Introducing Nathan Felix! a birth story

Hello! I want to introduce the newest love of my life: Nathan Felix!

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He was born at November 20 measuring 6 lbs, 15 oz and 20 inches long! He is absolutely perfect! Here’s a moderately abridged version of his birth story:

On Wednesday, November 18, I had my 39 week checkup with my OB. Following my my 35 and 37 week ultrasounds, I had an additional ultrasound and appointment to measure the baby’s growthΒ progress. The ultrasound took over an hour and the radiologist was clearly trying to find better measurements because baby kept measuring below 10th percentile (the cutoff for “normal”). They finally put him at 11th percentile for size and sent me to my OB. Then my blood pressure was elevated again and here’s what my doctor said to me (I’ll never forget): “You’re done being pregnant now, right?” She then explained that due to the baby’s size, my elevated fluid levels and high blood pressure, there was no point in staying pregnant past 40 weeks and we should probably start the induction process that night.

Uhhhhh WHAT?! My mom (thank goodness she was with me!) and I were in shock. The OB said that I should report to the hospital that night for some medicine to help progress my labor and then we’d make some decisions. So Chris came and met me, we dropped the dog off at grandparent camp and headed to Brigham and Women’s Hospital. They set up me up with the monitors and of course my blood pressure was normal again. The gave me meds, kept me on the monitor for a few hours, then sent us home for our last night in our home without a baby. The next day we went back, got more medicine and were sent out for a few hours. I announced that I would not be going home without a baby, so they let me come back. We walked out of the hospital and down toward Fenway Park to Target to buy slippers where I promptly went into labor…then we got dinner and called and Uber back to the hospital. The sent us back up to triage, set me back up on the monitor, and informed us that there were 3 emergency c-sections ahead of me and no beds in labor and delivery, so sit tight. Eventually I fell asleep on the gurney and Chris fell asleep sitting up in a chair with his head against a sharps container and my labor stopped completely (womp womp). At 3:30 am they finally sent us up to L&D and started Pitocin (synthetic oxytocin, which is the hormone that starts labor). I went right into heavy labor. My contractions were right on top of one another and I demanded an epidural (I was much nicer once the drugs settled in). The nurse asked me about my birth plan and I explained that literally NOTHING about what was happening was on my plan and now I wanted drugs (I had originally envisioned a totally natural birth, which was no longer in the cards for me). I got the epi around 7:30, they turned the pitocin off around 9 and I progressed on my own for several hours. Around noontime I started shaking really violently and was told that it was a normal part of labor since my contractions were really strong…but then I spiked a temperature of 102.8 and the baby’s heart rate was getting really high. The nurses and doctors said that they usually only treat fevers up to 100.4 before other medical intervention (like a c-section), so I got really scared, but the antibiotics and tylenol kicked in really quick and I was fully dilated and it was almost baby time. They explained that due to my fever and the baby’s elevated heart rate, s/he would have to go to the NICU right after birth and get meds. That was also really scary, because I certainly did not want to be separated from my brand new baby. Then all of a sudden it was time to push.

I was expecting this part to be like the movies: tons of doctors, nurses and interns, screaming, crying, etc etc etc. Instead, it was super calm. The only people in the room were our nurse, Chris, me and the doctor checking in from time to time. It was eerily quiet. No screaming, no music, no obnoxious words of encouragement (Thanks Chris!) and 2 hours later, the OB announced “one more long steady push” and then all of a sudden she held a baby up over me and said “JUST LIKE DADDY!” and there was Nathan at 3:31 pm! There he was! Chris and I couldn’t believe he was here, and he was a boy! He scored an 8/9 on his APGAR, we did some skin to skin and then they took up to the NICU.

We stayed in the hospital for 3 nights because they couldn’t really figure out what caused my infection, so we were both on IV antibiotics despite neither of us having a fever after birth. We finally went home on Monday morning where my parents and Gloria met us and we started our life as a real family!

Nathan and I are doing great so far! We had his 2 week pediatrician’s appointment yesterday and he’s up to 8 lbs, 7 oz. The doctor couldn’t even believe it, since most babies are working on getting back to birth weight at 2 weeks. I guess you could say he’s a good eater, since he eats every 2 hours, day and night! We’ve been walking outside every day and starting to go into public a little. He’s such a little doll and we’re just head over heels in love.

So that’s where we’re at right now! Motherhood is a crazy thing. All of a sudden my life changed completely and I went from being pregnant to being a mom. I’m already forgetting the trials and tribulations of being enormously pregnant (and I almost fit back into my jeans thanks to my piglet son). I’m not exactly eating great, but we’re doing the best we can. I love being a mom and now can’t picture my life any other way (sorry for the gross new mom rant) (I’m not really sorry)

xoR

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Flex and Shout Grows By One!

Hello!

I know what you’re thinking: Flex and Shout is still a thing?! I haven’t posted in AGES…but I promise I had a good excuse!

I’m preggo! Chris and I are so excited to finally tell everyone now that we’re comfortably in the second trimester and everything is going perfectly! So I figured I’d give you all a little update of my pregnancy so far, although it’s been pretty uneventful.

Symptoms: TIRED. Until about 14 weeks I was facing serious fatigue, to the point where I was sleeping 10 hours/night (typically on the couch because Chris couldn’t even wake me). Around 14 weeks I began to perk back up and have even stayed up past 1o o’clock on several occasions! I was pretty nauseated for the first few weeks, but luckily never got sick and otherwise, my symptoms have been mild.

Cravings: Initially bread, bagels, pasta and crackers since I was nauseous, more recently spicy food, sweet fruit like mango and pineapple, and very specifically, chicken salad subs. Otherwise, eating healthy with lots of fruits, veggies and lean proteins. Missing sushi a lot.

Workouts: Until week 12 I was basically walking about 20 mins a day, and doing basic weigh training 2-3x/week when I could manage to stay awake that long. Around week 12-13 I was able to add some circuit training back with more rest time and at week 14 I was able to do some modified HIIT as long as I kept my workouts less than 45 minutes. I’m loving my TRX, kettlebells, and yoga mat lately.

Feelings about this body change: It’s a freaking rollercoaster ride that everyone I come in contact with is now riding with me. The first couple of weeks were really difficult for me, quite honestly. I outgrew my bras at 6 weeks (seriously) and my clothes really starting fitting differently early on. I was too small for maternity, but my regularly clothes didn’t really fit my new and different proportions. At 13 weeks my belly really started to grow and my pants started getting really tight. Now at 15 weeks, my belly has definitely arrived and catching up with my boobs. Now that my energy is coming back, I’m feeling better about getting back into a routine with moderate exercise and a reasonable sleep schedule. I’m also getting used to listening to my body, since it’s no longer just my body, I’m sharing with this little person inside me! Talk about a crazy feeling! I’ve made sure to stay in close contact with my ED team, including my therapist and nutritionist and large support network of friends and family. Whenever I start to feel panicky about my changing body, I put my hands on my belly and remember: someone in there needs nutrients and care. I think pregnancy is certainly a test to recovery, but I feel myself feeling more and more confident in my skills to continue on the right path.

So here I am so far:

 

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I hope you’ll forgive me for being absent the past couple of months and I also hope you’ll stick around to see how this wild ride pans out! Have a fabulous week!

xoR