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Motherhood Likely http://motherhoodlikely.com A mommy blog. Fri, 23 Mar 2018 21:53:47 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=4.9.5 https://i0.wp.com/motherhoodlikely.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/cropped-cropped-flower3.png?fit=32%2C32 Motherhood Likely http://motherhoodlikely.com 32 32 138147310 Dedicated To You On Your First Birthday http://motherhoodlikely.com/dedicated-to-you-on-your-first-birthday http://motherhoodlikely.com/dedicated-to-you-on-your-first-birthday#comments Fri, 23 Mar 2018 21:53:47 +0000 http://motherhoodlikely.com/?p=1097 His first birthday is upon us, I can not help but to feel overwhelmed with emotions. My baby is growing and it is happening faster than I ever imagined. It feels like just yesterday I held him in my arms for the first time, waiting patiently to hear his first cry. That quickly stumbled into...

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His first birthday is upon us, I can not help but to feel overwhelmed with emotions. My baby is growing and it is happening faster than I ever imagined. It feels like just yesterday I held him in my arms for the first time, waiting patiently to hear his first cry. That quickly stumbled into his many firsts…

The first time he held my hand and melted my heart. The first time he latched on and thankfully hasn’t weaned off yet. I don’t think I am ready for that as I love the bond we have created through breastfeeding. As much as I miss uninterrupted sleep. The sacrifice seems so little knowing that one day soon enough he won’t need to nurse in the night or want to cuddle to sleep. His first smile lit up the room and makes the sunshine look a little dimmer in comparison. That smile is contagious and spreads like wild fire. His first bath, was full of wonder and pure joy. Never has he cried to bathe only when it was time to get out. I instantly knew he had a love for water just like his momma. His first tooth popped out and quickly after that seven more followed. Those little sharp shark teeth have bitten me more times than I can count but I know those teeth symbolize just how quickly he will grow. “Mama” was his first word. His first steps quickly turned into runs. The first time he held his arms out for me. Each day he continues to have many firsts as this world is new and full of wonder. I feel so blessed to be able to be his mother. To teach him, to guide him and to shower him with my love for as long as I live.

My precious baby boy,

Words will never fully express what you mean to me or even come close to describing how much I love you. You are my first. And as you experience many of your firsts and continue to grow, so will I. You have taught me what pure unconditional and selfless love feels like. You have taught me how to be a mother. You are my heart and now that you are out of me and into the world, exploring and growing, my heart will forever be living on my sleeve. That is not something that is easy getting used to so forgive me for trying to hold you close and protecting you. The anxiety is real. I try my best and I will keep trying to let you explore and be the little adventurer you are. Never holding you back but always supporting your every dream. Continue dreaming little one. God chose you for me and in every way you are perfect.

You do these little things that I can’t help but turn to mush each time. The way you climb over me while asleep because laying next to me in my arms isn’t close enough. The way you get so excited to hug me and turn into a little hyper cuddle monster. The cheeky eyes you like to show off. The raspberry kisses. The tugging on my pants. The way you mimic my every move and follow my every step. The way your eyes light up when I walk into the room. I hope to always be your first love.

It is still hard to grasp that I was once your home. But my little baby, I will always be your home. I will always be here for you when you need me. I’ll always be a shoulder for you to cry on. A warm meal you can count on. A band aid for your booboo’s and your broken hearts. Your father and I have conversations about our fears for your future. We want you to experience the world around you to the fullest yet shelter you from all the pain and heartache this life can sometimes bring. And although we know thats not possible, we can’t help but keep trying our best. We have a hard time thinking of the right things to do. Whether to let you go to school or not. All in fear of someone hurting you, making you feel like less or insecure.This world is a beautiful place. Don’t forget that. Don’t lose hope in humanity as we are trying our best and be kind to all living things. We all have a beating heart and feelings whether we appear different or not. I already see your love for animals and that makes me so proud as that shows your empathetic heart. May you always continue to be your wild and sweet self. You deserve all the love and kindness of this world and no one should take that from you. You are so special, so loved, so smart, kind, energetic, handsome, giving, happy and bright. Don’t let anyone ever dim your light because you shine brighter than the universe. You are my universe. My love for you grows each day at a faster rate than you do. I never knew a love like this until you. I love you my little Bupbup, with every beat of my heart. “You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.”

You are the sweetest part of my days.

Happy Birthday my little lovebug! May we be blessed to have many many more to come!

XOXO,

Mommy

       

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Family Fun in Miami http://motherhoodlikely.com/family-fun-in-miami http://motherhoodlikely.com/family-fun-in-miami#comments Sun, 04 Mar 2018 15:43:34 +0000 http://motherhoodlikely.com/?p=1089 My baby is getting bigger by the minute and his energy is growing with him. He wants to see the world, touch everything and explore. With that said, I have been thinking of places to take him and things to do with him. That is when my aunt (who has four little ones) gave me...

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My baby is getting bigger by the minute and his energy is growing with him. He wants to see the world, touch everything and explore. With that said, I have been thinking of places to take him and things to do with him. That is when my aunt (who has four little ones) gave me tons of suggestions. I was so out of the loop and asked her how she knew all of this, her response… “TIME. I learned with time and much research”. So for those parents out there who want to take your kids out and don’t want to wait for time to teach you, here it is… a list of places to go and things to do in Miami, Florida. For those who are not in Miami, Florida, I hope these lists give you ideas of places to search for on your quest for fun!

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Outdoor Fun

I have learned that sometimes family fun with a small baby is just a nice place that is not too overcrowded. Where families can enjoy a great scene and a nice walk. I personally love to be outdoors. Farmers Markets, Gardens, and parks are a favorite of mine. It’s never a bad idea to let your kids play out in the grass and dirt; just a messy one. Mother Nature is our greatest teacher and our kids can learn tons from her with a little fun and freedom.

