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A bouncing baby boy! [22 May 2005|09:45am] [ mood | cheerful ] [ music | My baby ] I had my baby! May 17th, 2005 Aedan Lee Newcombe 9 pounds 3 ounces 22 inches long So here's my story. On tuesday Rusty left for work as usual, and I was home alone. I had started feeling some discomfort in my lower belly but I really didn't think much of it. Rusty came home early from work, and then myself, Rusty, Jess and Kate went to Pats house to visit my mom. While we were there I had to lay on the couch because the pain in my belly was getting worse. At around 5:00pm I went to use the bathroom and I had lost my mucus plug and it was a dark brown, so I figured I'd call my doctor just to make sure everything was okay. He told me that he thought myabe I was in early labour and to watch my contractions and maybe he'd see me in a few hours at the hospital. I didn't want to get my hopes up, so I headed home and laid around the house for a bit. Then all of a sudden my contractions started getting worse. They were coming about every 8 minutes apart, then every 5 minutes until they reached the 3 minute mark. That's when Rusty suggest I take a shower to see if that would make them stop. But it didn't work, and about at this time every contraction nearly brought me to my knees. It was around 9:00pm now so we decided to get our hospital stuff together and head out. I still thought that they were going to send me home, but I couldn't take the pain anymore and I was hoping they could give me something for it. We stopped at a Mcdonalds on our way there, and I almost backed out of going to L&D. But we finally arrived at the hospital and they wheeled me up to the maternity floor. They checked me and I was still only about 2 cm dialated and 80% effaced. They hooked me up to the baby monitors and around 2-3 hours later they checked me again. I had gone to a 4 and was 100% effaced, so they decided to check me in. They stuck an IV in me, and gave me staydol (sp?). I was trying for no drugs, but the pain was really intense. The Staydol was suppose to take the edge off the contractions so I could sleep and get some rest. What a lie! All it did was make me extremly drowsy and I acted like I was drunk. I would sleep for about 2 minutes between contractions then wake up and be in the worst pain of my life. And in between contractions I acted so tipsy! I remember vaguly talking about emus and llamas wearing tube socks around their necks. At around 4:30 am or so they checked me again and I was an 8, they tried vainly to break my water, but they couldn't do it. Rusty called my sister Jess and my mom and told them to head on over to the hospital. Around 5:00am I was fully dialated and ready to push. So my nurse called my Dr. and told me he'd be here in about 10-15 minutes. I swear I almost started to cry, the urge to push was so great and the pain was so bad I didn't think I was going to make it. I remember yelling at the nurses' syaing that I needed to push and they weren't going to stop me. Rusty was urgently trying to calm me down and to help me breathe. But I had never been in so much pain! And the breathing techniques were making me light headed and everyone was making me mad and irratated. Jess and my mom finally arrived and were trying to help keep me calm. But to no use. Finally I thought the Dr had arrived but it was only another nurse and I snapped at her, saying "The next person who walks through that door is dilvering this baby! I don't care who it is, I'm going to push!" I think they took my seriously, because the next person who walked through was my Dr. I started to cry and asked him if I could push. He laughed and told me to wait another few minutes. He then broke my water and checked the position of the baby. He told me that the babys head was in the wrong position and that I would have to try and "spin" him the other way while I was pushing or he would have to use the forceps to turn him about. Then he gave me the okay to push. Oh my god! Nothing ever felt so wonderful and so horrible at the same time. I pushed for about 37 minutes and I did indeed spin him around myself, and then at 5:57 am I had my baby boy. They placed him directly on my belly while Rusty cut the cord, and I remember crying and laughing and being in so much pain! Then they took my baby and stiched me up (I needed 12 stiches). When everything was pretty much over my friend Kate came into the room and told me she has heard me screaming from all the way in the waiting room! And after that I just started to recover from the whole ordeal. I must be off now my baby is hungry! I'll post more later. 4 tried their luck ø (put your name in the goblet)

