As I sit here snuggling with my 3 and ½ month old sleeping baby girl, I thought I would take a few minutes to share with you all some of my pregnancy journey. It wasn’t easy. Here are some of the comparisons between my first and second.
The nausea was the first thing I noticed that seemed to be more extreme then with my first daughter. I never did throw up, and I was constantly hungry, so it was a little bazaar. It was hard for me to focus at work. (I hope I didn’t make too many mistakes.) I remember being nauseated with my first, but having no appetite and I did throw up once but I had a migraine as well. Speaking of migraines, I had 2 with my first pregnancy, and 5 with my second.
My belly decided to pop out pretty early, which I hear can be common with your second child. Apparently even if it’s been about 18 years since I was pregnant with my first. I did carry long in my belly again though, so that was similar. My lovely stretch marks appeared in the same places too. I don’t mind them though.
I had the same numb/tingling/stabbing pain in my lower right rib cage, though this time around was more severe. Of course the doctors looked at me like I was crazy for doing research on what it might be, and told me to take Tylenol. No thank you.
One thing that was very different was the back pain. It was pretty awful, and constant. I did go to a chiropractor a couple times, but I should have paid to see a better one. Work wasn’t any help, and I spend most of my days hiding the pain from my face and then coming home to veg on my couch because all of my energy had been spent trying to put on a happy face all day. My doctors were no help, wanting me to take muscle relaxers. Umm, did they miss the part where I said I wanted to avoid taking any medication? They did finally refer me to physical therapy, but I only got to go once a week. My loving husband also said we could budget for me to get a prenatal massage every 2 weeks, which helped me deal a little more. I miss those…
Now the labor and delivery were certainly similar, but this time definitely had some big differences. This time, I hired a doula and a midwife, and gave birth at home, in my living room, in water. I cannot recommend getting a doula enough by the way, they are wonderful! So there was of course pain, but nothing scary. (I hate how Hollywood portrays births like they are some kind of tragic trauma for women. ) I was in labor for about the same amount of time, giving birth only 3 minutes earlier than my first, but this time, my husband caught the baby, we delayed the cord being clamped, and she was brought directly to me for skin to skin. There was no taking her away to get cleaned, though she really didn’t need it, and no crying. The lights were out, candles lit, and the fireplace was glowing. I remember being pretty loud as well, calling to the Lord for His help, and to the baby to come out. I didn’t feel ashamed either. I remember being told to be quiet with my first.
What I have learned from this pregnancy is that if we have another child, I will certainly not be working during the pregnancy, I will see the good chiropractor, I will get those prenatal massages regularly, I will hire a doula and midwife, and have a lactation consultant with me at birth as well. I will invest in a birthing tub with a better heater too! That water was a little chilly…
That’s all I can think of right now. It’s about time for my little squish to wake up and be fed.
Thank you for reading today!!
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