Tuesday, September 6, 2011

33 weeks right?? Nope Aaron Jeffrey Mensing had different plans

Meet :Aaron Jeffrey Mensing



Born August 31st 1:33 PM 4 lbs 10.8 oz, 17.32 inches


Here’s the story of Aaron’s early arrival!


Monday August 29th, I wasn’t feeling very good all day, I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest, I had had a splitting headache that wouldn’t quit for over a day and the swelling had reach “gi-normous” status by lunch time. I suggested to Jeff that maybe he should pick up a home blood pressure monitor so we could take it that evening. Boy am I glad that I did! The reading was 155/100 so we called the doc and she said that was not good, but that since it was a new cuff that we should run to cub or Walgreens and take it at one of their kiosks, ugh.. 175/110 was that reading..so off to the clinic to see the doc we go. Who knew that would be the beginning of what would be one of the scariest and most amazing weeks of my life!


The doc did a check on me and declared that I now had Preeclampsia and would need to be admitted to the hospital.. I was not a happy camper.. I hate hospitals (they equal a LOT of needles to me). Luckily the rooms at the Maple Grove Hospital are more like hotel suites and include a nice pull out bed for Jeff to be able to stay with me. Sooo began my fight with my body to remain pregnant and to get my blood pressure to lower so I could be able to go home. It also began my unhappy relationship with Magnesium Sulfate..(and the dreaded Mag-head) They put me one Mag to make sure that I didn’t have a seizure or a stroke since my blood pressure was off the charts and was really dangerous. I can now say that that is the ugliest drug I have every been on in my life.. It was like having the flu, being run over by a dump truck, having your body being set on fire, and having an asthma attack all at the same time for two full days. I got really sick on the mag and they had to take me off it Tues afternoon.


On Tuesday I was sent down for an internal ultrasound to see how the baby was doing, he was doing great…but I got the news that although the last ultrasound had shown that the placenta had moved enough, this ultrasound revealed that there was too much vascular growth near the cervix that I would not be able to deliver vaginally afterall.. .my heart sank…I was wheeled back up to my room and began to try and make peace with that news. There were discussions of bedrest and the fact that the baby was going to need to be taken via c-section in the next week or so.. “What do you mean a week or so… I’m only 33 weeks pregnant!!?!?!” I felt like the air had been punched out of my lungs and I just wanted to go home so that I could prepare for him to come early, and to get out of the hospital so that I could stop equating my being there and being sick from the preeclampsia and the mag-head that I had from the meds, with the arrival of our baby boy. I also needed to review the c-section part of the info that we got from our birthing classes that previous weekend because I ignored that section since I didn’t think I needed to pay attention (what .. they were loooong classes)


I thank god that Jeff was there with me as there is no way I could have made it through being at the hospital that long.. he was so loving and supportive and dealt with nurses coming in every couple of hours and turning on lights all night long, knowing that he wouldn’t get any sleep and that he still needed to go to work on Wed morning. By Wednesday morning they had my blood pressure stable (still waaaay too high but stable) and we were just waiting for my protein labs to come back to find out what the next step was. The nurse had done a litmus stick protein test overnight just to check my levels and they came back with only trace amounts so we assumed that the big sample that I had done would show similar results and I assumed that I would be discharged that afternoon to go home on strict bed rest for a week or so….so Jeff left that morning and went to work and said he would be back at lunch time and hopefully I could go home, and I went back to sleep.


At 11:30 am I was napping when a doctor came into the room whom I had never met, she introduced herself and in a no non-sense manner said “We got your labs back, they aren’t good, we are doing a c-section in 45 minutes”


“what?… no!. Jeff’s not here.. and I’m not ready!” After she made that announcement it seemed like there was a whirlwind of activity in the room.. nurses prepping me and taking blood and oh yeah they started me on Mag again (ugh) all the while I sat in the bed and cried and panicked and tried to get a hold of Jeff or my mom or someone.. nobody was answering their phones and I was scared to death I was going into surgery alone. Finally Jeff answered and I had to tell him he had 40 minutes to get to the hospital because his son was being born ! I also finally got a hold of my parents and my mom left a full shopping cart in the middle of the grocery store aisle to come down.



I was scared to death !




The surgery went fine (I won’t go into details here) and at 1:33 PM I was able to meet Aaron Jeffrey Mensing for the first time… it was the most amazing moment of my life. He came out kicking and has been doing fabulous since. At 33 weeks he’s small … but he really is living up to the meaning of his name “Mountain of Strength” as he’s doing incredible. The first few days were really hard as I was still in the hospital, but Sat night I was released and we are now working on healing and getting a schedule set up to see him, as he remains in the special care nursery for now. We are hoping to have him home in a week or two since he has been surpassing all the milestones that need to met except for being able to take a bottle consistently. He still has a feeding tube, but has even been moved into a normal crib and out of the incubator. Jeff and I are very involved with his cares when we are there and Jeff is getting to be a pro at cleaning “explosive” diapers even ! So just like the rest of his journey into this world, and my pregnancy, it’s been an adventure and I think he will continue to not do things the “normal” way but will continue to do things the “Aaron” way…


We are so in love!














Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Week 32



Week 32!


How Far Along: 32 weeks (51 days to go!!)






By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You're gaining about a pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, she'll gain a third to half of her birth weight during the next 7 weeks as she fattens up for survival outside the womb. She now has toenails, fingernails, and real hair (or at least respectable peach fuzz). Her skin is becoming soft and smooth as she plumps up in preparation for birth.










Here’s the basics on Duff and some exciting highlights from the past week!


How Far Along: 32 Weeks


Total Weight Gain/Loss: +23 pounds… for some reason they just won’t let me step on the scale backwards at the clinic


Maternity Clothes: 100% Maternity !


Movement: Tons! We have a live one in there.. I think he’s going to be a kickboxer or something!! Still loves his sweets (especially hot fudge), his root beer, and loud music.


Gender: Still a Sweet Little Boy ♥ It’s been confirmed ! Though the clinic wouldn’t print a picture of his Who-Who-Dilly for us, we did get to see it :o)


Belly Button: still in… maybe it won’t pop after all??


Stretch Marks: Still none.. still faithfully alternating my two belly butters and crossing my fingers that they continue to work.


What I miss: Walking like a normal person. There is a billboard up by my house that I swear is for me… Ok it’s for the Minnesota Zoo.. but you could easily put my picture up there with those little penguins!






Again I have to add feeling “normal” to the what I miss section .. as my life is a roller coaster ride these days. From one day to the next, you never know which version of Kim you're gonna get. Heck, I don't even know. I have been incredibly emotional this week and have spent about 1/3 of each day crying, sad or freaking out about something (the house not selling, where is Duff going to sleep, Should we just do a nursery here and give up moving, will I be able to handle labor and it goes on and on). It is to the point where I am annoying myself. I can only imagine what poor Jeff has to see when he looks at me… ugh!


Sleeping still sucks.. and I am so thankful that I am not working right now as I would be a zombie for sure!


New symptom this past week has been.. NAUSEA! Yap the nausea fairy has returned.. though they sent in the second string this time because so far it’s not nearly as bad as it was during the first trimester.. just annoying.


I also continue to look like I ate something I’m allergic to.. and the swelling has now spread to my fingers causing me to have to take off my wedding ring :o( Not liking that all!! I think Jeff and I will have to go buy a band of some kind this weekend because I really get annoyed by the funny looks I get from people who look from my belly to my fingers and kind of shake their head… (mostly old women, but still annoying). I need a shirt that says.. “No I’m not single and knocked up, I’m just pregnant and too swollen for my rings .. don’t push it” hmmmph!


Highlights of the week:


First of all: As I said above, we had another ultrasound this past week to check the movement of the placenta to see whether or not Duff was coming down the chute or if he was entering the world through C-section. It was an interesting appt (unfortunately it was an internal ultrasound.. I sooo thought we were done with those) as Duff’s head is down and apparently was in the way of seeing the placenta, so the tech begins to try and push on my pelvis to get his head to move up and to get some fluid between the placenta and his head… sorry, no go! After about 5 minutes of her using my pelvis and his head as a gel stress ball, she says “hmmm guess he’s not going to cooperate” and hits a button on the bed, and as I grab for the edges so as to not slide off as it rotates almost upside down, she says “we’ll see how he likes gravity then”… wow.. a little warning would have been nice lady.. sheesh. Turns out even he can’t fight gravity and the tech gets her pictures….my placenta has moved and Duff has been cleared for a normal entry. Woo Hoo! Though as my sister-in-law said, C-section babies are pretty cute.. no squished heads. Lol We’ll take him s quished head and all !!


I could see his little head bob as she squeezed and pushed.. not cool!




My Shower: Last weekend my aunt Kathy threw me the most amazing baby shower! It was a perfect day out, and Duff received so many wonderful gifts and so much love. A big thank you to my aunt Kathy for hosting an amazing party for me ! Here are a couple of pictures from the day… It was a fabulous day with the people I love! Thank you to everyone for coming !

adorable diaper cake Kathy made ! The bear is wearing the necklace from the gender cake party :o)

My new favorite sweet.. cake balls.. YUM

My mom and I .. notice the pregnant face.. ugh

Julie and I going through all the presents after the shower...WOW!


Jeff with Duff's little socks from Julie that look like golf shoes.. so cute!







What I am looking forward to: Our baby classes this weekend! I admit I know NOTHING and I am truly scared out of my mind to go to these classes this weekend. We’ve opted for two full days instead of 6 weeknight classes.. and I’m worried that my pregnant brain will not absorb enough information. Can you fail baby classes? I swear this week I feel like if that’s a possibility it will happen.

