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July 15, 2012 By Nicole at Mommy Moxie Leave a Comment

Birth Plans are a Waste of Paper {Baby B2’s Birth Story}

Hey all!

I know…it’s been a while.  A LONG while.  Things have been crazy busy here, and I think about blogging all the time but haven’t had the opportunity to sit down and write.  My Etsy shop took off in January and I’ve been trying to stay on top of things ever since then (with minimal success). All the while, I’ve been thinking about the post sitting in my Drafts folder-the one about Baby B2’s birth.

 

In case you’ve forgotten, B2 decided to arrive six weeks early.  I would have never thought in a million years that I would have a baby early, not after having to be induced with J3 because he was so large and I was past my due date.  I had already discussed birthing options with my OB in case this one decided to go late as well.  So you can imagine my surprise…

 

November 11th, 2011 was an interesting day.  Not only was it 11-11-11, but I was in a good mood and actually feeling okay.  I decided to go to a fabric store about 25 miles south of me to try and track down some more of the elusive Adam fabric from my maternity gown line.  I lifted J3 into the cart, and when I did, there was a twinge; nothing big, just a little nip that I noticed.  As I walked through the store, I was having (what I thought was) Braxton-Hicks contractions.  Again, nothing severe, just enough for me to look down at my belly and say “hey mister, don’t you think for one moment you are coming early.  I am nowhere’s close to ready.  You have no bedding and I just pulled the bassinet down from the attic”.  Then I laughed and went on with my day.

 

Later that night, J2 was at work and J3 was in bed.  I was sitting in my office, wrapping up some orders and I sat down to enter some information into my inventory system.  I felt a gas bubble, so instead of letting it sit there and make me uncomfortable, I tried to force it out.  Suddenly I felt like I had peed my pants!  I’m sitting there thinking “What the h*ll was that?!?  Did I just pee myself?  Do I have no bladder control anymore?”  It was shortly before one in the morning and time for me to go to bed anyway, so I got up to turn everything off.  When I stood up, it felt like I was peeing again.  Just a little bit, like I had leaked.  So I went into our bedroom, took off my clothes and threw them in the hamper, shaking my head at my leaky bladder.  I then went in and used the bathroom, emptying said leaky bladder.  “HA!” I thought.  “No more leaking.”

 

As I started to grab my nightclothes, I remembered I had left the iced tea out on the counter.  I headed out in the kitchen, naked as the day I was born (thank heavens the blinds were closed.  It would have been terrible scaring anyone passing by!).  I grabbed the jar of tea, and in the process, knocked a fork off the counter and onto the floor.  As I bent over, the stream down my leg was unmistakable.  It was at that moment I thought something might be wrong.

 

I headed back into our bedroom, put on my nightclothes and found the sanitary pads I hadn’t had to use in months.  My mind was going a million miles a minute as I tried to wrap my head around the fact that something just wasn’t right.   I picked up the iPad off my nightstand and entered “leaking amniotic fluid” into the search engine.  It only took me reading through the first three entries-I called the cardiac ICU where my husband works and shakily asked if he was available.

 

When my husband picked up the phone, he thought I was calling to say goodnight.  Instead, I asked him if he could go up to the Labor and Delivery unit to see if they would give him a test to bring home in the morning to see if what I was leaking was amniotic fluid.  It was very quiet on the other end of the line for a moment, then my husband asked if I was sure.  I explained to him what had happened and that I thought this what it was, but I wasn’t leaking that much.  He told me he would call me back after he had talked to the girls upstairs.

 

By the time he called me back, whatever was flowing out of my body was flowing a little faster.  When J2 called me back, he was in L&D and he started asking me questions as they asked him. After I had answered a few, I heard one of the girls sternly say “She needs to get in here RIGHT NOW.  This is serious.”  My heart hit the floor.

 

I texted T-Spot and asked her if she was still awake.  Instead of getting a text back, my phone rang. “What’s wrong?” she asked and I could hear the worry in her voice.  “Oh, nothing much.” I said.  “I may need you to watch J3-I need to go in to L&D.  I think I’m leaking amniotic fluid.”  “WHAT?!?”  she screeched into the phone.  “Well, I think my water may be leaking.  I need to go in and have them stop it, but I don’t want to wake J3.  Can you watch him?” I asked.  “Stay there” she told me.  “I’m on my way to get you.  I’ll wake BBKF and she can watch J3”.