Museums and Parks are a great place for children to have fun, explore and learn. Luckily, the Miami-Dade Public Library offers FREE passes to a family of up to four. These passes allow you enter any of about thirteen different locations! Anyone with a Miami-Dade Public Library card can check out the passes on a first come first serve basis. Here is a list…

For those who live outside of Miami, Florida, I suggest checking your local library to see what benefits they offer. There are so many resources around us for us to take advantage of, we just need to check them out! (no pun intended *wink)

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Fresh Banana Bread http://motherhoodlikely.com/fresh-banana-bread http://motherhoodlikely.com/fresh-banana-bread#comments Wed, 17 Jan 2018 16:25:44 +0000 http://motherhoodlikely.com/?p=1063 I typically buy bananas in bulk at costco or at our local grocery store because I make smoothies in the morning or grab one on the go. Everyone has there own food staples at home and bananas are definitely one for me. Because I buy so many bananas, I often try to figure out what...

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I typically buy bananas in bulk at costco or at our local grocery store because I make smoothies in the morning or grab one on the go. Everyone has there own food staples at home and bananas are definitely one for me. Because I buy so many bananas, I often try to figure out what to make with any overly ripe ones I did not get the chance to eat on time. I don’t like wasting and trashing any, so I can safely say I have mastered making banana bread. Everyone who tries my bread goes BANANAS for more!

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Feel free to add chocolate chips or walnuts! Makes it just that more delicious.

I absolutely love making banana bread because it is so simple and easy to make! It is great for breakfast, a grab and go snack or dessert time. Honestly, it’s good to eat anytime!

Let me know if you have any yummy banana recipes. And be sure to post a picture on instagram if you use this one and use the #motherhoodlikely. I would love to hear your feedback!

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Caring for a Baby with Cold & Fever http://motherhoodlikely.com/caring-for-a-baby-with-cold-fever http://motherhoodlikely.com/caring-for-a-baby-with-cold-fever#comments Thu, 14 Dec 2017 01:44:48 +0000 http://motherhoodlikely.com/?p=994 Having a sick baby is tough. ESPECIALLY as a first time mother. Everything is new, scary and unfamiliar. The first time my baby got sick and vomited, I freaked out and took him straight to the children’s hospital. As a parent, you feel helpless and not knowing what to do or what to expect is...

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Having a sick baby is tough. ESPECIALLY as a first time mother. Everything is new, scary and unfamiliar. The first time my baby got sick and vomited, I freaked out and took him straight to the children’s hospital. As a parent, you feel helpless and not knowing what to do or what to expect is nerve wrecking and stressful to say the least. Recently, he got sick for the second time. Our little boy spent the whole day and night before Thanksgiving with a fever. The fever did not break until the end of Thanksgiving day. Those were the longest 48 hours of my life. Besides the fever, he had congestion that sparked up at night. Congestion and babies are a bad mix especially when they don’t know how to breathe from their mouth yet. They freak out when they can’t breathe and hysterically cry which makes the congestion much worse! Through my experience I have found a few things that have helped me keep his cold at bay.

Food and Sleep!

I believe my breastmilk has helped my baby tremendously when it comes to having a strong immune system and fighting off illnesses but in general making sure your baby is well hydrated, fed and well rested is key to a fast recovery.

Sleeping Baby at 45 Degree Angle. 

I co-sleep, so I prop myself up at a 45 degree angle using extra pillows and sleep with baby beside me on my arm. This allows me to monitor him carefully throughout the night and assure that he is propped up and able to breathe easily. For parents who do not co-sleep, there are angled pillows to safely place under the baby’s mattress as well as other sleeping devices that are helpful.

Saline Drops / Nasal Aspirator

I swear by saline drops! They are heaven sent! Lay baby down and put a few drops into each nostril. The drops are better than the spray mist. Wait about 30 seconds and then use a bulb syringe or nasal aspirator to suction out any secretions. I recommend doing this a couple of times throughout the day especially before feedings.

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Baby Vicks Vapor Rub.

Spread a small amount of vapor rub on baby’s chest and back before bed and through out the day if needed. Some people rub some on the soles of baby’s feet and cover with socks but I found that when my baby has a fever I prefer to not put socks on him. Also, I place the rub on areas he can’t touch or get into his mouth. This helps him breathe better when he is congested.

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Record Temperature.

Rectal thermometers are best for infants! A rectal temperature less than 100.4 is considered normal. I take my child’s temperature about every ten minutes when he has fever (when it is higher than 100 degrees Fahrenheit) and with two different kinds of thermometers just to be safe… call me excessive haha! It is important to not let a baby’s fever spike too high as it can be extremely dangerous. Do not cover baby in warm clothes when a fever is present.

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Wet Towel

To cool him down, I wet a little towel with water (never alcohol) and quickly air it out so that it can get cold on its own and pass the wet towel around his body specifically his forehead, back of neck, under arms, back, groin, and behind his knees. This helps bring the fever down immediately. Repeat a few times especially if the fever rises again. Never let your baby’s fever rise too high as it is dangerous for baby’s to have a high fever.

Fever patches

These are great for reducing a fever and an alternative to medicine. Our bodies immune system creates fevers to recruit white blood cells in order to fight infection. It is important to keep the fever down but not diminish it completely.71jclbRTkOL._SL1000_

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**You should always consult with your pediatrician. I am NOT a doctor. Seek medical help if baby is having trouble breathing, refuses to eat, is not wetting any diapers or fever reaches above 101 degrees Fahrenheit.