Baby baby baby baby bavy [29 Apr 2005|01:59pm] [ mood | calm ] [ music | The new Used C.D.- Thanks Jessy! ] Well, figured I'd update today. I mean its only been about 87324767467236472647 years since my last entry and all. Yeah, well that number would probably look more realistic if I put comas in it. But hell, I failed Algebra and I can't remember if there's a coma between every three numbers... or two... Or is it even called a coma? There's probably some technical mathamatical term for it. Oh fuck it. So I am on maternity leave. No more work for me! It's strange, kinda like I'm Jessy... except I don't have to call work and let em know I won't be in. My baby is HUGE! Okay maybe not exactly huge, just I feel huge. I shouldn't blame my baby for my hugeness. But I mean... damn. There is an awful lot that high school health seems to skip over. I mean, has anyone out there actually seen 10 centimeters? If not go to your cupboard. Take out your dinner plate and hold it up to your vagina. Yeah. There's a nice little mental imagery for you. Now imagine a head coming out of it. Okay maybe I'm over exgerating just a tad. Rusty and I are trying to gather the last few things we need for the babe. We've got most of it... I think. But yet everytime I walk into the baby section of a store I'm just like "Okay... what is this? And why in hell do I need a rectal thermomitor?" Isn't that cruel? And Rusty is all like, "We gotta just make sure we don't stick it in to far..." Okay Stop. We? No no no no... I carried him for nearly 10 months, I think it's only fair he gets the job of sticking things up our babys anus. Not me. But really everytime I htink I'm pretty prepared for the baby, I find out about 20 different things that I still need. I wish I had had a baby shower. But atlas my friends and family seem to be a little slack on their part of it. I mean first Dez was suppose to do it.... well? Where is it? I dunno, maybe Jess and mom can work on it and plan it for after I have the baby. Then hopefully Kate can make it to. I dunno... just kinda sucks. God! I'm so hot. I swear, all I do is sweat and urinate. That's it. Oh and create breast milk. Mustn't forget that one! I feel bad for everyone in my apartment. I keep the AC on all the time. It must be almost 60 degrees in here. But I'm not turning it off. No fucking way. If they want to be warmer they can walk their asses outside and sit on the balcony. Well I'm off to sleep. Oh yeah, I have "Prepared childbirth" class tommorow from 9:00 am to 5:00pm. I'm actually kinda excited. I haven't really been around any other Pregnet women. Hopefully there not as mean as I am... 1 tried their luck ø (put your name in the goblet)

