Hey, I'm Kerri and I am the webmistress of this blog! I am a young mother of two children and one on the way! I'm working towards becoming a wedding and event planner in the near future, but I also build a lot of websites for no reason and I like to drink coffee. :)
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11 Things I Dislike About Pregnancy
There are a lot of things that women really dislike about their pregnancies. Below is my list, but leave a comment with yours! 
- The frequent urination: I swear that I had to pee every 5-minutes for the entire pregnancy!
- Discomfort in the third trimester: Tossing and turning at night and barely sleeping because of it. I would lay on my left side and it would hurt my back. I would turn on my right side and my legs would go numb. Not fun!
- Prenatal appointments: Almost all of them were a waste of time. I went in and left about 15-minutes later.
- Internal exams at the prenatal appointments: Not only is it weird to have your doctor feeling inside of you, but sometimes it hurts.
- Worrying about the baby: I always worry. There’s no changing it.
- Contractions: I only felt one or two contractions with Lyra before I got the epidural, but those one or two contractions hurt like HELL.
- When everyone and their mother asks when the baby is due, what the gender is, “OMG, you haven’t had that baby yet?!” …obviously not!
- People’s snide remarks about how young you look to be having a baby, let alone already having a 3-year-old.
- Not being able to eat or drink certain foods: I really enjoy Dr. Pepper and deli sandwiches, but I had to limit my intake to almost NEVER for 9-months!
- Shortness of breath: I would just be standing there and lose my breath. Standing!
- Getting stretchmarks: I have them everywhere. Literally. And they won’t fade or go away.
What do/did you dislike about your pregnancy?
Birth of a Prince: The Beginning
It began the night of Wednesday, July 28th, 2010. I was instructed by my nurse that I could not eat after midnight. No food, no water. Whatsoever. I decided to eat about five minutes before midnight, which I like to call, “my last meal.” 
I remember it was marinated steak and creamed potatoes. I didn’t want anything else.
I was determined to sleep all night so I could skip the hunger pains until the morning. Of course, the baby would lay on my bladder and I was up at 3:00am to use the potty. It was habit just to grab a midnight snack, and I almost did. I somehow managed to fall back to sleep.
The next morning, I got up around 9:00 and got my shower. Oddly, Dustin was awake before me out and about getting some last minute things done. He returned at 11:00am and I had all our bags rechecked to make sure I wasn’t missing anything. Just so you know… I ALWAYS overpack!
So around 11:30am, we were off towards the hospital. Dustin had to stop and eat and he thought I would get upset because I wasn’t allowed to eat anything, but I’m not that type of person. I’m very understanding, I amaze myself sometimes. Haha!
Once we arrived at the hospital, I walked up to the front desk to tell the nurse that we were there for a schedule c-section and our appointment was at 12:00. But the nurse cut me off,
“C-section at 12:00pm, right?”
“Uhh, yeah. How did you know?”
“You’re party is over there waiting.”
To my right was Dustin’s grandma, grandpa, and aunt all sitting together in the lobby. They arrived at the hospital BEFORE us! It was Dustin’s fault because he drove and I’m never late anywhere. 
I walked over to registration so I could get a room. The lady was either new or she just had no idea what she was doing because the nurse at the front desk had to help her fill out everything. It took almost three times as long than it should have! But finally, we were put in room number four (I dread room number four because I sat in there for 7-hours one time for absolutely nothing. Dumb hospital.) and we were ready to get me all set up for delivery!
I changed into one of those hospital gowns and got under the covers. A familiar voice came trailing in the room. It was a nurse I had recognized, but from where?! She spoke again…
“Oh! I remember you from about 3 and 1/2 years ago! You were my nurse after I gave birth to my daughter! I remembered your accent.”
She’s from Scotland so I just couldn’t get enough of her voice. I probably found reasons to make her talk just so I could hear it.
Anyway, some other nurse came in to put an IV in my hand. Now, it normally doesn’t hurt me to get this done, but this time it hurt… really bad. I let the nurse know and she basically told me it didn’t hurt and if I kept complaining then she would stick me again. Meanie!
We were set after that. I turned on the television and then all we could do is wait.
Come back for the second part! :D
Newborn
Filed Under: General, Life, Pregnancy, Uncategorized
Written by: Kerri on Thursday, March 8th, 2007 | 
Comments (0)I finally had my baby. It was one of the best and worst experiences of my life.
I was patiently waiting for my mother to come home from work on Sunday the 11th of February. When she arrived, she said I had a lot of water retention in my feet. She took my blood pressure and it was really high. My boyfriend, Chris, called the hospital to see if I should go in. They told him I needed to get there as soon as possible. When I got there, I was wheeled down to maternity where my blood pressure was monitered for about two hours. My younger sister wanted to go home because she had school the next day, so we were all ready to get out of there. A doctor walked in and said to me, “Kerri, I work with your doctor and we’re bringing you to another room.”