 

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How To Get A Stroller Parking Permit http://motherhoodlikely.com/how-to-get-a-stroller-parking-permit http://motherhoodlikely.com/how-to-get-a-stroller-parking-permit#comments Thu, 16 Nov 2017 22:36:30 +0000 http://motherhoodlikely.com/?p=960 I have always wondered how women get their hands on a stroller parking permit or what I like to call “VIB-Very Important Baby” permit. As a mom I feel so vulnerable when I’m out and about with my little one and parking near a store entrance makes me feel safer. It is also much more...

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I have always wondered how women get their hands on a stroller parking permit or what I like to call “VIB-Very Important Baby” permit. As a mom I feel so vulnerable when I’m out and about with my little one and parking near a store entrance makes me feel safer. It is also much more convenient for rainy days, large cargo, or cranky babies. I thought you had to have special momma privileges or fill out a complicated application to receive a stroller parking permit but NOT AT ALL! Any parent with a baby can get one!

All you need is:
  • Photo ID
  • Baby’s Birth Certificate
  • $35 Dollars

I recently went with my best friend, who also has a baby, on a mommy stroll to our local justice center and we both got our “VIB” parking pass in about 15 minutes tops for the both of us. I was surprised at how quick we got them.

Here’s how:
  • Search online for the closest location near you. Usually sold at your local justice center or certain hospital gift shops. No appointment needed.
  • Parent or legal guardian must be present with photo ID, baby’s birth certificate and cash, check or money order. (Justice center only accept check or money order )

The permit expires a month before the child’s third birthday. Thirty-five dollars for “VIB” parking for three years?! I’ll take it! It is so simple and so worth it. I absolutely recommend it to every parent.

*Keep in mind this is for Miami-Dade County. Other counties or states have different rules and regulations.

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What I Did With My Placenta… http://motherhoodlikely.com/what-i-did-with-my-placenta http://motherhoodlikely.com/what-i-did-with-my-placenta#comments Fri, 27 Oct 2017 19:33:34 +0000 https://motherhoodlikely.wordpress.com/?p=863 One reason, I wanted a home birth was because I wanted my son to have delayed cord clamping. I’m a firm believer in delayed cord clamping because I think babies are naturally meant to get all of that blood and goodness in them at the time of birth. Some people cut quickly and pay lots...

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One reason, I wanted a home birth was because I wanted my son to have delayed cord clamping. I’m a firm believer in delayed cord clamping because I think babies are naturally meant to get all of that blood and goodness in them at the time of birth. Some people cut quickly and pay lots of money to save it in a blood bank for the future in case their child needs stem cells but why not let them have their stem cells now? … Any who, once it was time my husband cut the cord and my midwife wrapped it up and asked me what I wanted to do with my placenta. I chose to encapsulate it.

My midwife sent it off to get it done along with a special memorabilia piece. After a week or so I received my capsules along with my babies umbilical cord designed and dehydrated into a beautiful heart. Forget saving that little gross piece that falls off! This is the real deal! I was so happy I decided to get it done. It is kind of gross but so fascinating and beautiful.

Once she explained the benefits and instructions for taking the capsules I had a moment of doubt. I wasn’t sure I wanted all those hormones reintroduced into my body. So in all honesty, the capsules are still sitting in my cabinet seven months later in their pretty little bottle and in there they’ll stay. I’d be lying to you if I told you I drank more than 5 capsules. I payed $125 for the capsules and the dehydrated umbilical cord and although I didn’t drink it, it was worth it! Seeing the umbilical cord like that was SO AWESOME. I love it! What an awesome work of art and memory for my son.

I only knew about keepsakes people made with their placenta, I had no idea you can make something from the umbilical cord. This by far, has been the coolest idea I’ve seen! So here’s an idea to all the mommies-to-be …

 

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I Felt Broken … Postpartum http://motherhoodlikely.com/i-felt-broken http://motherhoodlikely.com/i-felt-broken#comments Mon, 23 Oct 2017 22:37:49 +0000 https://motherhoodlikely.wordpress.com/?p=840 Post partum is a sensitive subject mainly because every mother experiences it differently. I did not quite understand it until I experienced it for myself. I think of the “baby blues” as a time a mother grieves subconsciously the emptiness within. For almost a year you and baby are connected as one. When you give...

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Post partum is a sensitive subject mainly because every mother experiences it differently. I did not quite understand it until I experienced it for myself. I think of the “baby blues” as a time a mother grieves subconsciously the emptiness within. For almost a year you and baby are connected as one. When you give birth that part of you, that miracle that once was growing inside you is now no longer there and an emptiness is left. A part of you leaves and is now walking outside of you in the world. A sense of overwhelming protection and love comes rushing in. How can you protect this precious gift it’s whole life? It’s overwhelming. The hormones in your body are all out of whack and your every emotion and thought is intensified. Our bodies want to cry for everything and nothing all at the same time.

I felt broken. I felt broken for many reasons. For one, my crying button broke. I could not make it stop, if I was hungry I would cry. Two, I felt disabled and unable; dependent. Lastly, my post partum body. What I quickly realized was that all of my feelings had a root. There is a reason for why you feel the way you do. You just have to figure it out and try your best to solve and resolve it and make yourself feel better. The uncontrollable feelings of crying are intensified but they do not come from nowhere. Everyone has different reasons but those reasons are there. This feeling only last about a week or two for me thankfully. I remember feeling so helpless and unable to care for my baby and that bothered me. Mainly because I like to do things myself. I had to depend on those around me to help me care for myself and for him. The first few days I was experiencing heavy sleep deprivation. I literally did not sleep and it was getting to me. I remember a moment where because my husband was so exhausted he was a little less patient with me and I just remember feeling so sad because I couldn’t do anything about it. I had no choice but to depend on others and I felt as if I were a burden. I took every ones actions and words very serious and to the heart. But I would share the way I felt and I expressed my myself. That helped me and helped those around me understand the way I was feeling and they would quickly apologize or reassure me. And by “expressing myself” I mean breaking down (ugly cry face and all) and just crumble as I balled my eyes out uncontrollably. I cried many times for many reasons. Because I was in touch with myself and I was able to recognized what would get to me, I was able to fix it by telling others as well as myself.

