Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Charlotte's Birth Story- Part One

Here I sit (with my darling daughter) still not believing that I am a Mom.

Yes, even though it has been almost 6 months, I am still in shock.

Charlotte Mercury- You are my world. I cannot believe how much you have grown and changed. And I am truly blessed to be your Mom.

Although I began your birth story a few months ago, I think by taking some distance, I can truly appreciate all that it took to bring you into this world.

When we last left off, I was 26 weeks pregnant and feeling GREAT! The morning sickness had finally gone away and I was really enjoying being pregnant.

Well, for the next two weeks anyway.

Then, my Darling, you decided you wanted to get things moving. Although we did not know it at the time, you had planted your back and botton (hammock style) into my pelvis and began to separate my hips.

To get a better picture of just what was happening, think about a woman giving birth. In order to naturally pass a baby, a woman's hips must separate. After birth, they close together. In normal pregnancies, the hips only have to widen a little bit before you go into labor (because the baby should be head down.) But because Charlotte was breech, my hips began widening at 28 weeks to accomodate her and did not stop until week 39.

I was in excrutiating pain for 11 weeks. I had trouble walking. I cried everytime I had to sit. Or lay down. I dreaded turning over when I slept because I could not open or close my legs. It felt as though I had a bowling ball (excuse my french) up my vagina and in between my legs. And boy did it hurt!

When I was 36 weeks, we finally discovered what the problem was. You were frank breech. My doctor, whom I trust with my life, gave us two options.

Option One- She could try to manually turn you. (This does work with some pregnancies.) However, in my case, this would mean having to physically lift you up and out of the birth canal, and then turning you another 180*. I would not be allowed to get any pain medication and the stress would most likely have sent me into early labor.

Or

Option Two- C-Section.

I chose the latter.

For the next three weeks, I had bouts of false labor (OWWWWWW) until finally the night before you were born.

Mama and Papa Wolfe had come down from Indiana to see you!

In order to make sure I ate really well (the c-section was set for noon the next day), they took Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt JJ and your Daddy and me out to Logans. Although I was terrified of what was to come, we ate like kings.

When Daddy and I got home, I wanted to make sure you got enough food, so I ate and ate until 11:59. And then we went to sleep.

On October 26th, we woke up and got ready to go to the hospital. I tried to put on makeup but was so nervous, I ended up smearing everything and had to take most of it off.

When we got the hospital, we met Mama and Papa Wolfe in the parking lot and walked in.

While all the Grandparents and Aunt JJ were gathering in the waiting room, Daddy and I went back to our room. It was huge!!

I changed into my hospital robe and climbed into bed. After starting my IV and hooking me up to fluids, they let everyone back to wish my luck before my surgery.

Although I thought my surgery was supposed to be at noon, one of the nurses said it had been pushed back to 12:30.

Great! (I thought.) I would have a little more time to prepare.

But at 11:55, my doctor came into my room to wheel me back.

Because I was not fully prepped yet (remember the nurses thought they had another thirty minutes), she was not happy that I was not ready.

So she made it clear I was going to be in that operating room at by 12:15 at the latest. And wouldn't you know it, I was haha.

As I got out of bed, I kissed Leo the Lion and Daddy goodbye and walked down the hall with the nurses.

Although I thought I would terrified by this point, I was really calm.

In the operating room, I sat on the bed to get ready for the epidural. I was told I would have to lay down quickly after the shot to make sure it spread.

"Ok get shot, lay down." I kept repeating it to myself over and over.

I think my doctor sensed I was beginning to panic, because she held both my hands and gave me a big hug as they stuck the needle in my back.

And then I laid back and felt goooooood. I couldn't feel my pelvis (which had been killing me for weeks) and every time they poked to see if I could feel anything, I was completely numb.

They raised the curtain and began my surgery.

After I while I realized... WAIT! Justin isn't here!!!







Sunday, April 26, 2015

Ten things I have learned from being pregnant during my first trimester

Tomorrow marks the end of my first trimester and I still can't believe it! 

We are going to be parents!!

Here are ten things I have learned from being pregnant during my first trimester. 

