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So, first some background. The week before Ross was born was pretty stressful. We had to put our cat Emerson down (his kidneys were shutting down) and that made everyone really sad. Also,

gwangi had a really bad cold. Through the week, I missed two days of work because I had a cold/sinus infection and Zach missed 1.5 because of his cold/cough/whatever. On Thursday, at my weekly checkup, the doctor asked if he was tested for pertussis, and all night long we couldn't think of anything other than "what if he has it and I go into labor, would they even let him on the floor?". On Friday, he woke up and realized he injured his rib coughing, so he went to the doctor to get tested for pertussis and asked to be started on the treatment for it without the results because I was so close to term with the baby. He also got cough syrup with codeine in it, which we decided he would test out that night because I didn't think I would go into labor and we wanted to know how badly it would effect him.

( Long birth story )

So, in the end, I had a baby, which is all that really matters.

We had a baby! Yay!

James Ross Buchan, Ross to his friends, was born 2/20/2016 at 3:30 pm. He was 9lbs 12 oz.

The birth was tough and I'll write that up later. I did end up with a c-section and that had complications.

I am happy he is here and he is awesome but right now I am feeling really fragile and unsettled. It is a weird place to be at right now and I wish I could just process this and move on. Because Ross is amazing.

The last week all I have wanted to eat was salt. I seriously thought about just eating salt straight at one point. It was weird.

I put salt on carrots. I bought McDonald french fries just for the salt.

This is the weirdest craving I have had in my pregnancies.

I talk to the doctor and she said it was in the range of normal but to watch it because it will make me swell up (she isn't concerned about my BP) and make me uncomfortable.

Still, weird.

So, with Henrietta I ended up with a c-section. I had a lot of things that lead to that, being induced at 39 weeks, having too much fluid, having sub-optimal pelvis shape, getting an epidural*, etc.

While the doctor was stitching me up, I asked her about my chances of having a VBAC. She said that I could try but she didn't think it would work. There is a calculator that is used that gives me a 46% chance of success, which, is mostly due to my age. The doctors at the Mayo seem supportive of me me trying a trial of labor after cesarean (TOLAC). They will recalculate my chances when I go into labor, which will depend on how dilated I am and how fast I am dilating but I am not really worried about that. For me, that was the easy part. I had an arrest of descent, which means I was fully dilated but she got stuck on the way out.

I am starting to get a little worried about the risks to the baby. I know that the chances of something terrible happening is very low, and there is just as many chances for other things to happen with a c-section. However, with a c-section most of the risk is on me, not the baby. Also, with a c-section, I would get an additional two weeks of pay, which seems silly to even think about.

I am not sure why I am so dead set to try a TOLAC. I sort of feel like Henrietta's pregnancy was so medical that I didn't get a chance to see how my body would go into labor naturally and I would like to know that. Then again, I realize that this is only one or two days out of my life, and it really doesn't matter in the long run. I just don't know. I am sure I'll do it, I don't usually change plans once I decide on something but I am still not fully sure what is making me want this so badly.

*Honestly, I don't think it was the epidural. I was still able to move and get into a ton of positions, so, I don't feel like that cause the issues.

I still hate being pregnant but that is okay, I am in the home stretch, so I just think about having the baby in my arms and try not to focus on all the other stuff going on with my body.

I am still throwing up, just not as much. I have some weird pain in my right butt check that makes me walk like a sloth. I also feel giangantic, my belly is getting huge.

This weekend we got things set up for the baby. We have a crib, lots of baby stuff laying around and most of the clothes sorted and ready to go. I can't find a few things but that is okay, they will turn up.

Henrietta has a class in being a sibling next weekend. I am excited to see how she reacts to it. We have been trying to prep her for the baby but who knows how much she understands. Two years olds.

This weekend Kethry spent the night and it was really nice to have her around to watch Henrietta. Part of it was her age but also Kethry is a rule follower, so she will tattle when Henrietta breaks them. It makes me hopeful about the future with two small kids.

I don't have diabetes, which is good because I don't want to have to pay to use that icon. Ha!

Not having diabetes means:
1. Less doctors visits. I went way too much with Henrietta.
2. No need for medication.
3. No need to check my blood every few hours.
4. No need to eat a snack in the middle of the night so my body mess with my blood sugar.
5. I can eat foods.
6. No induction at 39 weeks, I can just go into labor.
7. I can do a trial of labor and hopefully push this baby out the normal way.

Seriously, I am super happy with this.

I am so sick of throwing up.

I was telling Zach the other day that this pregnancy is going a lot faster than Henrietta's. Then again, I am busy at work, and we moved. I don't really have any down time lately.

Where 15 weeks pregnancy looks a lot like muffin top.

So, I am down 15 pounds. Which is about what I was down with Henrietta at this point. I look like I have some muffin top going on, which wouldn't be so bad if I would just switch to maternity pants but I sort of hate maternity pants. I like a waistband.

Anyways, food is still a struggle. I am looking forward to when the morning sickness lifts and I can eat again. Rather, when I want to eat again. It is so weird to be hungry but not to have any appetite at all.

Oh, I am not sure I told LJ but we are having a boy. We know this early because we elected to do a Cell-Free Fetal DNA test for chromosomal abnormalities (which the baby screened as very low, so we aren't going to worry about it) and part of that is they can tell you the sex of the baby. I am pretty happy about that, but I would have been pretty happy about girl also.

So, I am tired, can't eat and am pretty happy about most things.

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