 

By now I was starting to fully realize what was going on.  I was going to have to be admitted at least for a little while and I had no maternity hospital gown!  I make and sell them, and mine was only cut out and not finished.  I burst into my office and grabbed the only gown that was almost done and started applying the snaps.  I was still applying snaps when T-Spot and BBKF arrived.  By now I had leaked through three pads and about to fill a fourth.  But I was bound and determined to get that gown done!  I hadn’t showered that day, my hair needed coloring and I was in desperate need of a manicure and pedicure, but by golly, I was going to wear one of my gowns.

 

I went over details with BBKF and then eased in to T-Spot’s truck, leaking fluid all over.  By the time we got to the hospital, my jeans were soaked.  My husband met me downstairs and then helped me up to the fifth floor where a L&D nurse showed me to a room.  After a barrage of questions she had me take off my pants so that she could check out what was going on.  She was so sweet as she conducted her examination and answered all of my questions, but then she dropped the bomb.

 

“So, are you ready to have a baby today?” she asked.  Both my husband’s and my head whipped around as we asked in unison, “WHAT?!?”  “Your water has broken” she replied.  “You’re going to have your baby today.”  Both our eyes were as huge as saucers.  A million thoughts started running through my head.  “You can’t stop it?  Please, stop it” I begged.  But no matter how hard I pleaded with her, she just shook her head no and left my husband and me alone so that we could talk.

 

We both knew that the hospital where my husband worked and where I had planned on giving birth was not equipped to handle a baby this early, so we had to choose another hospital in the system that had a Neonatal ICU (NICU).  John had worked at one and it was the closest, so we choose to go there-30 miles away.

 

Now I haven’t been sick nor have I ever been in a hospital except for J3’s birth, so I didn’t know that I had to ride in an ambulance to get to the medical center 30 miles away.  There’s nothing like being walked through the hospital and the ER where your husband works on a gurney!  They loaded me in and I immediately started to call my family to let them know Baby B2 was on his way and there was nothing I could do to stop his arrival.

 

When we arrived, there was a flurry of activity as they tried to assess exactly where I was labor-wise.  I had been experiencing a few contractions, but nothing regular nor serious.  After I was hooked up to the various monitors, the nurse checked to see how much I had dilated.  I was only at a 3, so then it was a waiting game.

 

By this point, it was seven in the morning and I hadn’t slept in over 24 hours.  BBKF and T-Spot arrived with J3 around this time, but I knew I needed to sleep.  As I dozed, the nurses closely monitored my contractions, which I didn’t even notice.  I was able to sleep about three or four hours, but then the contractions started getting more powerful.  I was pretty determined to ride out the pain but my lack of sleep was making that difficult.  With each contraction Baby B2’s heart rate started doing funny things, and the nurse alluded to an imminent c-section if we didn’t do something.  After discussing it with J2 and the nurse, we decided to try an epidural to see if that would help alleviate the stress on B2.

 

The epidural was exactly as I had remembered it from J3’s birth-slightly uncomfortable, but effective.  Just as I was starting to relax, the charge nurse from the NICU stopped by to “prepare” us for what was about to happen.  “When you have a baby this early, they will end up staying here in the NICU until their due date” she said.  “There is a good possibility that your baby will have heart problems, respiratory issues and maybe even mental issues.  Be prepared for them to weigh four pounds or so, although they might weigh less.  I just want to prepare you.”  She smiled, then turned and left the room.

 

I took one look at J2 and burst into tears.  He held me in his big strong arms as I sobbed and sobbed, his eyes wet as well.  Thoughts of every little thing I had done “wrong” while pregnant was running through my head.  I had drank soda, I had eaten some sushi one night, I had that cup of coffee, I had been terrible about exercising.  Which one had been the transgression that had landed us here?

 

We didn’t have much time to dwell on the “possibilities” the nurse had mentioned.  Soon things were progressing quickly, but the doctor on call that weekend was in another case.  The epidural was so strong on one side I couldn’t feel my left leg and so light on the other I felt most everything.  B2’s heart rate was starting to fluctuate again, so the nurse put me on oxygen and paged the anesthesiologist.  The anesthesiologist came in and adjusted the epidural, but by that time I was starting to feel the need to push.  The doctor was still in the other room and the drug that the nurse had given me to slow down my labor was not working.  I was starting to worry and it was reflected in B2’s heart rate, so I told the nurse I was going to start pushing, doctor or not.  We had been asking to meet him all day and he hadn’t stopped by, so I could have cared less if he was there.  I know nurses are just as, if not more competent than doctors sometimes and I was willing to find out if this was the case.

 

Just as I started to push, the doctor strolled in.  He got a chilly reception from both me and my husband, although it didn’t seem to bother him.  He gowned up, sat down, and acted like he’d been there all day long.

