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3rd pregnancy

After my little false alarm, what ended up being 1 weeks before Nora was actually born, I was a little worried that I would hesitate going to the hospital when the real deal finally happened. I figured since this was baby #3, and they notorious for coming out quickly!, I’d end up on the evening news after having delivered my baby on the side of the 405 or something. Luckily, the way things played out there was no question it was time to go to the hospital, and no worries they would send me home again.

All week, after my false labor experience, I was having contractions on and off. They would happened most often at night. I’d wake with contractions in the middle of the night, be up for 2-3 hours with them and they would suddenly stop. It was frustrating beyond belief, but I knew my body was just gearing up for the big day and I needed to get used to interrupted sleep anyway πŸ˜‰

The morning of September 14th I woke up after a particular rough night with contractions having been up at least half the night on and off and I was sure that would be the day. It was my brother’s birthday and I knew how honored he would be to share his birthday with his new little niece. I even had a big burst of energy and just HAD to vacuum my whole house. I continued to have random contractions on and off all day. We went about our day like normal and took Lorne’s parents downtown to Seattle Center to walk around, check out the Space Needle and have lunch. My contractions continued very irregularly with sometimes more than an hour between them. By the end of the day I gave up hope that the 14th was our day and headed to bed.

For a change I was actually able to fall asleep quickly that night, I guess being up several nights in a row with contractions and walking around Seattle Center helped. At just before midnight on the 14th I woke having to go pee (gotta love late pregnancy). I rolled over in bed to get up and felt a little gush. For a moment I just laid there and thought “Did my water just break?” I stood up and felt more gushing, my water had broken. I managed to make to the bathroom without getting “water” all over the carpet! I woke Lorne up and called Labor and Delivery at the hospital (I didn’t want to head in unless they for sure wouldn’t send me home since I wasn’t yet having contractions). With the “come on in” approval from L&D we headed into the hospital. We got there around 1am.

In the car on the way to the hospital (sitting on a towel to protect the seats in my new van!) I started having some mild contractions. By the time we reached the hospital they had become a bit more regular. They got me changed out of my very wet pants and into the ever flattering hospital gown and hooked me up to the monitors to see what was going on. I was having contractions, mild ones, every 4-5 minutes and the baby was tolerating them very well. I had tested positive for Group B Strep so I was hooked up to an antibiotic drip and told not to have the baby before 5:15am so the meds would have time to work πŸ˜‰ The waiting began. We dimmed the lights. Lorne fell asleep in the ultra comfortable recliner and I tried my best to rest (I couldn’t really fall asleep, too much adrenaline). After a few hours the contractions picked up a bit and I asked to be checked so I could decide if I wanted an epidural this time or not. The nurse checked me and I was only 4 cms (just one more than I had been at my appointment 4 days prior). I opted to go ahead and get the epidural since I wasn’t progressing very quickly and the contractions were really picking up on the pain scale. I crossed my fingers that the epidural would work this time, unlike my experience with Anna’s delivery.

The anesthesiologist came in and administered the epidural. Pretty quickly my right leg went completely numb but I could still feel my left leg and I could still very much feel the contractions, not a good sign. With help from the nurse I rolled over onto my left side to see if that would help better distribute the meds. After a little while on my left side there was no improvement and my contractions really started to pick up. My legs were completely numb but my uterus and hips were not, not a great thing when having contractions. At around 8:15 my nurse checked me and I was 6 cms dilated. Almost immediately after that exam the contractions began to come every minute or so and intensified quite a bit pain wise. At 9 I called the nurse back in because my epidural, even after hitting the little buster button was not helping and I was starting to feel the urge to push.

Sure enough, after a quick exam it was determined I was 10 cms and the baby was very low. The nurse had me do a quick “practice” push to make sure I was at the point where I could move the baby down with a push. After determining that the baby was likely going to come very quickly they called my doctor’s partner (my doc was out of town) and asked her to come in ASAP. I spent some time doing a little pushing while we waited on the doctor. Once Dr. T arrived I pushed a few times and at 9:32am on September 15th, 2013 our little Nora Viviann was born.

Right after birth she spent about an hour on my chest for a little skin to skin time before they weighed her, measured her and cleaned her up. She was a total champ from the get go score high scores on her apgar screening and taking to breastfeeding right away with no troubles at all.

After spending a couple more hours in the delivery room so I could get some breakfast and be monitored to ensure everything was good after the delivery and epidural we headed to our mother/baby room. We spent a day there before heading home. I am not a fan of the hospital so getting to go home after 24 hours was nice. I enjoy the fairly good food delivered to my room whenever I’m hungry, but the constant noise and people coming and going from the room make it impossible to get any rest. So, once Nora and I were both checked out by our doctors we gladly headed home.

We are settling in nicely at home. Maya and Anna seem to be enjoying their new little sister. Most of the time they just go about their days as normal, but occasionally they will stop and give Nora a little kiss or a snuggle, it is so sweet. Nora is adjusting to life here at the Mitchell house very well. She is a very good baby so far. She eats, sleeps and poops like a perfect little newborn. I’ve even been getting 4 hour stretches of sleep at night. I can live with getting up once or twice at night at this point!

She is so adorable and sweet. The perfect addition to our group of princesses. I think we’ll keep her πŸ˜‰



Definitely in the home stretch now! I had my 36 week appointment today and from here on out I’ll be seeing my Doc every week until baby girl decides to make her appearance. Things are still looking great. Weight gain is good, blood pressure still normal and the baby felt and sounded great to the doctor. Her head is down and she has definitely dropped a bit in the last few days. My ribs are thanking her for that!

