and there is no recovering from the horror
Not quite.
But when the contractions start to get closer together eventually your body will be ready to push, damn what the doctors/midwives have to say. With my first son they were taking me into another room to deliver and they're yelling at me to stop pushing and I'm sitting there like - "I'm not!" The body just knows and pretty much pushes for you. It's a very weird sensation, not being able to stop something like that. People say stuff like "hold it in" but you can't. You literally can't.
Congrats! I love the name. I just had my first (a baby girl) in December. We named her Audrey.
Edit: Also, fuck labor pains.
Edit again since everybody is talking about the pushing part. My doctor had gone home for dinner, unbeknownst to my L&D nurse, and so I had to hold her in for 15 minutes while my doctor returned to the hospital to deliver. I had been in labor for 26 hours. :D
Congrats Baby maker Ksandra!
Congrats! My niece's name is Audrey! Good choice. :D
Ouch. For my first I was in labor for only twelve. Was nice because my water broke before contractions so was able to get an epidural rather fast.I had been in labor for 26 hours. :D
This one, I started contractions in the morning and of course they say, "don't come in until they are ten minutes apart." Weird thing was they were getting further and further apart. Started at 18 minutes, by 6 they were an hour. But sooooooo fucking painful with each one so I finally called them again, sounds like they were empty so told me to come in. Sure enough I was 4 cm. I guess I was having insanely minor contractions inbetween that I wasn't feeling which is what was setting the timing off.
Needless to say, I demanded the epidural asap.
On the other side of things, my father was buried yesterday. Couldn't get to use skype, but again, it is what it is. I do have something rather strange and comforting in regards to the past week.
Pre-warning: I do not, under any shape or form, want to start some religious debate shit in this thread. I am well aware that 99% of BG are atheists and I am not trying to convince anyone of anything, especially in regards to my father. Just accept that this event gave me a lot of comfort in my grieving. If I ever mention it outside of this thread, feel free to come at me. Just keep it out of here.
Ok with that said, some back story info:
My parents are the typical fail-at-technology kind of people. You know the kind, the ones where you have to show them how to turn the computer on 50 times before they get it. To really stress this: today my mom called and asked for help. She was trying to watch a DVD in the DVD player downstairs. She insisted the remote for it didn't have a play button. As is, when I asked if it had a triangle on it, she was like "What triangle?" "You know, the play symbol." "I don't know what that is." I insisted it probably wasn't the DVD remote, but she was so sure it was.
So, I got her on skype to show me the remote and sure enough, it was a samsung remote (the TV) where their DVD player is a toshiba. You can imagine what it took to get her to see where the play button was ON the player.
Anyways, my father was the same way. You can imagine what their cellphone usage is like. They both used flip phones still, no data or anything like that. Half the time my mom can't remember how to access her voicemail. My dad would carry around a piece of paper that listed everyone's phone numbers because he couldn't a. figure out how to put them in the phone, and b. couldn't remember then how to access it.
They have zero ideas on how to use text messaging.
So you can imagine my reaction when I received a text message from my father's cellphone on Saturday 2/15 (he passed away on Thursday 2/13). When I saw the notification pop up I thought, "Mom must have gave his number up." Or something.
But when I looked, it was a picture of their cat and dog cuddled together peacefully.
Called my mom right away asking if she had his phone. She said she did it was right next to her, I asked if she sent the pic. She's like "What picture?" I showed it to her via facebook, she didn't know where it came from. She couldn't even figure out how to get to the messages or photos on his phone to find it.
My mom is a lot younger than my dad and is in perfect mental health. I can't imagine on what planet she could get to his pictures and send it to me without knowing she did it and without ever seeing the pic.
So ya, while it's still creepy as shit to think about, it's also comforting. It's nice to have that kind of feeling your father is still watching you.
not saying your dad did this, but your story reminded me of it: isn't there a website that lets you set up emails that send if you don't check in after a set period of time? i vaguely remember reading about it.
Sorry to hear about your dad but congrats on the baby. Super cute kid awwwwwwwwww
We need to start a thread about motherhood/parenthood/labor stories etc. Mine is a doozie. I can't wait until Audrey is a little older (2ish) so I can videotape her crying about ridiculous stuff.
haha. We video tape constantly, but we have a drop box shared with all our parents so they can see them (especially for mine since mom my is on the other side of the country).
I am selective on what I put on like Facebook though.
And ya motherhood thread would be nice.
I am already starting the same nightmare over again I had with my daughter in regards to breastfeeding. I wish there wasn't so much pressure to be able to do it fulltime. >.<;
I loved breastfeeding.![]()
I'd be down for a motherhood thread, even though there's a handful of us at most.
It's not that. For both children it seems I cannot produce enough. And so now have to go through all these hoops to try and up my supply, and I have no hope for that this time around since none of this shit worked with my daughter.
[edit] it's really frustrating to be basically told your kid NEEDS this, and then knowing you can''t provide it.
Ahh, that sucks.I never had that issue, my biggest problem was when I went back to school and I had to pump between classes. I decided to skip it once and I ended up having to buy a school sweatshirt because I leaked everywhere, it was really awful. Most of the college kids were young and didn't quite understand what was happening so I had to spend time explaining it (which was worse), and that sweatshirt was like 40 bucks.
Don't let the pressure stress you out. Your kid doesn't NEED breast milk to be the sole source of nutrition. With all 5 of our kids, my wife did not produce enough to give them what they needed. We supplemented with formula as needed until around 6-7 months, then supplemented with pureed foods mixed with baby rice. All of our kids were done breastfeeding before 8 months old.