Today i’m going to tell you all about my pregnancy and birth of my oldest boy Nolan and tomorrow I will share with you about Luke..
Before I get into my story i’m going to show you my month to month baby belly pics!
15 weeks 19 weeks 21 weeks
31 weeks 35 weeks
So to start I found out that I was pregnant on April 26, 2009. Jared and I had only been dating for about 2 months and when I found out I was pregnant, I went strait up to Dad’s (where we both worked, he was working), pulled him into the office and told him the news. It was a busy night but I just could not wait. My mind was spinning and I was not to sure how I was feeling, lets just say I was not in my right mind at the moment. I wanted to know what he was going to say before I told my mom and dad. As I said before I gave him the option to leave but he took full responsibly, our lives changed forever. He actually looked at me, shrugged his shoulders and said “I LOVE YOU???” That is when the tears started to come down and I came to reality and kinda freaked out.
I did not have an amazing pregnancy…
The fist trimester was great, until I had my second sonogram…. “Something was wrong with his heart” the doctor told me. My heart sank. I cried and cried, she sent me to a specialist the next week and i’m sure due to all the praying nothing ended up being wrong. Thank The Lord. We did have to go back about 6 times just to keep an eye on it. Which I was ok with because I got to see my baby grow inside of me with all the sonograms.
Fist major worry passed….
At about 32 weeks I noticed that my stomach was itching like crazy. The only stretch mark I had was on my belly was right over where my belly button was pierced. I could not stand the itch, and it never went away I tried and tried many different products. I finally went to the doctor to get this horrid itch checked out. This was after I noticed that I had bumps all over my belly and they looked like little blisters.Words can not describe what I am talking about so I decided to show you some pictures, they are a little intense so sorry if it is to much for you.
After going to the doctor I found out that I had a very rare rash called Pruritic urticarial papules and plaques of pregnancy (PUPPP) What is PUPPS your ask? It is a rash that about 1% of pregnant woman get and for me nothing took the itch away (NOTHING) until the baby is born. I took a oatmeal bath about 10 times a day, that would only help for about 5 min then the itch was back. I bought everything and anything that I could find that I thought or read would help. The steroid pill the doctor gave me did not help. Did not take the rash away. I was still miserable.
At this time it was Thanksgiving, I was only 34 weeks pregnant so I went home (Kerrville) to spend time with my family. When I got back to San Antonio I went back to the doctors office because the PUPPS had done nothing but spreed and gotten worse. My arms, stomach, back, legs everywhere except my hands and face. I will not say her name but my Doctor which I liked up until this moment told me that I was having my baby that night (I was 35 weeks pregnant) that my baby had a 50/50 chance of serving inside of me. YEP she told me that! So of course I was freaking out. I was a scared first time mom who was told her baby might not make it. I thank God my sister-n-law was there with me. The Doctor decided she wanted to send me back to my specialist to have an amniocentesis to see if my baby boy wold survive outside of the womb.
When I get to the specialist what does she tell me? I told her what my doctor had said about my baby having a 50/50 chance of surviving and her words were “there is no way my Doctor told me this because it was not true”. Talk about one furious mama… I did the stupid test, he was not ready so we waited 2.5 more weeks and set the date to have an induction.
The day was Dec. 16 when I checked into the hospital and lets just say this part was not fun at all, I was in labor for about 17 hours and pushed for about 1.5. My nurse without asking me turned off my epidural right when I started pushing so by the time he decided to show his face I felt everything, I mean every little heart ranching rip. I needed 28 stitches by the time it was all said and done. Which the doctor did not give me a local or anything. Talk about the worst pain I have ever felt and at that she (the doctor) told me to stop moving and to suck it up that I had an epidural and it should not be hurting. Even tho I told her it was not working! I will never forget the look on my moms face.
After all the time and all the pain I would go back and do it all over again. I gave birth to a beautiful 6 lb 14 oz 19 3/4 in. long baby boy that we named Nolan Patrick Bodker. The love of my life or at least one of them!