[16 Jan 2005|06:40pm] [ mood | amused ] [ music | Death to Smoochy ] Well today I have mostly been cleaning, reading and listening to music. I'm so glad, my house is all nice and clean. Took me all god damn morning but hell it was fucking worth it. I'm reading a really good series it's the "Wheel of time" books. I've never really took the time to get into them untill I met my husband. He fucking worships that series, and I've got to admit, it really is kick ass. Ohhhh... I'm hungrey. We haven't gone grocery shopping yet so we are literally out of food. I need food! Muah. Man I've been listening to Big D and the kids table and sum 41 non-stop all friggin day. Right now I'm trying to find a place to download Big D's "New England" but it seems no where on the internet nor Warez or Imesh has it. I'm pretty bummed. I really want to hear it! Ohhh... New England. Patriots won! Not that big into Football but Rusty is. So whenever a team I like is playing against a team he favors I get kinda excited. He was telling me all week that the colts were going to bring down NE but HA! They did no such thing! Big D and the kids table: "L.A.X." Hey, elitists from L.A.; Los Angeles, California you know who you are you're driving fancy cars your allowance exceeds my rent well listen to what I have to say remind yourselves every day let's get the message on its way well first of all, fuck your fucking attitudes how can you be so fucking rude? you fucking look at me like when girls are jealous and fuck your fucking L.A. bars you're all a bunch of wannabe superstars yeah, fuck your fucking act you're a bunch of dressed up fucking rats you get anything you want mommy's jobless fucking runt you're fucking lounging in daddy's fucking mansion and all your fucking stupid names Blair and Tavis, that's fucking lame Z-A-H-C does not spell Zack, what the fuck is with all that? And you think you're so fucking impressive Cause you can get your name on the fucking guestlist raise your nose to the people in line give the doorman a fucking high five and then go do my shoes match my shirt? does my shirt clash with my pants? do my pants match my eyes? do my eyes look good tonight? will this place be cool enough? your hair looks oh, so tough this looks so good for us tonight my money's gonna buy me love and fuck all of your deceiving what's your fake heart fake fucking bleeding? and all the girls you lay to your mat are the same fucking girls you fucking laugh at and fuck your fucking fake ass world and all your handed out fucking thrills some of us, we have to work hard just to get our little part and maybe your glamour's not in Boston but my friends are fucking awesome and we'll keep on doing our best even though our lives are a mess and we go will this check support this tour? will this tour lose my job? without my job where's the rent? should we all just call it quits? the dinner dates sure cost a lot when 28 bucks is all you got and your life is at a stop and all your dreams are all self-taught and this is the difference between our lives no wonder tonight you feel alright and I'm sorry if my mind is occupied I'm trying to forget to wonder why we're built up from nothing I'm trying to forget to wonder why Yeah. Had to express that. That song always reminds me of going to go see Big D with Whitney, and some random kid just yelled the whole time to Dave, "Play L.A.X. Dave, play L.A.X.!" That was fun. I wanna go back up to CT and go see a show at the hartford place with Rusty. The best would be Big D again. Since I wasn't really into them all that much last time I saw 'em. It would just be a cool time, I think. I wanna see Whitney! </b>I miss you so much Ney!</b> My belly is getting bigger. I'm excited. I want Aedan to be here now. Well... you know what I mean. A healthy Aedan. I'm still at a lost for a middle name. Must consider... Sum 41: "We're all to blame" Take everything left from me All! To! Blame! How can we still succeed, taking what we don't need? Telling lies, alibis, selling all the hate that we breed. Supersize our tragedies! (You can't define me or justify greed) Bought in the land of the free! (Land! Free!) And we're all to blame, We've gone too far, From pride to shame, We're trying so hard, We're dying in vain, We're hopelessly blissful and blind To all we are, We want it all with no sacrifice! Realize we spend our lives living in a culture of fear. Stand to salute; say thanks to the man of the year. How did we all come to this? (You can't define me or justify greed) This greed that we just can't resist! (Resist!) And we're all to blame, We've gone too far, From pride to shame, We're trying so hard, We're dying in vain, We're hopelessly blissful and blind To all we are, We want it all. Everyone wants it all with no sacrifice! Tell me now, what have we done? We don't know. I can't allow what has begun to tear me down, Believe me now, we have no choice left with our Backs against the wall! And now we're all to blame, We've gone too far, From pride to shame, We're hopelessly blissful and blind When all we need Is something true To believe, Don't we all? Everyone, everyone, We will fall. 'Cause we're all to blame We've gone too far, From pride to shame, We're trying so hard, We're dying in vain, We want it all, Everyone, don't we all? Good song. Hmm... not much else to say right about now. Pregnancy headaches fucking suck! Now I'm off for an adventure with my husband. Question: Why the hell does Gatorade taste so damn good? (put your name in the goblet)

