Birth pics

After birth (Post Partum)

After they cleaned her and wrapped her in blankets, they handed her to me. I watched her face for a moment and then the nurse helped me to get her latched to my breast. She latched beautifully to my left breast and ate for about twenty minutes. I then took her off to burp her and switch breasts. She then would not latch to my right breast at all. The nurse said that was fine that she may be full now and to just start on that breast next time. I was so tired that I asked them to take Bella to the nursery for a while. They wheeled her out and my labor nurse said that she would come back in thirty minutes when the epi wore off and we would move to the private room. I had fought off the happy shot as long as I could. I was out like a light for two hours! When the nurse came in after I woke, she helped me to clean up and change my gown. We then made my way back to my private room. After getting settled back in, I sent my mom for Bella.
I enjoyed this time with my little one. It was only a minor thing to adjust my sleeping schedule to hers. I was very disappointed in myself though. I had really wanted to breastfeed my lil one but for some reason my right breast was not producing anything at all and my left one didn't produce very much. So formula it was! I enjoyed every minute I had with my daughter those first few days. She stayed with me the entire time we were in the hospital. Only making trips to the nursery for check-ups and then return to me!
The first night I had her all to myself. The next day, her father decided to show up with his mother. They stayed for about two hours and left. Some of my family also showed up. Then I had Bella all to myself again!
The next day her father came back and brought her a pack of diapers, a bottle of soap and shampoo, a snowsuit, and an infant head rest for the carseat. They stayed for a couple of hours and left. I got to go home that day! We left the hospital around 1:30 that day. And so began the long journey of being a single mother....

My lil one

Isabella Marie
Born: January 8th,2010
At: 1:13 pm
7lbs 12ozs and 20 in long


From here forth known as Bella.

Birth

At 8 am, my doctor came in to tell me he was going to send me home that day. I looked at him and laughed. He said "what's so funny?" I said, "I'm in labor and have been having contractions all night!" He told me they weren't real contractions just some braxton hicks and walked out of the room. I was so shocked that he would even say this that I didn't know what to do!!! He finally came back in at 9 am and said he would go ahead and check me before I left. At that point the contractions were becoming pretty painful! He pushed on my stomach so hard I cried from the pain! He looked at me and said well your about a 3 to a 4 and your in full labor. And I just thought no duh!!! Anyways, they shipped me off to the labor room by 10am. They hooked me up to the monitors and got my fluids going to my IV. Then I had to wait for the fluids to get the epi. Which sucked because it was not fun feeling those contractions with the pitocin they went ahead and gave me to get my contractions stronger and longer...

They checked me again at about 11:30 and said I was a 4-5 and that I could go ahead and get the epidural.. I said yayyy!!! I then had to lay through two more contractions before I could get up. I sat on the side and leaned against my mom clutching a pillow. I was so focused on the contractions and breathing through them so I wouldn't move that I never felt the needle from the epi! After they placed the epi I layed back down and within five minutes I could not feel my legs except for a tingling sensation(almost like they went to sleep). I could not feel my contractions except for right under my right breast. It was like a ball of pain. Almost like when you get a stitch in your side after running for a long time! I was so relaxed that I fell asleep by 11:45. My mom left and went to smoke a cigg, call some people to update them, and get something to eat. I woke about 12:55 and looked at my nurse(which was checking my monitors) and said I feel a bunch of pressure down there! She said she was about to check me, and when she did I was at a ten! The nurse was so shocked that I was already at a ten and she didn't have anything ready. She rushed around the room trying to get everything ready(which took about ten minutes.) She looked at me and said let my go out and tell the doctor we are ready to start pushing!
I was not scared at all until this point. This is the point where I just thought I don't wanna do this! It was like I was about to have an anxiety attack in the few seconds the nurse was gone. But then she came back and I knew it would only be a few minutes before my lil one joined me! I then looked at the doctor as he walked in and he said we were going to do some practice pushes. I pushed twice and he scrambled to get into his protective wear as I pushed the third time! The doctor looked at me as I rested till the next contraction and said that this was going to go really quick! On my nest contraction I pushed for a count of ten, took another breath and pushed for another count of ten. By then her head popped out! He told me to hold on so he could suction out her nose and mouth. I pushed once more and her body popped out! He held her up and even though I said I wouldn't cry, I did! I then watched as they took my baby to check her out and clean her up.
I managed to obtain a second degree tear during labor, so the doctor was stitching me up. My mother later told me that I had tore a little bit and then the doctor cut me. As the doctor stitched, I could feel the needle going in and out! He applied more ointment and I could still feel it. So he told the nurse to go get me a happy shot!! YAY! for happy shots!! I didn't feel anything after that! But it did make me very sleepy. I forced my eyes to stay open as I watched my baby take a bath and get dressed.

Pregnancy-First Month to Last Month

Hey everyone, my name is Cheyenne. I am 19 years old and currently a single mother from Alabama.                                                                                                                                                    Well it all began back in the month of April. I had my monthly on April 10th, 2009. I had sex with my baby daddy from then till I was around three months preggo! Well, when May 6th rolled around and no period I didn't even realize that it had not come. Then by the 12th I realized it should have been done came and gone! I went to the dollar general and bought two pregnancy tests... I went back home and took one, it almost immediately said positive. I cried for like two minutes and then said no it can't be, it must be some awful mistake. I left the house and went to a friends house. I talked to them for a while and then left and went back home.  I did not see my boyfriend till the next day and still I could not tell him... Then May 14th rolled around, (by the way this is my birthday) and I turned 19. I was super stressed out and went ahead and took the other pregnancy test. It was still positive!! Well I smoked religiously, so of course I went and bought me a pack of ciggs.(This was actually the last pack I smoked!) I smoked like a freight train and went over different ways to tell the baby daddy he got me knocked up... Well that night,around 9, my friend that I had already told decided to hint to my man that I was pregnant. He turned a ghost white and waited till she walked off. He called me outside and asked me what she was talking about. I said "What do you think she was talking about?" He just gave me a look like he could kill me for being sarcastic at a time like this..lol  I told him I was preggo and he said what the hell does that mean? I laughed and said it means pregnant dumbass... He turned even whiter, if thats even possible, and walked off... I decided to leave and take my friend home(which seriously got cussed out). I came back and went next door to my house. Oh yeah, did I mention his mother lived next door to me! Yeah fun! Well I didn't want to face his mother so I just didn't go back. His sister came next door and told me their mom wanted to talk to me and that she wasn't mad or anything. Did I also mention she can be a really big bitch! As scared as I was I went next door. She told me she wasn't mad but that she wanted a paternity test done after the baby was born.. That seriously pissed me off. She acted like I didn't know who my baby daddy was. Like I was some kind of big whore or something. But anyways, I digress...