Hoping Duff comes with one of these?!? ha ha






Finally Here are a couple of 32 week belly pics…I can't believe it's going to get BIGGER still ?!?





























Wednesday, August 17, 2011

31 weeks OK, who is that puffy lady ?

How Far Along: 31 weeks (only 58 days to go ). Not much to report this week really.
Four Navel Oranges? Really? Hmmmm You would think they could come up with something better for this week.

Here’s what one website from a “man’s point of view” had to compare our baby boy’s size too… The front tire of the wheels on the original Big Wheels (only a man would come up with that).

Either way, I don’t know how it’s not a watermelon yet because that’s about how big I feel. OK so I am not blue.. but this is how I feel like I look when I am waddling around town. 
I feel like I have said goodbye to my feet.. which is kind of a good thing because they aren’t looking too pretty these days… just a couple of hours of sitting or standing in one position too long and they swell up and look like giant marshmallows that have been stuck in a microwave and are ready to explode.. and the really adorable thing is that the right side seems to swell more then the left so they aren’t even matching marshmallows. Ugh! Helloooo Doooown there…poor poor feet.
I find it pretty amusing now when people tell me that “You don’t look like you have gained 20 lbs.” They are trying to be sooo nice to the pregnant lady. But, I think of all the changes in my body…I miss my old face the most. So far I had been chugging along through this pregnancy not really thinking that I was getting that big elsewhere.. until I saw recent pictures from my family party that took place last weekend.. holy crap, did I get stung by a bee or did someone sneak some shellfish into my food.. I look like I’m having an allergic reaction….oh, nope, I guess I just have “pregnant face” now. Oh well, now I have just started making sure that I put some makeup on each day and put on something besides PJ’s so I can continue to feel like a human being.

So as I mentioned, last weekend was the annual family party… and for those of you who aren’t familiar with what that entails I have included a couple pics from this years party (and for those of you who are.. here’s your laugh for the day)… the theme this year was Polish, which means that everybody wears a shirt with a saying on it in Polish, usually some funny hat that represents the theme (this year the women had a headband with polish colored ribbons and flowers), the menu is polish, and there are some really crazy goofy relay type games that go along with the theme. This year was Polish volleyball (otherwise referred to as CHAOS), Polish croquet, and a relay game that involved people running up to a post that had an empty beer bottle in front of it, taking a sponge dipping it in a bucket of water and then holding the sponge above a certain line on the post and squeezing the water out of the sponge hopefully filling the bottle. ..yap it was as stupid looking as it sounds.


Pregnant face.. ugh

My parents and my brother and his family


The whole family ...yes we do this EVERY year....

Jeff and Hannah




Other than the party last weekend I don’t really have much to report this week. Which is good because I guess it means that I haven’t flooded the bathroom, left the dog somewhere, or forgotten how to get somewhere and gotten lost.. in other words I’ve managed my pregnancy brain this week ok. But….I will say that the “hormone fairy” has been visiting quite often though, and I feel like I am losing my mind some days from how crabby or emotional I am over nothing. I feel like I need to wear a warning these days… because the mellow calm Kim is now gone and in her place is now a bloated, swollen, hungry, brainless pregnant woman that can snap at a moment’s notice. I think it would only be safe if I walked around with a shirt that said one of these things… then people would be warned and it would be their own fault if they decided to open their mouths and say something stupid…
 


Recent examples : Pregnancy looks good on you .. you are positively glowing (ugh) No I am NOT glowing I am sweating like a pig even though I have TWO types of deodorant on and have multiple applications of each…

Wow, when are you due? You look like you could be ready any day now huh? NO I still technically have 58 days to go.. but thanks for pointing out that I look ready to explode.


OK, Enough about turning into Mrs. Crabby Pants..Here’s the basics on Duff!

Gender: Still a Sweet Little Boy ♥ We have an ultrasound this Friday to determine whether or not my placenta has moved enough to be able to try giving birth without a c-section. I am hopeful! Also just excited to see him again, and hopefully get some good pictures of the who-who-dilly too.



Belly Button: still in… maybe it won’t pop after all??

Stretch Marks: Still none.. still faithfully alternating my two belly butters and crossing my fingers that they continue to work.



What I am looking forward to: My baby shower this weekend!!



So even though I am having the typical third trimester woes, I do have to admit that I am going to miss feeling Duff dance in my belly, and the amazing feeling of waking up each morning to his rocking and rolling as a way to say “hey mom”. It is such an exciting time, that the physical problems pale in comparison with the overwhelming change that is about to happen at our house. I don’t feel like I am in the home stretch yet, but I can nearly see it. Even when every stranger that talks to me gets all excited and exclaims “ANY DAY NOW!!!!” Um. No. And I’m not quite ready to give up being pregnant and share Duff with the world. SO bring it on third trimester... I will handle anything you throw at me..

Finally here are some week 31 belly pics