As I write this I get a emotional because I felt so broken. Internally and externally. I had hemorrhaged and suffered for three days with extreme fatigue and weakness (read my birth story), my breast were engorged, my nipples were cracked and bleeding, I had hemorrhoids, etc. The first month was rough. Then I looked at my post partum body and I just felt destroyed. I had hair on my neck (thankfully it fell off), my teeth moved, stretch marks galore, and I still looked pregnant. I had to learn to love myself again. I had to come to terms with my new body and accept it. But I couldn’t help feeling sad and broken. It wasn’t “pretty”. This is not the body my husband married. I thought about how this would affect my relationship. I felt insecure and my emotions were all a mess. Thankfully, my husband would reassure me and always make me feel better. As time goes on, I learn to love myself more and more. It is what it is and it is up to me to make myself feel better. This body of mine made a miracle. A life that I love more than my body. I would do it all over again for him. Six months in, I still have a puffy stomach and on some days I look about three months pregnant. My belly was so big and my abs stayed open; I have diastasis recti. It is still hard on me and I still have insecurities but it doesn’t bother me AS much. I realized if I went to the beach, and no one was around would I care? When I am alone and in my shower does it bother me? No, not at all. I actually enjoy rubbing my tummy because it’s so soft haha. So why let fear of others opinions ruin my happiness. I won’t. We are all human. Society has engrained in our minds unrealistic expectations of beauty and life. It’s our responsibility to recognize that and not succumb to it. Life is too beautiful of a blessing to not fully love and enjoy it. Our bodies are our temple and in temples miracles are made. And like that my son was born. He is my miracle and my greatest blessing.

For all the mommies and future mommies out there, I share my honest journey with you to tell you that you are not alone. This is real life and it’s beautiful. YOU are beautiful. You are strong. You are powerful. You are enough. You are a work of art. You are everything. You are a divine daughter of God made perfectly in his image and there is nobody else like you. You are so very loved.

Xoxo.

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My Home Birth Story. http://motherhoodlikely.com/my-home-birth-story http://motherhoodlikely.com/my-home-birth-story#comments Fri, 13 Oct 2017 22:24:20 +0000 https://motherhoodlikely.wordpress.com/?p=294 The moment after I would catch my baby was supposed to be filled with nothing but pure joy and happiness. Magic in the air. I wanted so much to be able to just bond and care for him. But child birth is unpredictable. I had a plan, a vision, but not everything goes according to plan all the time...

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I always envisioned my birth experience to be peaceful and perfect. I wanted a warm and serene labor; a place of solitude and power filled with motivational music, warm lighting, and mantras hung about my home(which I got for the most part). The moment after I would catch my baby was supposed to be filled with nothing but pure joy and happiness. Magic in the air. I wanted so much to be able to just bond and care for him. But child birth is unpredictable. I had a plan, a vision, but not everything goes according to plan all the time.

Early Labor

My due date came and went. We patiently waited for what felt like an eternity to meet our little boy. I was overdue and beginning to rack up late fees. At my 41 week appointment on March 22, 2017, I went for my weekly check-up at the Birth Center around 10:30 am. My midwife, husband and I decided to take some natural measures that would help me go into labor. I was hoping my baby would have decided to come on his own before then because I DID NOT want to do a membrane sweep. However, when the time came I decided to go for it and get the sweep. I preferred enduring minor pain and discomfort over going to the hospital at 42 weeks. Once my midwife performed the sweep, she gave me two labor tinctures (I don’t remember what was in them) and sent me home with some basic instructions… “Take turns drinking each tincture every 30 mins for 3 hours and use your breast pump”. On my way home I had some light cramping giving me the feeling that today would be the day! Roger and I thought it was so funny how instead of “rushing to the hospital”, we would just have to rush home because I was having a home water birth. When I got home around 12 pm, I did as she told me and boy those tinctures were absolutely disgusting and bitter! I can still remember the taste as if it were yesterday. By 1:30 pm, I knew I was in labor. All I kept thinking was, “are we ready? Is my house clean enough?!”. A part of me had a home birth because I am a bit of a germaphobe. At 2:30 pm my contractions were moderate but it was not time to call my midwife because my contractions were only 5-7 minutes apart lasting 30-45 seconds. I was waiting on the 5-1-1 rule. The 5-1-1 rule is when contractions come every 5 minutes, lasting a full minute for at least an hour. Roger and I were a bit anxious for my midwife to come because we were first timers and did not know how fast things can escalate. How would we know if it was too late or time to push? As time progressed, the contractions got stronger and closer together. Meanwhile, my husband and father in law prepared the birth pool and essentials as I sat on my yoga ball (the best for labor) and focused on myself and the music. By this time I was hardly aware of who was coming in and out of my house. All I cared about was for nobody to ask me any questions.