We talked about whether or not I would get an epidural this time around. I’m kind of on the fence. I had an epidural for both Maya and Anna but the one with Anna didn’t work and I essentially had a natural delivery. So, since I managed to make it through that delivery without pain medication perhaps I can do it again. After some brainstorming with my doc I’ve decided to take a wait and see how I feel approach. If I’m feeling pretty good and arrive at the hospital already fairly far along then I’ll skip the epidural. I’m going to leave the window open and play it by ear.

Things are pretty much ready for our newest Little Miss to arrive, everything except a name. Lorne and I can’t seem to agree. We have a short list of names and have our definitely favorites but we are both being stubborn. I want my favorite and he wants his favorite. So, we are still working on coming to a compromise of some kind. Other than that, we are good to go. Car seat is here and ready, crib is set up and ready to go, her room has been freshly painted and decorated (minus the name art I had planned) and she has clothes washed and ready to wear in her dresser. We are ready whenever she is.

I haven’t taken any belly shots lately but Lorne got a pretty good one over the weekend during our trip to the Olympic Peninsula. I’d say I’m ready to pop. I don’t think my belly can get any bigger!

Tomorrow I’ll be 33 weeks, crazy right! Is it just me or has this pregnancy flown by at some sort of warp speed. I probably wouldn’t feel so bad about it if I felt remotely ready for her arrival, but I don’t. Emotionally I’m ready. I’m over the early fears I had about adding a 3 kiddo to the mix. I feel completely confident that I am up to the challenge. However, logistically I (we) are not ready. The baby’s room is empty but for the crib so that Lorne can get it painted (hopefully before baby girl decides to make her debut). Since I donated almost everything baby related before we made the big cross country move last year I am sadly lacking in baby necessities. Luckily we have the crib and at the last minute decided to hold on to my boppy pillow. Thanks to a visit from Nana recently I’ve got a few more clothes for the little miss, but still need to get more. I need a bouncy seat, clothes, receiving and swaddling blankets, bottles, diapers and I’m sure the list is longer by my pregnant mommy brain won’t let me think of anything else right now.

One purchase we have made is a car seat. We have opted to skip the infant seat this go around and went straight to a convertible seat that is rated for 5lbs and up. I bought the new Chicco Nextfit. It gets great reviews and from what I’ve seen so far I really like it. We’ll see how it goes once little miss is in it. I hope I don’t regret foregoing the infant seat. But with Anna we only used it in the car because she hated it and I typically wear my babies while out and about anyway so I figure we’ll give it a whirl.

As I mentioned above, emotionally I’m doing pretty well at this point in the pregnancy. Physically I’m getting close to being over being pregnant. I feel pretty good. The nasty nausea and vomiting have not returned and I still have a pretty good amount of energy. My hips and pelvis feel, simultaneously, like I’m being ripped in half and they are being beaten repeatedly with a hammer. It feels about as good as you can imagine :/ My weight gain is on par with my previous 2 pregnancies and, again like my other 2 pregnancies, my blood pressure is awesome. I do feel as though I am feeling the aches and pains a little more this time around but I can probably chalk that up to the fact I’m older.

And now for the much anticipated belly shots, along with a little look back at what my belly looked like at this point with Maya and Anna. Some days I feel absolutely huge, and it does seem like this epic belly grows every day.

33ish weeks with Maya

Just over 33 Weeks with Anna

And drumroll please…33 Weeks with Baby Girl #3

Today was the big day, the day of our ultrasound. Last night I had the weirdest dreams. In one dream they told us the baby was a boy but when I posted the gender revel pictures online all the balloons turned pink. In another dream they kept changing their minds telling us first it was a boy and then changing it to a girl and then back to a boy, etc. I haven’t had a really solid feeling one way or the other this time around. At first I was leaning towards boy because I’ve been carrying weight differently this pregnancy and I was so much sicker in the beginning than I was with the girls. But, lately I’ve found myself going back and forth, hence the crazy dreams.

Well, the not knowing period is finally over. The verdict is in. We will be adding a…

…girl to our crew in September. Maya is super excited. She has said all along she wanted another sister. Anna doesn’t really have a clue but she loved the balloons she got to play with today thanks to our gender revel photo shoot :)

Introducing Baby Girl #3. I think she is going to be a cutie just like her big sisters :)


I’m halfway there, plus a few days! Last Saturday marked the halfway point of this pregnancy, 20 weeks. It really is crazy to think that I’m already 20 weeks and only have another 20 (give or take) to go. Β At times it feels like just yesterday that I was sitting here looking at the positive pregnancy test, completely stunned. This pregnancy is going by so fast so far.

Here are a few 20 week (+5 days) belly shots for you.

As I sit here writing this Yaris is kicking away. I truly can’t wait until Monday when we finally, FINALLY!, find out if this little monkey is a boy or a girl. I have never gotten this far into a pregnancy without knowing and the suspense is killing me. I don’t know how people make to the end of a pregnancy not knowing. I just couldn’t do it.

I am finally feeling pretty good and after 18+ weeks of constantly nausea and vomiting I was so ready to hit the “feeling good” point of this pregnancy. I still have days where I feel nauseous on and off but luckily those are much less often now and the good days outweigh the bad. Hopefully I can make it to the end not having to deal with crazy morning sickness again.

Settling in to enjoy my favorite part of pregnancy and anxious to make the big announcement next week. Is Yaris a boy or a girl? A few more days and we’ll finally know.