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Introduction

Ok, SO I gave this diary up and requested a Moms today diary since some readers (most of whom posted anonymously) wrote extreemly rude and insensitive remarks, not to mention remarks that are so far from the truth that I got really pissed off and decided to leave. Now since the people that assign diaries take like FOREVER to get around to adding new diaries (I requested a pregnancy diary at 6 weeks of pregnancy and didn't get it until almost delivery time) I have decided to restart this one. Lets be reminded of something I was taught when I was like THREE YEARS OLD - if you can't say something nice, DON'T SAY IT AT ALL. Or if it isn't constructive then again don't say anything. Attached will be the first portion of my birth story which I posted before my post that caused trouble and I will continue the story after.

((So I havent written in what seems like forever. First my computer crashed and then I just got so tired waiting to have my baby.

A recap of events. At 37 weeks my non stress test women stripped my membranes and I cannot descibe the amount of pain that is. It was like my own personal torture chamber, after 3 stripped membrane trips I was 3 centimeters and 70% effaced. At 38 weeks I had a doctors appointment and the midwife had pretty much told me a few days before that I would probably be induced, and as it so happened this was the same time that my parents decided to come down for a visit so now I would have someone to watch allie while I was having the baby. At my appointment however the DR decided that my body didn't tolerate labor last time and therefore induction would not be an option until 39 weeks. Devestated and crying I callled Jen and Allyson (my support team) and told them to stand down because operation baby was a flop. I headed to my non stress appointment and was an obvious not happy camper. Carol my nurse (whom I love) the one who stripped my membranes came up to me and told me that she would get me admitted TODAY and that I wouldn't have to go home and wait any longer. After checking me to see if i was any further dialated and making sure the baby was OK she broke my water bag. I decided to walk to my car and get my pillows and my bag and to call my parents, marc and my friends and then head back to labor and delivery. By the time I got there my pants were soaked and water was dripping down my leg (I always though that the initial gush was it, I never thought that there were going to be a million and 5 gushes) ewwwww. I was admitted shortly and was allowed to take a shower. At the time I was admitted it was 4:30 pm on June 28, 2004.

I will finish this up tomorrow, baby Josh is crying to be fed

Love Liz))

Continued......
So I was admitted and since I was already 3 centimeters they convinced me to have the epidural saying that I would probably progress fast, since this was my second baby. They let me know that they had blood waiting on hand so that if I hemmoraged like with Allie that they would be more prepared. I was very scared, I had thought a great deal about what would happen if I died during this delivery since I was close to that before and so I was pretty stressed. So I got the damb epidural at like 7:45 pm, I started itching like crazy and of course my labor stalled, I was so itchy that there was my own skin under my finger nails. I was in total agony, my friends Jen and Allyson were there the entire time and rubbed my body with washcloths to try and alleviate my discomfort. My parents had Allie so I was not worried about her at all, she came in visited me before I had the epidural and I was able to talk with her and tell her I loved her.
Marc showed up around 10:45 pm and I was in NO mood to deal with his crap. The itching got worse and I started to feel the contractions a little as they upped the pitocin since I stalled. I swear if I ever re-marry and have another baby, I dont care what the doctor says I will not push until my body feels the urge, I mean why start pushing just because I am fully dialated - women have let their bodies tell them when they were ready for centuries.
So all I really remember is the itching and when I was pushing the pain- the epidural wore off and my legs were so numb while my private area hurt like hell.
The baby according to all my doctors and nurses was supposed to be no bigger than 7.5 lbs. It friggin hurt, at (now I cant remember exact birth time) but around 8:30 am Joshua James Moyer graced me with his GIANT presence. All I heard was oh my gosh he's huge. He weighed 8 lbs 7 oz and was 21 inches long - he was also born on my mom and dads 30th wedding anniversary.

He was so beautiful, and all my fears about not being able to love a boy as much as a girl were gone. I was in love with this little man. As he laid on my tummy and quieted I couldn't help but to stare at this prefect, yet huge little boy before me.

I had some bleeding issues and was given a few units of blood and methergine shots to control it but no surgery. They took him from me because his lungs sounded "wet" but he was given back to me soon after. Marc said thank you but my focus was on Josh.

I needed more shots, lots of ice and a sitz bath to take home a few days later. I also got a shot (the rubella shot), for some reason I lost mu immunity between Allie and Josh and needed to be re-vaccinated. Marc helped out ZERO and moved out the next month. My next entry I will discuss being a single parent with 2 little ones and an update on Allies hair.

Love to you all

Liz