Active Labor

At 6 pm, it was time to call over my midwife. She arrived with her birth assistant/student and man was I happy to see her! Time becomes non-existent with pain. There is barely a timeline in my memories. Prior to these moments, I thought I would have control of my body and be able to create my own experience. As a side note; labor and pain is a beautiful thing. It makes us immerse ourselves completely within. I felt like I entered an abyss where time and space were immeasurable and unfathomable. I remember certain scenes, like flashbacks, of me swaying back and forth walking through my apartment leaning on my husband and humming the pain away as each wave came through. Everyone was exhausted and sleepy around me. I remember seeing everyone at one point either asleep or dosing off. The student left and my midwife’s birth assistant came. The pain sent shivers through my body but I remember just feeling so cold the whole time. Everyone was reminding me to eat and stay hydrated throughout but thats a bit difficult to do. At one point, I began to vomit and I felt so overwhelmed. At this point I am sure tears ran down my face. If not then I was for sure crying on the inside. I do not like vomiting and vomiting while having major contractions is overwhelming and not fun. Now I knew I was transitioning into active labor. To get even more personal, I had to use the potty several times… which I am thankful for because no one had to scoop poop in a tub since my contractions helped me clear out my bowels LOL.  I caught my sister messing with the blinds trying to hide the light from me so I would not be aware of how much time had passed. It was 8 am the following morning and I was in disbelief that so many hours had gone by already. My midwife examined me to see how much I had dilated… 19 hours later, I was at 7 cm. I was not very happy to know that after so many hours and pain, I was ONLY 7 cm. My midwife then suggested I get into certain positions to help dilate and bring my baby lower. I hated this part. I was already in so much pain and discomfort and being in these positions for a set amount of time were adding to it. The positions were: Sit and face the toilet, squat down legs shoulder width apart while holding onto someone or something, and sitting on the edge of my husbands knees facing him (worse one). However, they seemed to have worked because after I pleaded to stop trying positions she checked me once again and told me I could start pushing on the couch as she did some perineal massages. There’s an old saying, “An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure”. I am so grateful for my midwife because she did the massages and was so patient and let me push on my own cues. After a few minutes, I was ready to get into the birth pool.

When Push Comes to Shove

It was time to start pushing. I was surprised to learn that this stage of labor did not hurt as much, except for the extreme pressure and burning when the baby is crowning. The contractions become further apart, giving me longer breaks in-between each push to catch my breath and center myself for the next contraction. I felt like I couldn’t distinguish a contraction from the pressure and kept asking my midwife if I was having a contraction or whether she thinks I should push or not. I started to feel like my baby was crowning for too long so regardless of being sure I was having a contraction, I would push. I tried waiting for the next contraction but I couldn’t tell and waiting too long while he was crowning gave me tons of anxiety. My midwife was in awe with how much hair my baby had and when he crowned she was playing with his hair. I guess he didn’t like that because he started kicking me so hard inside. That is not pleasant! I quickly told her to stop. Now I am able to laugh at it but it was so weird at the moment feeling your baby kicking so much while he is crowned. Once his head was out she calmly unwrapped his umbilical cord from his neck. Yes, it is very common for babies to be wrapped. Most of the time it isn’t a problem unless the umbilical cord is too short and baby cannot descend. After some more pushing and time, her assistant drove her fist into my belly to help and shortly after that, baby was almost out. I reached down and caught my baby! It was such a magical moment. Everything was happening so fast yet so slow. It was hard for me to absorb it all in at first. That moment was indescribable and overwhelming. I did it! I couldn’t believe I did it. There were many times during my labor that I told myself and those around me “I can’t do it”.

My Baby Boy is Here!

When my precious baby boy finally came out into the world, his face and lips were extremely purple meanwhile the rest of his body was completely pale. I was so scared. He was not crying… They rubbed his feet and body and gave him air for about 10 minutes. His breathing sounded like wheezing and those 10-15 minutes were the longest 10 minutes of my life. Why was he not crying? Why was he so pale? Is there something wrong? This moment, the moment that I thought would be the perfect moment of pure bliss suddenly was a moment of internal terror and fear. Then FINALLY he burst into a loud cry! Once he started, he did not stop for a good ten minutes after that and I have never wanted to hear that sound more in my life than I did that moment. It was the best sound in the world. Finally I could rejoice. I was filled with tears of happiness. As I sat in the tub holding holding him, we were still connected through his umbilical cord. Family quickly came in to see him until it was almost time to push out my placenta. My husband then asked for a moment alone to say a little prayer and absorb the moment with me and our new bundle of joy. Soon after, I pushed out the placenta. My midwife was showing us the placenta and what its job was. Meanwhile, little did I know I was bleeding out. As I tried to listen to her, I was mainly focused on how much my tail bone hurt and holding my baby. I saw the amount of blood in the birth pool and did not think too much of it because I trusted my midwife would know if it was too much. The water turned dark burgundy in a matter of a minute. The parts of my body that were submerged were no longer visible. I was hemorrhaging. She bagged the placenta still attached to the baby and passed him to dad. The last thing I remember was her telling me it was time to stand up and get out of the pool. The moment I stood up, I was told that I fell right back in the pool. They tried for a couple of seconds to wake me up but I wasn’t coming back to consciousness so easily until she started slapping me awake. I vaguely remember what happened, but I remember opening my eyes and saw my midwife slap my face and calling out my name. I stayed awake for about five seconds before fainting again. My husband told me I kept fainting as they tried to wake me up. Finally, I woke up to the smell of a very strong scent of ammonia being shoved into my nose. I looked at my husband who was holding our baby boy to see his face in pure distress and fear as tears filled his eyes. I then looked down at my hands and they were absolutely pale! My nail beds no longer looked pink and full of life. Instead, I looked white and yellow. The midwife and assistant asked Roger (my husband) to call my sister who had been there throughout the whole night to come back up stairs for backup. My midwife looked at me as she was pressing and massaging my abdomen to get the blood clots out and told me she was going to give me a shot of Pitocin to stop the bleeding. She gave me Pitocin, an IV bag, as well as took my vitals. I was stable. My sister walked in and when she saw what was happening, she quickly went into the kitchen to contain her emotions and to inform my mother to not freak out in front of me. My sister told me she wanted to break down when she saw my face and lips were completely pale. She instantly knew something was wrong. I remember feeling extremely cold. My body was shaking. I was so weak I could hardly sit up on my own. I felt helpless as I stared at my baby while they performed the newborn screen exam on him and took photos. He was born 9.1 pounds and 21 inches long! Big baby!

