So I have not had anytime to blog about my experiences during labor yet, but everyone keeps asking to see pics so I decided to post these first. A lot of these pictures I am not to fond of but it does give you an idea of anything I went through in those 25 hours. Enjoy!
Just getting the PartY started.
My mom watching my contractions.
6 hours in.
Contractions coming on strong.
Ben feeding me ice, it helped a lot.
My focal point and friend during contractions.
8 hours in.
Mom rubbing my feet, they were so swollen.
17 hours in and in pain. Beth was watching my contractions.
Ben being an awesome coach. 
Working through a nasty one with the help of my coach.
I look like hell but here I am breathing through a contraction, 18 hrs in.
4:57 pm and at my breaking point.
This picture was taken yesterday right before we went into the hospital. I got really emotional thinking that it could be the last one, but thankfully it wasn’t. I am going to try to take pics every few days to see if my belly continues to grow. I swear some days it looks and feels bigger than others!
So I shared with you pictures of the mess my mom and I had made in the nursery, but here is what came of that massive mess!
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Ben and I were going through our photos and realized that we never put pictures up of our honeymoon. We had an amazing time and thought we would share them a year and a half later.Plus our bodies were rockin, and trust me they or mine will be again! lol
So here we are at 1:15 in the morning, and I am happy to report there is no baby yet. Today was a nerve racking day to say the least. All I knew was that there was a possibility of induction today and I would have nothing prepared for it. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a planner and I always like to be prepared for EVERYTHING, but in this case there would have been no time. Do you know how hard it is to prepare for something when you are told not to get out of bed, let me tell you, it is nearly impossible.
I wish I could say today was like any other but the truth is that I was a mess all day on the inside and hiding it on the outside. After saving your urine for 24 hours and not being able to get up for anything other than to use the restroom it really puts things into perspective on just how serious things have gotten.
I woke up for the first time this morning around 8 a.m. I went into the nursery and cried while I said a prayer to God to give me strength today amongst other things. I sat there and looked at the outfit we had gotten our lil man to wear home from the hospital in newborn and just cried thinking about how it would not fit and there was no time to get him anything smaller, nor did I want to do that. So I took a deep breathe and said no to myself, there is no point to this because everything is going to be fine, God is going to take care of us as he always has.
The next time I woke up it was about 11:30 and I felt like I woke up a different person. I allowed myself to forget my fears and just told myself this is just another day, not a baby day. My wonderful husband brought me a delicious breakfast in bed and we just enjoyed one another again. Sometime shortly after we fell back asleep and did not wake up until 3 p.m. It was the best way to spend the day and definitely the most relaxing.
Now it is 5 and time to go to the hospital, and oh crept here comes the nerves again. I could feel it, my stomach was in a million knots. It felt like I was going to have to my fate decided. So we arrive at the hospital and the nurse took my blood pressure. 148/92, she told me I need to relax or it will make things worse. So I had them bring Ben into the room and what do you know 140/91, better. Next one 138/88 after we laughed at Ben’s old college id. After that my others were better as well. Ok so this was good because as long as I could keep my blood pressure down then that would be one less reason for an induction. The nurse comes in and says ok blood pressure is looking good so I am going to unhook you. Oh what a relief I somehow managed to lower my bp just by relaxing and not thinking about anything. As if waiting yesterday was not enough I would have to wait again to find out if I would have to be induced. It takes hours to get back my urine results so I would leave and they would call if I would need to come back in. Well it is a good thing that they are not checking my bp now, geeze.
Ben and I left the hospital and decided to go over to my brother’s for a home cooked dinner and some family tlc. As I was walking up to the door the phone rings and wouldn’t you know it, it is the hospital. At this point I am pretty sure my heart dropped a little. I thought they said hours, but ok bring it on. The nurse said I would have to come back to the hospital for some blood work they forgot to take. Funny part is I asked several times if they needed blood work and repeatedly told no, but never the less we were heading back to the hospital.
So blood work was painless and I was told that no news would be good news. So yet again I would just have to wait and see if my phone rings. But for now we are on our way back for that home cooked meal, yummy.
So after an awesome meal, realaxing, and some family time it is now 1:40 a.m. Ben and I are home and still no call from the hospital. What a relief again I must be doing something right, feels good.
Trust me I know things can chage in an instant but for now I remain possitive, count all my blessing and am so thankful that our lil man gets to grow for another day!
Now we wait until my appointment on Monday….
So it is obviously not a secret that I have had my share of problems with this pregnancy, but in the last few weeks things have gotten worst. Yesterday I went to the hospital for my NST but did not make it to that. Instead I walked right into triage and told them something does not feel right. Long story short I was throwing up all day, very dizzy, and seeing spots. See, I have known for a few weeks now that things have gotten worst, but I guess I really had no idea how bad they were. It turns out that toxemia get progressively worst and then becomes very harmful to the baby, because your body begins to reject pregnancy. It also causes your blood pressure to sky rocket and your kidneys to start to fail. Hearing all this is really over whelming for a 21 year old, of course then again it is most common at my age for first time pregnancies. So they had some blood work done at the hospital and it turned out that everything had gotten worst in a matter of a few days, since Tuesday was when I had my blood taken last. I swear sometimes I feel like a pin cushion. So after the labs were taken and my blood pressure I was set up for a 24 hour urine analysis and told that I would have to come back tomorrow at 5 tomorrow. Also just to make matters worse they told me the Dr’s name that would be on duty tomorrow if they would have to induce me, and it was not my doctor either. 
All I kept thinking was no way, he is not ready, 35 weeks and 3 days is just to early.
I have always had faith in God and believe that everything in life happens for a reason, but I also believe sometimes these reasons are just not fair. Just to make matters worst my parents would not be here since they went to Vegas for the weekend, oh I was devastated.
Ok so here is where we are; went in for vomiting, dizziness, and blurred vision, came out thinking I could be induced, have a premature baby tomorrow, my parents are not here, and why me? Holy crept it was a lot to process. So I cried to my mom, to myself and to Ben, and then decided I wasn’t going to cry anymore. At this point I knew that worrying about it would not do me or the baby any good, so my plan was to act like everything was fine. I came home I explained to Ben what could possibly be happening, we took a few minutes and then moved on. We spent the whole night laughing, watching movies, and just enjoying one another. I feel so blessed that I have someone so supportive in my life that allows me to see the good in everything even when evil is present.
So now we wait until 5…..