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Sunday, April 19, 2009
A little Project
So I am going to be starting a new project and I will post what it is a little later by I need some input or actually I need your stories. OK NOT long stories, I just would love to hear some of the best and worst (OK even stupid) questions you were asked when you were pregnant. Or, maybe you experience something that was crazy, please feel free to share. You DO NOT have to leave your name, you can add a comment anonymously. Thank you in advance for your input...
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When I was 7 months pregnant with Aisling, Scott was out of town. I took Luke to a playdate. On the way home I got sick. Very sick. I had to pull the car over to throw up. Once I got out of the car, I ran to the side of the road and started barfing. I was throwing up so hard that I also started peeing my pants! Right there, on the side of the main road of our neighboorhood. There I was, hugely pregnant throwing up and peeing all over myself. It was awesome! :(
This happened to me after delivery of my first son. It was late in the day and my husband ran out to get some food and go home to shower, I was left alone int he room with the baby. I was holding him and felt my stomach start to rumble. It was that "uh-oh" I need to get to the bathroom quick feeling, the stool softeners were kicking in. Baby starts to cry and I just can't move fast enough. I ended up messing all over myself and the bed. I had to call for the nurse to help me and clean up after me. It was soooo embarassing. Moral of the story, don't bother getting the stool softeners. =)
When I was pregnant for my first baby, I didn't know ANYTHING! no one told me anything and I didn't know who to choose for a doctor/midwife. I ended up just looking in the phone book and picked an obgyn. I was already 5 months pregnant and so I felt that I needed to find someone and stick with them. Well...the guy that I picked was by far the WORST ob EVER! The first time that my husband went with me to my appt, I told the doctor of my concern, "People are wondering if I am having twins since I am gaining weight so fast - should I be concerned?" His response: "Tell those mother F*****s to f*** off".
No kidding. Here I am a concerend pregnant woman and my doctor was talking to us like we were his fellow truck drivers!!!...I felt trapped since I was already a few months pregnant, so I stuck with him.
At birth, he came in with LOAFERS on (the ones with the tassels), his shirt was unbuttoned at the top like Fabio (an old, hairy & fat Fabio - HA HA) and he acted like he owned the place.
He was a joke.
After that, we started having home births!!! HA HA!
When I was pregnant for Chloe, this younger girl at the mall asked what I was having and I told her I didn't know. She looked me up and down and said "It's a boy. Hope I didn't ruin it." I just fake smiled my biggest fake smile. It was like she was this experienced gender guesser who had never been wrong or something. Meanwhile, she was all of 19. At the time, I was so irritated by that. I especially love how she was wrong.
When I went into labor with my daughter I went to get checked at my OBGYN's office. After I had been examined by the doctor he sent me over to the hospital with instructions to decide whether I wanted to try natural or opt for a c-section (I was bigger than a house!) Upon arriving at the labor & delivery wing the check-in nurse/receptionist said, "Yes, how can I help you?" Cringing between contractions I politely explained to her I was here to give birth! And in the end my daughter opted for the c-section all 10lbs 12oz's of her!
Ok this isnt pleasant, but it happend! After I had Brandon, my first baby, I was amazed at how much I was bleeding. They gave me this huge, long, maxi pad that went from my belly button to the top of my butt. They also gave me this weird piece of elastic that went around my waist and the pad tied to these little buttons, one in the front and one in the back. So, after wearing this thing for over an hour, I couldnt stand it, and I had to pee. When I went in to use the bathroom, this wierd peice of elastic, attached to the now very bloody pad, did not slide down when pulled, but rather rolled. While sitting on the toilet, very carefully trying to pee, all of a sudden the pad snapped loose of the back button, and because of it being rolled in the elastic, it shot up and spun around like someone snapping one of those roller shades! It sprayed blood all over the bathroom! I was so mortified, and didnt want anyone to know what happened. with crotch stitches and all, I got on my hands and knees, crying, trying to clean up the blood. If they try to give you a pad and elastic, dont use it!
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