The First 72 Hours

I was stuck on my couch for three days. Not being able to walk or stand, let alone sit up for too long. It was very hard on me physically and emotionally. The first day, I had to use a potty pan but that was not working out very well because I was so weak I could hardly push myself up in a way that I could use the pan without making a huge mess. After the second time using the pan, I refused to use it so my husband helped carry me to the bathroom. But after the first time trying that method, it was too exhausting for me, so instead he would sit me on our rolling desk chair and push me to the bathroom, then sit me on the toilet. These days were so hard. Not being able to get up from the toilet on my own without experiencing extreme fatigue and shortness of breath from just sitting on the toilet. I felt as if I had ran a marathon each time I used the bathroom. My heart would pump so hard you could see my pulse throbbing through my chest. I felt like my heart was going to give out. For the first three days I had extreme headaches. The second day, My midwife could not come visit me because she was attending another birth so she sent her assistant to come check on me. She took my vitals and asked me to stand up to see if I was any better. Stable vitals, but I still couldn’t stand for more than five seconds so she just told me to drink lots of iron and eat iron rich foods. By the third day, my midwife came to check on me and saw I had not improved. She took my blood and sent it to be tested with the results expedited. Those three days were hell. I wanted so badly to just be able to take care of my baby and myself but I had to depend on everyone around me. I am so thankful for all my loved ones who cared for us. Breastfeeding is hard enough but during this time it was even harder. Yet these moments I had to feel like I was caring for my little one were tender for me. Postpartum was very real. Emotionally I was a wreck. I think I did a good job of handling it the best I could but all I wanted to do was cry. I had my moments where I would confide in my husband when he would carry me to the bathroom and just crumble. Everything made me want to cry, it was uncontrollable. The hormones, the situation, the struggle, the difficulties… it was overwhelming. I will continue on postpartum in a different blog post.

The Transfusion

The next morning, my midwife called at 6 am. My hemoglobin levels were at a 5.2. Normally at the hospital if you reach a 7, they automatically transfuse a bag of blood. I was instructed to go to the hospital as soon as possible and that my back up doctor was informed. My husband and sister packed my bags and we headed out. My mind was racing with so many thoughts. But finally, I felt like there would be light at the end of the tunnel. A shiny glimpse of hope. This was technically bad news, but it brought me hope because I felt like I could be fixed. My back-up OB doctor was waiting on my arrival at the Hospital. Normally you would go through emergency for a blood transfusion but I was told to go to labor and delivery to meet my doctor there. Once we arrived, my sister got off to ask security for a wheel chair and directions. Apparently they had no wheel chairs… My husband, began to get very upset and got out to ask for a wheel chair as well. I was surprised to see him walk out with an office rolling chair labeled “security”. He took one of the security’s chairs and rolled me up to labor and delivery! Everyone and I mean EVERYONE was staring at us. We got upstairs and they were shocked to see us coming through on a rolling office chair, let alone be there while not pregnant. The nurses were not informed that I was told to go there for a blood transfusion. Confused as to why I was told to go there and not the emergency room, they looked like deers caught in headlights. Once they got a hold of my doctor, the nurses were told to put me in a room and begin the transfusion promptly… they scurried about. The nurse who settled me in was NOT very happy but was trying not to be too rude since she saw I looked like I was dying. They all asked me with concerned looks on their faces as to what happened and why I had not come sooner. They told me how lucky I was to be alive and quickly set me up with the first of three bags of blood. The nurse who initially set me up couldn’t stay mad at me because instead of getting mad back at her I just continued to be nice and express my gratitude and appreciation for what she was doing. It’s hard to be upset with someone who is being nice to you.

The first nurse who was giving me a hard time told me my baby was not allowed in my room (knowing I would have to spend the night there). My sister offered to stay at home with my baby. I was so anxious because I did not want to be away from him let alone not breast feed him. What if he takes the bottle and refuses the breast later? What if I can not pump or get the milk to him? What if I had to give him formula? All these thoughts were racing through my mind. I was very set on giving him breast milk. I pumped while I could as much as I could and would send off about 2-4 ounces of milk with whoever came to visit. I was lucky to have the support I did. I am so grateful for it. No words will ever express my gratitude. That day just so happened to be the day my milk came in… worse day ever. My breasts were engorged, nipples were cracked and bleeding and throbbing with pain. They hurt so bad that I could hardly wear a single piece of clothing, not even a bed sheet over me. Lanolin and coconut oil were my best friends and modesty was not an option. I just want to briefly share with everyone how uncomfortable that delivery bed was! It was a two-piece inclined bed that pulled apart and was hard as a  rock. How can anyone give birth on that thing! I was slipping down constantly so my tailbone felt like it was dislocating the whole time! In addition to that, my IV was shoved into my hand (even after I told the nurse it hurt, she told me theres nothing she could do). My breast were so engorged that it was painful to put my arm down. I had no energy to lift myself up and not fall down off the bed or feel like my tailbone was going to break. Being so uncomfortable gave me so much anxiety. It was a rough night with no sleep. Pain and pumping was what my night consisted of. After the the three bags of blood were transfused I went to the bathroom and knew I already started feeling a little better. I regained some color again. I knew I had a long recovery ahead of me but I felt so blessed and so thankful that I got the help I needed and could start feeling like myself again. I could begin to regain my strength and energy and be able to care for my baby.

