Sunday, February 22, 2015
She looked at me and said, “You b!tch” after I told my friend I only had five more pounds to loose. Yes, I said a friend. My doctor has cleared me to get back to normal life, as long as I have the energy and a baby sitter. To me, that means bike here I come!
It has been once month since Nathaniel has been born and most of the time I am crazy happy. Sleepy, but happy. Sure, I may have put a couple diapers on backward. But to my defense, it was two o’clock in the morning, on the second night of having a new baby. Not only that, Nate is a wiggle worm and kicks like crazy for diaper changes.
My motherly scenses have kicked up a notch and I can smell diaper changes even when Nate is wrapped in his swaddle and fully clothed. I can also identify Jon and Joe’s footsteps as each wakes and walks down the stairs. I have become more in tune with a facial grimice saying my stomach doesn’t feel so good.
Awe, the joys of mother hood.
Did I already say I can get back on my bike? Should I confess that I never really was off my cruiser bike? Over ten years of bike experience gives me the comfort to say that, but not to my doctor.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
I was surprised how many people asked me about my birth story. So, I decided to blog it and maybe Nathaniel Andreas Alaniz will read about it one day and know that he is loved and wanted in every way.
It was 3:45 in the morning and I woke to a kick and a contraction, both common over the past two months. The contractions were more intense and I kept thinking that I could muscle through it, but this was different.
At 4:30 I woke up da mister and said, “I think it is time to go to the hospital.” I did what every girl does at this point. I grabbed my curling iron, throw it in my hospital bag, and waddled to the car.
We drove through crazy rain and were checking in admitting by 5:15 AM. By 5:45 my water broke and I was dilated to 3. I am not sure of the time after that, but shortly after I was at 6. The pain was too intense and I decided to go with an epidural. At 11:30 AM I started active labor and by 2:27 PM my beautiful baby boy was born.
From the first moment he was in my arms he started smiling at me.
We stayed that Thursday night in the hospital. By Friday evening we were back at home introducing Roxy and Nate.