 

Labor was short-four sets of four 10 second pushes and little Baby B2 was welcomed into the world.  As the doctor pulled him out, it was obvious he was no four pound baby.  Little B2 must have felt the same way about the doctor as his parents, for he immediately started peeing all over him!  The NICU nurses, including the charge nurse that I had dubbed the “NICU Nazi” were there and quickly nabbed B2 to check him out.  No skin-to-skin contact, no latching on-nothing like what I had planned.  When I say I think birth plans are a waste of paper, this is what I mean. Labor and delivery is extremely unpredictable.  Nothing is guaranteed.  You may *think* it’s going to go a certain way, but the vast majority of the time it will not.  We all need to wake up and start calling them “birth wishes” instead because the more you plan, the more is bound to go wrong.

((Hops off soapbox))  Sorry, had to get that one off my chest.  Anyway…

B2 weighed in at 6 pounds 13 ounces and 19 3/4 inches long.  His Apgar score was good, but his breathing was a little erratic so off to the NICU he went.  I didn’t even get to hold him.  I had only been able to see him up close for a moment before he was gone.

 

 

The aftermath of the delivery was horrible.  I had asked J2 to go with B2 to the NICU, so I was alone with the doctor and my nurse.  Don’t get me wrong-my nurse was amazing, but the doctor gave me the creeps.  I stared at the ceiling, tears running down my face, as the doctor attempted to deliver the placenta.  Childbirth may be painful, but I’d push out a baby ten times over than have the doctor yank the placenta out again.  I was in so much pain and I couldn’t do a darn thing.  The manual extraction of the placenta actually took longer than it took to deliver B2!!  Finally he was done and I was left alone to wonder how my baby boy was doing…

 

That’s it for now…stay tuned for more tales of

** Our life in the NICU

** Life with a preemie

** The repercussions of the delivery

** How postpartum depression can kick you in the teeth (and that there are other symptoms to PPD other than just depression)

**When breastfeeding doesn’t work out the way you planned

 

 

Filed Under: Maternity Moxie, OH Baby Baby, Sunday Confessionals Tagged With: Baby B2, birth plan, NICU, preemie, premature birth

October 18, 2011 By Nicole at Mommy Moxie 15 Comments

Choosing the Right Photographer for your Maternity Photo Session {Part Two of a Two Part Series}

As I mentioned yesterday, choosing a photographer to do my maternity photo session was easy for me.  Tamara of RTC PhotoWork and I had not only met a few different times in person, but we also created inspiration folders on Pinterest.  This allowed me to put photos that I liked in one place and tag Tamara to see what she thought.  She would also suggest photographs and from that we came up with a list of poses to try.  I believe that with professional photographs, rapport is one of the most important things you can have with the photographer and we definitely have that!

Rapport is not the only thing you want to consider when looking for a photographer though; Tamara discusses some of the other things to think about below . So with that…

TAKE IT AWAY TAMARA! 

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You are ready to celebrate your pregnancy with maternity photos.  What next?  Figure out what you want.  Do you want boudoir style photographs, studio, outdoor, with your partner or kids?  Then, get online to do research and ask your friends if they hired someone for their maternity photos.  Look at as many photos and photographers as you can.  When you find one that stops you in your tracks to think, “I want photos like that!” (even if you follow that up with, “but I don’t think I could pull it off”) contact that photographer right away!  You found what you want.  I can guarantee you the majority of a photographer’s clients fall into 2 categories:  1) “I could never pull it off.  I don’t look like that!” and 2) “He/she must be really good if every client looks that good!”  Don’t feel bad if you’re in the first group.

I can also guarantee you that if they are getting either of those 2 responses from you, they know what they are doing.  Good lighting, poses, careful styling, and a deep understanding of photography and editing will bring out the best in everyone.

RTC PhotoWork Meghan Fort Worth Water Gardens Maternity Session

First and foremost, do NOT go with the cheapest photographer you find.  He/she will typically not have the experience to guarantee awesome results or to inspire confidence in you…and the last thing you need when you’re feeling insecure in your new body is to be with someone unsure how to get you comfortable or how to create beautiful, flattering photos for you.

