So I wasn't a very milky mom. Keegan, bless his heart, just didn't get the whole breast-feeding thing, so rather than be stressed out and blame myself for starving my baby to death, I thought I would pump. Well, if there really is nothing to pump, that kind of defeats the purpose of not feeling like a complete failure and starving your child. So onto formula we went, and then there really was no reason to stay on the pill. Since it had taken 18 mos to get pregnant with Keegan, we figured it would take a while to get pregnant again, so when Keegan was 8 mos old, I went off the pill. Wouldn't you know....the first month out of the gate, we got pregnant! We were in Denver when we started thinking maybe it could be true. I called my midwife because I thought I might have a bladder infection and wanted them to write me some antibiotics. She asked if I could possibly be pregnant and the answer was that yes, it was possible, but not very probable. I was a little late, but I was just off the pill and on vacation...However, when we got home from vacation and I was STILL late, I took another test....turns out it is easier to get pregnant when you are just off birth control because your system is still "on track". (The problem the first time was that my body was not an any type of schedule so it was hard to tell when was a good time to try...go figure!)
We were again thrilled and I was expecting everything to be as blissful as it was before...and boy I couldn't have been more wrong! I was miserable! I was sick, I was crabby, I had a baby at home and was pregnant and hot and....you get the point! (still no weird cravings though!) My darling husband was again wonderful though, and was so good with the baby...it always did my heart good to watch the two of them together. When we found out it was a girl we couldn't have been happier! The plan was coming together...the boy, the girl...the perfectly balanced little family! We did a lot of traveling during that pregnancy. The best trip was our road trip to Niagara Falls. Baby Keegan was a champ, as was Tyree traveling with a 7 month pregnant woman and a baby! That was a great trip though! It was our very first family trip all 4 of us... :o)
Our midwife gave us a choice to try to have the baby naturally or to just go ahead with a scheduled c-section. Since we already knew how the c-section worked and I was scared to see what actually going into labor would be like, we opted for the c-section. We were given the choice between October 29th or 31st. I DID NOT want a Halloween baby, so we chose the 29th. The ride to the hospital was strange to me. Like we were going there to get a present ... Didn't have to worry about labor or contractions - no birth plan, no practicing of breathing or anything like that. It was just very strange to me. The worst part, again, was having to get that needle shoved in my spine and they wouldn't let Tyree be there while they did it. Again, when he came into the Operating Room, I was sick from the medicine and begged him to just take me home - and again he wouldn't! Nice, huh??
Kalise Ty'Shay Katherine Walton - Ocotber 29th, 2003 around 2ish pm - 8lbs, 12 oz and 20 inches - beautiful, perfect, healthy baby girl! Exactly 17 mos after her brother!
Tyree was at the hospital with us again the whole time! 2 days later on Halloween he went to get Keegan in his little Halloween costume and bring him up to the hospital so I could see him, and when they got there the nurses said he could take us home as I was up walking around and was able to use the bathroom. Halloween 2003 we walked in the front door and our little family was complete!
We laugh about this now, but we quickly learned that if the first 9 mos of pregnancy were miserable, that having a pre-toddler at home and a baby with colic who screamed constantly day and night for 9 mos was about as bad as we could fathom! We tried everything with her and the only thing that worked was standing (no kidding) on the 7th step of our staircase. If we veered off even one step she would start screaming again. That poor girl had so much medicine to combat gas it wasn't even funny. This time I didn't ask when we could do it again! It was a loooooong 9 mos! We joke that she hasn't stopped crying yet, 6 years later, but I guess she's better! LOL
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