WHOA YEAH! [13 Jan 2005|08:23pm] [ mood | devious ] [ music | Green Day ] Today is my Birthday. I am 19. YEAH! But today wasn't the best it could have been. I had to work from 12-9pm it sucked. I fucking hate my job. Everybody is ucky there. I know I sound like a pre-schooler... ucky. But blah! But in my defense they are! I swear my brain muct be shrinking. Today I was trying to talk to one of my co-workers, Tamera and I was saying something about the brain not being the most important organ. But instead of saying "Organ" I said Orgasim(sp?). I dunno... It was dumb. Yeah. I'm an idiot. Man, I really like this cartoon called "teen titans" on cartoon network. Raven is this chick who's all... goth and witchy like. She's cool, I enjoy her. She makes me twitch. So, Aedan is putting torture on my body. I have my first stretch mark! I know I shouldn't be excited... but eh, small things make life enjoyable. OH! I'm so mad! Don't I sound it? I actually looked at our town paper the other day, and right fucking there on the front page was this huge picture of this lady holding her baby with Dr. Studley(my doctor) and this other random guy standing behind her. Heres the link: http://www.ordquiz.com/ But it was the first baby born at our hospital in 2005. It's not fair! I was suppose to be that! Even though I'm not due till May, but our hospital hardly delivers babies. I mean, last year no one had any babies there and the year before only four were born there. And when I went up there to view the room and stuff, she asked me when I was due and I told her, then she stated "Well your the next baby we're going to deliever." But apparently, some other lady was trying to move in on my turf! GAH! Damn it. I know it's dumb. But I'm pregnant and have horrible hormones and this really pissed me off! Okay, I know this all jumped around and stuff. But eh, what can you do about it? Yes, Now I'm off to go to my birthday dinner that my friends made me. MMMmmm.... 1 tried their luck ø (put your name in the goblet)

U/S results [27 Dec 2004|03:12pm] [ mood | hopeful ] [ music | Talking ] I had my Drs appt and Ultrasound today. And YES I know what sex my baby is. And it is a..... BOY! Yes, I am having a son. I mean it wasn't exactly what I wanted, but I'm still really happy. A healthy boy is just fine. Now for a name... I like Fawkes. Our original name was Aedan. But maybe we'll shop around some more... 5 tried their luck ø (put your name in the goblet)

::Shrugs:: [26 Dec 2004|02:52pm] [ mood | cranky ] [ music | Some random football game ] I was about to update... but now my washing machine is making really fucking strange noises. I'm scared to go look. I mean, if my kitchen is covered in an inch of water I will seriously throw a rather large fit. And wait for Rusty to get home to clean it up. Gah! I fucking hate water! (put your name in the goblet)

First entry as a married woman! [24 Dec 2004|08:12pm] [ mood | cheerful ] [ music | Some X-mas program on ABC Family ] Well. Christmas is tommorow, and Rusty is running around trying to prepare a very simple Christmas Eve dinner. That's about how festive we are getting this year. I mean, we have a tree with a few decorations and lights. But as far as Christmas dinner and presents, we've got zip. It's not that bad, I mean I figured my X-mas presents was my wonderful wedding and of course my beautiful child growing inside me. Plus, on monday I have a drs. appt and I do believe they will either schedule or do an ultrasound to figure out the sex of my baby that same day. I hope it's a girl ^^ Well Katie has left and is now located back home in CT. I had a good time while she was here. Even though it did make me a little upset that she'd rather spend time with the neighbors then me. But whatever, no use getting worked up with it now. I'm excited ^^ I made a very hard recipe for "Traditional coconut cream pie" and I wanna know how it turned out! It's in the fridge right now, "setting" or whatever. I've never really cooked something like this before and I did this all on my own. Ohhh.... I'm so proud! Man, this pregnancy thing kinda sucks. Don't get me wrong, then end result will be very- very- worth it. But the actual being pregnant part isn't as glamarous as everyone makes it out to be. I mean, if I don't have something in my stomache I get morning sickness. My back hurts, I'm horribly off-balance. And to top it all off, my breasts are leaking. At least I'm halfway there! I mean, soon I'll be giving birth and then I'll have my gorgous child. It will all be so worth it then. So Married life is about the same as dating life. Except that now I've got two really expensive rings on my finger. And I get to be a Mrs. Very cool. Well must go check pie, update another day. 2 tried their luck ø (put your name in the goblet)

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