RTC PhotoWork Lindsey Waco Maternity Photo Session  Second, do NOT wait to hire a photographer or book your session.  As soon as you realize you are pregnant and wanting photos, start your search!  I recommend having your session between 30-34 weeks.  Most women have a very pregnant shape by the beginning of the third trimester, so don’t get caught in the trap of “I want to make sure I look pregnant” and end up waiting until you could have your baby any day.  I firmly believe that 30-34 weeks is best for most women because they still have some of that second trimester energy, the belly button is more likely to not have popped out yet, and lying down isn’t so uncomfortable.  I recently had a session with a woman who was due within days of her session, and positions that I would typically include like lying down were uncomfortable for more than 1 or 2 shots.  Discomfort is the last thing I want to give to any of my clients, especially the pregnant ones.  Having your session earlier in the third trimester also gives you time to actually enjoy your photographs and not feel rushed to pick something before you go into labor or, even more stressful, when you’re picking out your newborn photos.  You also want to make sure that you get the photographer you want to work with and that you won’t miss out because they’re already booked up.

Third, if you are insecure (about the linea nigra, stretch marks, etc.) and are sure you want them removed, make sure you are working with a photographer who is a proficient retoucher.  I don’t un-pop a belly button, but I can and will remove that line and stretch marks so that no one will know they were ever there.  I also help a woman’s figure a little bit because I never want her to look at her photos and wish she wore something else or didn’t have photos created at all.  It is my job as a professional photographer to never let a client see photos that is unflattering, and and it is my job to create a beautiful documentation of this time in your life.  (This is another case for not hiring the cheapest you can find.  They may not do any retouching at all.  They may literally give you EVERY photo they shot, and trust me when I say you don’t WANT every shot!)

What are some questions to ask yourself when hiring a photographer for maternity photographs?

  • Does he/she have a pre-session consultation to go over your concerns, ideas, and session in depth before the day of your session.  (This is CRUCIAL to you having confidence in the photographer, his/her process, and in yourself in the session.)
  • Does he/she listen to your concerns about your body?  Does he/she seem to understand and have solutions?
  • Does he/she collaborate with you about your session?
  • Does he/she respect styling/nudity boundaries you set?  (This goes for the session itself plus the use of your photos for marketing purposes.)
  • Does he/she inspire confidence and comfortability or take away your concerns and fears? (Have you noticed a theme?  Confidence and comfort are number 1!)

With that, I say to you congratulations and have fun with your photos!  This is a special time for you and your growing family, so do try and forget all that other stuff that’s getting you down!

 

Thanks Tamara!  Be on the lookout for the results of our photo session soon.  Until then, does anyone else have input on choosing the right photographer (no matter what the occasion)?

If you or someone you know is expecting or just delivered, contact me using the contact form.  Photos and written content provided by Tamara Curry are copyright to RTC PhotoWork and are posted on the Mommy Moxie blog with permission.  None of these photos are to be printed or posted anywhere, whether in part or in whole, unless given the express permission of RTC PhotoWork.  Please contact me at t.jcurry@yahoo.com for permission if you would like to repost any images or content. 

Filed Under: Maternity Moxie, Mommy Moxie Must Haves, Monday Musings, OH Baby Baby

October 17, 2011 By Nicole at Mommy Moxie 16 Comments

The Importance of Maternity Photography {Part One of a Two Part Series}

Two and a half years ago I was pregnant with my first baby, a boy, and in the sweltering Texas July heat was NOT a happy camper.  I was huge (I had gained 40 pounds thanks to an inordinate amount of ice cream) and felt like a whale waddling on land.  In fact, this is me on my actual due date, which was the day before I was induced.


The only reason I’m smiling is because my mother, who had just gotten in town from Phoenix, made me smile.  It was my husband’s and my second anniversary and all I could think about was that tomorrow I wouldn’t be carrying a watermelon around in my abdomen (and that we were finally going to get to meet our son, I’m not totally callus ;).  From the very beginning of my pregnancy, I hated how I looked-the veins, the swelling, the stretch marks and everything else that goes with being pregnant.  It’s no surprise that when approached about taking maternity photos the answer was a definite NO.

Fast forward the clock to now.  Here I am, pregnant with our second little boy and although I am much more appreciative of the miracle of which I am a part, I am still not happy with the changes in my body.  I’ve already gained 30 pounds in a little over 30 weeks and although I am not fond of how I look, I knew I wanted professional maternity photos done.  Why?  Because I seriously regret not documenting my first pregnancy more than I did.  I want to remember that although pregnancy isn’t easy (especially when you’re almost 40), it’s an amazing time.  I want to remember what it was like when it was just three of us, I want to remember that the uncomfortable things in life can bring us the greatest joy.  Overall, I just want to remember.  I believe our photos will provide all of that.