The first thing I could ask was, “Why?”. Well her answer was quick and simple, “You’re going to have your baby. You need to get her out of there before something serious happens to both of you.”
Two weeks early? I was scared out of my mind, but excited to have her finally.
“So you’re going to induce labor then? It’s too early!”, I said to her.
“I know, but we need to get her out.”
So next thing I know, I’m sitting there crying my eyes out which wasn’t good, it was making my blood pressure worse. I sat down in the wheel chair and was rolled away to the birthing rooms. I was petrified, not to have my baby, but of the IV that was going into my hand. The nurse who was putting it in was so honest to me that I wasn’t scared anymore. She told me it was most likely going to hurt and I don’t know how she calmed me down and the other nurses who were trying to calm me down couldn’t, but that’s how it was.
The IV was in and I was put on magnesium and some other medicines. I had to be slightly on my side, but on my back at the same time. It was the most uncomfortable position I have ever been in. They then told me that I had to have one of those things that drains your bladder for you. And I had to get this little string put in my cervix to induce the labor. I somehow went to sleep and when I woke up having contractions that were just a few minutes apart. It hurt so badly and I finally was able to get an epidural.
I fell back to sleep and was so drugged up on all the medications they gave me, I didn’t know what was going on. My boyfriend, Chris, told me that my doctor got on my bed and broke my water. He said the water flew out at her and that he guessed it hurt because I punched a nurse in the chest. When I woke up again and I knew what was going on, I felt my bed and said, “How did I pee in the bed?” But it was just my water leaking the whole time. There was a lot.
A nurse walked in my room and put an oxygen mask on my face because apparently, I stopped breathing and my baby’s heart rate when down. I started dozing off and was almost asleep, but I could hear another nurse saying that I had preeclampsia, which is something only pregnant women can get. More women die from preeclampsia than eclampsia, but neither is worse than the other. Anyway, so I started getting nervous because I heard her say that.
My cervix only dialated 3 centimeters withing five hours and my doctor walked back in my room. She announced that I had to have a c-section because I was not dialating anymore. Two nurses picked me up and put me on some rolling bed and rolled me to the operating room. Since everyone in the maternity section of the hospital knew that I liked to punch and kick people (haha), they strapped my arms down and put the curtain over me so I couldn’t see them doing the operation. I was nervous and still on tons of meds. Once they strapped my arms down, I looked at how I was laying and I told the nurse, “I’m Jesus!”. I was told that the operation would take about an hour and a half, but it was done and over within 30 minutes. They had to push down on my stomach, which hurt terribly. When my baby was born, they tried to show her to me, but I didn’t want to see her with blood all over her. I waited until Chris held her for me to look.
My doctor followed me out of the operation room. Note that after a c-section, you basically have to learn to walk all over again. So I was rolled to another room and I have no idea what this room was for. I was in there for about 15 minutes and then I was again rolled down to the recovery room located in the “High Risk” section due to my preeclampsia and c-section.
It was so hard to walk and it hurt so badly to even laugh. I thought my stitches would come undone and everything. My doctor came to visit every day to make sure I was doing alright. I was in the hospital for an entire week. And in my opinion, I wish I was still there. You get help when you need it, food brought to you (which was tasty), and free formula and diapers! I believe it was the best and worst experience of my life. I wouldn’t do it again, however, because I don’t want to put myself or another baby at risk for anything.
Lyra Paige was born on Tuesday, February 13th, 2007 at 7:16 PM EST. She weighed 6.1 lbs. and her height was 19 inches exactly. I was hoping for a Valentine’s day baby, but if we would’ve waited just 5 more hours, we both probably wouldn’t be here.
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Filed Under: General, Life, Pregnancy, Uncategorized Written by: Kerri on Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007 | Comments (0)Long time, no entry. That’s because my computer was broken for forever and a day. We just got it fixed. I will be updating more, hopefully. I’m supposedly going to get my own laptop so I can stay in bed. It hurts to get up.
I’m now eight months pregnant and my mucus plug already fell out. I have a feeling that the baby will be born within the next few weeks. :D
electronics!
Filed Under: General, Life, Pregnancy, Uncategorized Written by: Kerri on Friday, November 17th, 2006 | Comments (0)I made a new layout and it’s Christmas themed! sweetdisguise inspired me with all her Christmas talk. Speaking of Christmas, I went to Apple.com and looked at a few things that I’ve been dying to have for about a year now. I know this may sound lame, but I don’t have an iPod and I desperately want one. I also want one of the MacBooks so I can have my computer on my bed. I’ve fallen in love with all these electronic things ever since I bought my first cell phone in October. I may just be going crazy, but they seem so… I don’t know the word.
Did you know that pregnancy makes your brain shrink and that’s why a lot of pregnant woman can’t remember much? Yeah, that’s me. :]
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