Home Again

It was time to go home and I could not be any happier! I was still in a lot of pain, engorgement, sleep deprived, HUNGRY and fatigued. On the way home I broke down. And once I got home, I broke down as well. Everything I previously mentioned was being heightened by my hormones and on top of it all the oddest thoughts came to mind. Will my baby know who I am? What if he does not want to be with me or breast feed anymore? So many unnecessary thoughts, but they were coming and I couldn’t stop myself from thinking them. Oh let me just mention that I live in an apartment on the fifth floor and my elevator was under construction for remodeling over a month and did not work. So I was wheeled down and wheeled up home in a half finished elevator. That was frustrating but quite the experience. All in all, it was all a lesson learned and recovery took some time. I was on a very intense iron diet until my iron levels spiked up again. If you think you are having a big baby, do not have a home birth because that means your placenta will probably be big (mine was about 2.5 pounds) and theres a bigger chance for hemorrhaging. My next baby would most likely be at a birth center located in a hospital just to be on the safe side. In case I have complications after delivery once again. I loved everything about my home birth experience before complications arose. I felt relaxed and free to labor how my body was meant to. It was beautiful and I will always cherish those precious moments. The great thing about giving birth is, after it all, you can’t remember the pain, just the joy. Magic and love fills the air and your whole universe shifts. My heart is so heavy with love and appreciation. A kind of love that moves mountains and spreads seas. I’ve learned so much about myself in this journey. I know I am capable of anything I put my mind on. I know my inner strength. I did it! I still can’t believe it.

I remember most of this story because it was filmed and photographed by my amazing photographer/sister. Her photography business name, “Barmaj Studios“.

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Things People DON’T Tell You About Pregnancy. http://motherhoodlikely.com/things-people-dont-tell-you-about-pregnancy http://motherhoodlikely.com/things-people-dont-tell-you-about-pregnancy#respond Thu, 28 Sep 2017 14:45:03 +0000 https://motherhoodlikely.wordpress.com/?p=86 But pregnancy is NOT all rainbows and butterflies. It's not so much of a brisk walk in the park as it is a marathon, mentally and physically. There is so much people do not tell you or talk about.

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I loved being pregnant mainly because I loved feeling so close to my baby; being able to feel all his movements was so special; a feeling I will never forget. But pregnancy is NOT all rainbows and butterflies. It’s not so much of a brisk walk in the park as it is a marathon, mentally and physically. There is so much people do not tell you or talk about. It’s like some secret until you experience it for yourself. Probably because women don’t want to scare off other women from becoming pregnant or something (ridiculous) but remember no matter what, the pros always outweigh the cons. 

Pregnancy, here we go…

  • Implantation bleeding.
    • This happened to me both times (no I don’t have two babies I had a previous miscarriage) after the first experience I knew I was pregnant after it happened to me the second time around. It looks like pink snot (cervical mucus with small amount of blood). Gross but good news!
  • Gag reflex.
    • Ok so I was blessed enough to not have been throwing my life up the first 12 weeks of pregnancy however, I was extremely nauseous (before I knew I was pregnant I thought I had a terminal illness because I can be a hypochondriac and didn’t think I was pregnant because I didn’t want to get my hopes up so I made myself believe there was something wrong with me instead haha) and the only times I threw up were because I was brushing my teeth. I could barely brush without gagging every time! This lasted the first two trimesters..
  • Smells.
    • Oh the smells. I hated every smell including my favorite perfumes or splash. I could not wear anything scented not even subtle creams that just had that normal cream smell. So with that came many challenges… I could not find ANY (I mean none at all) creams or oils that I could stand enough to be on me. So my moisturizing regime was little and because of that (and because I was blessed with none stretchy skin (thanks mom) I got major stretch marks (and because I had an abnormally huge belly for someone my size).
  • Hair in odd places.
    • ahhh the hair! Lets start with the fact that I hardly lost any hair on my head while pregnant like not even the average amount in the shower or while brushing. It was great! BUT, by the end of my pregnancy I had developed a neck beard… yes you heard right. Neck. Beard. Full on neck hair like long enough to grab. You could literally play with it and see it in photos. Ugh. That was one of my biggest struggles. I thought I was going to have that for the rest of my life!! Buuut yes theres a but… It fell off at three months (after birth) exactly at the same time my sons ear hair fell off. LOL yes you read correctly…ear hair. It was so funny because my son was born with no hair around his body like babies usually have, instead he just had loads of hair around his ear and thankfully that fell off too. The weirdest things can happen during pregnancy but its all good, you’re growing a human!!
  • The darkening of things.
    • Basically, everything gets darker. Nickels (my bff’s daughter calls nipples, nickels haha), armpits, etc. I also got La Linea Negra which is that dark line going down your belly and let me tell you… it does not magically go away right after birth. In fact, it’s been 6 months and I still lightly have it. The darkened areas take time to go back to normal so don’t freak out eventually they will go back to normal.
  • Pain. loads of it.
    • Basically you experience some sort of pain throughout all of pregnancy. At first you get implantation cramps periodically which is when the baby is embedding into your uterine wall. Thennn… Back pains. My tailbone hurt to the point where sitting felt like I was dislocating it. Weird inner-groin-hip pain towards the end which made it very difficult to walk so I had a slight limp but thats where the waddle comes from! Feet hurt from extra weight. Hips hurt more from sleeping on your side and side only. My belly was so big that my skin hurt like hurt to the touch. If I accidentally leaned on the counter while cooking it hurt so much, felt like my skin was burning. Later come pre-labor cramping. Joy. All this discomfort was totally worth it though!
  • Skin irritations and sensitivity.
    • I previously never had issues with my skin but during pregnancy I couldn’t wear regular earrings. I became allergic and they would itch and hurt like crazy if I wore them. So, you may become sensitive or allergic to things during pregnancy you previously were not of.
  • Breakout!
    • My face was flawless I must say but in the first trimester I got major backne which I never had before. Horrible however, it goes away (mine went away in 2nd trimester). Just the hormones.
  • Hemorrhoids. 
    • Balls of death. You do not just get these from pushing during labor! I repeat not just from labor strains. They come well in advance without you even realizing because of the amount of pressure pushing down there from baby. Towards the end of pregnancy lets just say I was not as nervous of labor as I was of my hemorrhoids getting worse after pushing a mini human out. Buuut they go away on their own after some time after birth which was awesome! (Didn’t think that was going to happen)
  • Excessive fluids.
    • Okay so when I say fluids I mean fluids coming out and staying in from all over. Lets start with discharge… so much extra discharge you’ll think you pee’d yourself. Then theres peeing… constantly. ALL THEE TIME! Getting up in the middle of the night like 20 times is no fun. Then theres all the excess fluids you retain and make you swell up. Towards the end my hands and feet look like sausages and I couldn’t wear my wedding ring anymore (to get it off felt like someone was cutting my finger off!)
  • Left Side.
    • OH MY LANTA! I always figured you obviously can not sleep on your stomach but apparently it’s not okay to sleep on your back either (or for too long) because you cut the blood/air supply to your baby…”When you lie belly-up, the weight of your uterus can compress a major blood vessel, called the vena cava, disrupting blood flow to your baby and leaving you nauseated, dizzy, and short of breath. The best way to sleep during the second half of pregnancy is on your side”. (Thanks Google!) Either way you won’t want to sleep on your back because it is so so SO uncomfortable (at least for me it was). So what options does that leave you with?… Side sleeping. BUT apparently it is best to lay on your left side because that side gives your baby the most oxygen?! Anyway when you’re pregnant these things matter to you and you become obsessed with it all. I made sure I would switch from side to side every hour like clock work to make sure I was giving my baby “good oxygen and blood flow” but then again I would do it because my body wasn’t used to the extra weight and being on one side for too long would ache and bother me (my hip would fall asleep).
  • Tests.
    • No one ever talks about all the different test you have to do through out pregnancy. Especially GBS (Group B Strep). Which is fairly common and the reason why they give you antibiotics during labor. Well apparently I had it but I went the more holistic route and went to a birth center for my check ups as well as had a midwife instead of an OB (obstetrician) and so I opt out of the antibiotics (I did have the option but did not want my baby getting exposed to antibiotics so early) and instead did a rinse (in your peri bottle put like an ounce of Hibiclens and the rest water and rinse a few times a day) Worked GREAT. It went away before labor and baby did not get GBS. So what is GBS exactly?… lets ask google; “Group B streptococcus (GBS) is a type of bacterial infection that can be found in a pregnant woman’s vagina or rectum. This bacteria is normally found in the vagina and/or rectum of about 25% of all healthy, adult women. Women who test positive for GBS are said to be colonized.” What that means exactly, I do not know. I do know GBS is harmful to babies. Read more here.
  • Pubic bone pain.
    • I have no clue why but my pubic bone or groin (I can’t even pin point it to be exact) hurt so much when I did certain movements such as getting out of bed or separating my legs.
  • Kicking/Hiccups.
    • Kicks or movements feel a little like a light muscle spasm or gas (not the strong ones…those definitely feel like kicks). Kicks and Hiccups will keep you up at night. And my baby would get hiccups like three times a day for like 30 minutes long! Somedays he would get hiccups every time I drank a lot of water at once. Babies also don’t just kick your ribs. In fact, my baby never kicked my ribs… once could’ve been too much. Instead, he would kick my hips… position is everything!
  • Intestines.
    • Towards the end my intestines would swell up at the top of my stomach; making them visible from the outside. Felt so weird, practically indescribable.
  • Not so round.
    • Babies move and when they get bigger and decide to get in weird positions your belly may not look so round but rather square, coned or slanted. I would wake up some mornings and just be so confused and a little concerned.