For me, choosing a photographer was quite simple;  I had seen Tamara of RTC PhotoWork’s portfolio and loved it, plus she is such an amazing person overall.  We’ve gotten together a couple of times to discuss what I want and I asked her if she would be interested in writing a guest post for me about the importance of maternity photography and what to expect from a photographer.  She graciously agreed to do a two part series; today is the first installment.

TAKE IT AWAY TAMARA!

RTC PhotoWork Lindsey Waco Maternity Photo Session I firmly believe that there are times in our lives we should document regardless of how we feel about our bodies.  Pregnancy is by far one of those precious times.  Hormones running a muck, growing waistlines, an otherwise bizarre body shape, and an insecure body image amidst the changes which are our excuses for avoiding cameras during pregnancy are the very reasons we need to get in front of cameras.

I will admit that I did not have maternity photos created when I was pregnant with Tristan.  I didn’t love my body, but deep down my real reason for not taking up offers for maternity sessions came down to one thing:  celebration.  I didn’t feel like celebrating my pregnancy at the time, and I knew that would show in the photos.  That lack of celebration for me was why I wasn’t so welcoming of the body changes.  It’s that celebratory attitude that gets lost when we focus on stretch marks, inches, and pounds.

Maternity photos are not just about a bump.  They are not something we do just for our children to look back on.  They are a way for us to celebrate the baby we’re about to meet, to celebrate our current partner or family, and to celebrate the strength of our bodies.  That baby bump is beautiful.  As women, we need to take back our bodies and take back celebrating what we are capable of.  Think of all the things going on inside that space in your body.  You’ve grown a brand new organ and a person!  All those extra pounds you’re worrying about are extra blood and fluids to nourish and protect your baby, a brand new organ which filters what goes to and from him;  we’re not talking about too much pie or Cheetos, ladies.  That line running down from your middle is proof of hormones which tell your body how to grow your child for 40 weeks!  There is such power in that, in us!
RTC PhotoWork Meghan Fort Worth Water Gardens Maternity  Session  I get it, I really do.  Our society prizes a certain standard, and we cling to that standard because it’s what we know.  Perhaps you feel your identity slipping away with the body you used to recognize.  All these things make it hard to see past the practical uses for the changes and to feel empowered.  It’s definitely a choice we have to make.  As someone in front of and behind the camera a lot, I can say that stepping in front of the camera can be where we start to take our power and celebration back.  Those moments in front of the lens can be you standing up to the world (particularly yourself) and saying, “There is nothing wrong with my body, and I am excited about what the changes will bring!”  It’s okay if you don’t feel all “I am woman, hear me roar” in the moment, but I guarantee you will feel like you reclaimed your body and new identity at least a little bit.  Then, when you see the beautiful photos created, you will see that what you criticize in the mirror isn’t so bad after all.  Sometimes we have to change what we’re doing before our thinking follows suit.  Perhaps you will be reminded that what you’re documenting isn’t this physical metamorphosis.  What you’re documenting is a life created and a life changed.  (Please, let that sink in…)

 

So how did you document your pregnancy?  Moms, did you have professional maternity pictures taken? Soon-to-be moms, are you planning a session (or have you already had one done)?  Did how you feel about your body make an impact on that decision?

Join us tomorrow for the second installment of this series, which will give you hints on how to select a photographer, what to expect from your session and more!

  If you or someone you know is expecting or just delivered, contact me using the contact form.  Photos and written content provided by Tamara Curry are copyright to RTC PhotoWork and are posted on the Mommy Moxie blog with permission.  None of these photos are to be printed or posted anywhere, whether in part or in whole, unless given the express permission of RTC PhotoWork.  Please contact me at t.jcurry@yahoo.com for permission if you would like to repost any images or content. 

Filed Under: Maternity Moxie, Mommy Moxie Must Haves, Monday Musings, OH Baby Baby Tagged With: body image, maternity photography, maternity photos, photographs, pregnancy, RTC PhotoWork, self esteem

October 13, 2011 By Nicole at Mommy Moxie 2 Comments

The Ten Essential Items Every Maternity Wardrobe Should Have

Hey Everyone!

I know, long time no post.  I apologize.  Business has been going well and now that fall has (kind of) arrived, things are slowing down a bit.  J3 is in school, we’ve got a rhythm going and everything is great!  Now I have no excuse not to be back on a regular blogging schedule.

Over the past few months, I’ve had the opportunity to talk to quite a few moms and soon-to-be moms about what items they feel are absolutely vital to have in your closet when you’re pregnant.  Since pictures don’t really do the topic justice, I decided to vlog it for you since it’s definitely information worth sharing .  The video clip is only 15 minutes I promise–enjoy!

 

 

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