I have many pictures of the things I experienced so if you guys want me to share them, let me know! Leave a comment or message me. I would love to hear about any pregnancy stories or experiences you may have or if you relate to the ones I listed above. So please tell tell tell! 🙂

**This is a list made up of experiences that happened to me or/and to others I know. Keep in mind that everyone is different and every pregnancy is different so these things may or may not happen to you. Warning – I use parentheses way too much but I can’t help but to tell a story within my story.

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The Beginning of Something Great http://motherhoodlikely.com/the-beginning-of-something-great http://motherhoodlikely.com/the-beginning-of-something-great#respond Sat, 23 Sep 2017 21:48:57 +0000 https://motherhoodlikely.wordpress.com/?p=38 I have been wanting to start this whole “mom blog” for some time now but the fact that I haven’t until now… 6 months later after my baby was born… says a lot about what it is like being a mom. I have no time. Don’t get me wrong… I have plenty of time especially...

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I have been wanting to start this whole “mom blog” for some time now but the fact that I haven’t until now… 6 months later after my baby was born… says a lot about what it is like being a mom. I have no time. Don’t get me wrong… I have plenty of time especially since I am a stay-at-home mom but the time I have is consumed by my baby’s needs whether its feeding time, nap time, changing him, watching him or entertaining him as well as trying to talk and teach him.

I can make time but the GUILT!

I find ways to entertain him like let him watch his favorite movie or play with his toys but even then I have to watch him so everything I do is while watching him. The time I do have is trying to do things like pee, brush my teeth, shower, and not forgetting to eat. The struggles are real people! OK so the guilt… let me start with um hello?! people warned me about this but I never thought it was this intense. It started when I was pregnant (he wasn’t even born yet!). If I didn’t eat a full balanced diet or drank my body weight in water I felt like I was failing my baby. Buuut, I’ve realized those feelings are there because we are mothers; We want to nurture our children and just want the absolute best for them. So I completely have accepted it.

Anyways, that is my rant (or excuse) as to why I hadn’t started this blog a long time ago (I also wasn’t sure how personal I wanted to get with people).  I’m writing to document my experiences along with the things I am learning as I go through this new journey as a first time mom and share the things that nobody really talks about. I will be getting really real and personal with you guys! This is the beginning of something great…

 

Up nextThings people don’t tell you about pregnancy, labor and after birth.

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