Authors note: I am no expert haha. The following are just things I have experienced these past few weeks. And although some may seem terrible, horrible or no good- I wouldn't change anything for the world!

10. Pregnancy glow = sweat. Ok, I naturally sweat a lot anyway... but it is nothing compared to being pregnant. I have to double up on my deodorant. Sometimes I will just stand there and break out into a full sweat. The good news: it does give you that natural dewey look that models strive to achieve.

9.  Acne. I have it. Everywhere! On my face. On my chest. On my back. I feel like I am a teenager again. (Thankfully it is starting to clear up... I hope haha.)

8. Morning sickness is not just in the mornings. It has been all day, every day for me since I found out I was pregnant.

7. To "cure" morning sickness, you have to eat. Which let me to you is the LAST thing you want to do. But believe me, it helps. (Thanks Lindsey for this insiders tip!!) I have spent the last eight weeks stuffing my face as much as I can to help sooth the nausea.

6. Which leads to weight gain. Everyone is different. Some people loose weight their first trimester. Some people gain weight. And I am one of those people. I have already gained about ten pounds. And you know what, I'm ok with it!

5. Boobs. I now have them! My bra size has gone up to a 38C and I am loving it!!! Maternity bras are a life saver! (But I'll get around to that in a later post.)

4. I have the best Husband in the world. Justin has been there for me every step of the way and I am so lucky to have him by my side.

3. I am exhausted.

2. I am naturally a crier... but now even kitten videos get me. Everytime.

1. Even though I have felt positively awful the first thirteen weeks, I would not change anything for the world. I love my tummy and the little Sprout inside and I cannot wait to meet him or her.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

How we found out I'm going to be a Mom...

Looking back on my post from February 2nd, I still can't believe it. I am going to be a Mom!

I was diagnosed with PCOS and got pregnant in the same month! And we could not be more excited about our little miracle baby!

Readers warning: The posts that I will be writing during this time will not be perfect. There may be grammatical errors, incomplete thoughts or wayyyy too much information. The pictures will not be perfect or pretty and will be unedited. 

But I want to remember this time as best as I can.

When we last left off, I had just left the doctor. We were told we needed to get pregnant as soon as possible and that we would be able to start fertility drugs after my next period. 

How we found out- 
When my period didn't come that month, I panicked! At the doctor's office, I was told that if I did not have a period in the next three months, the likelihood that I could conceive would decrease.

So when my period didn't come, I was stressed beyond belief. 

When I took a pregnancy test and it came back negative, I thought, "Well- this is it! I'm not going to be able to have a baby!" (Ok, I was a little too overdramatic.)

When my period still hadn't come a week later, I decided to try just one more test. (After all, there were two in the box.) 

I remember it perfectly. I was at my sister's house and we were about to go see "50 Shades of Grey."

I took the test and there was a faint line. I thought- no way! But there I sat pouring over a pee stick looking at a faint line. 



Yes, my room was a mess. 
When I got home, I decided I would take two tests the next morning. And that would settle it. 

So after I woke up, I jumped out of bed to go pee on two more tests. (These were digital, so I wouldn't have to stare at any more lines.)

Within three minutes I knew. I was pregnant! 



The first thing I did was call my doctor. (I was told that there was such a slim, tiny, no way chance that I could conceive without medical help that I was in shock.)

She said, "Congrats! You did it! You beat the system!"

And then I knew. I really was pregnant!!!

Now how to tell Justin...

He was sitting on the couch getting ready for work. And when I walked into the room, I told him he needed to sit down.

He said, "I already am, are you ok?"

And then, as I stood in front of him, I realized I had absolutely no clue how to tell him. 

So, I just burst into tears. 

Through snot and sobs I said, "Remember how there was supposed to be no way I could get pregnant on my..."

That's all I had to say.

He ran to me and gave me the biggest hug. "You're pregnant." 

I will never forget the look on his face. He was overjoyed and moved and he couldn't get to me fast enough.

I then plopped the two tests on the table from one of my pockets, and he said, "You're carrying pee sticks in your pocket?" (Which now seems pretty weird... but at the time it made sense.)

We were going to be parents and the journey was just beginning.... 












Monday, February 2, 2015

PCOS

God works in mysterious ways. 

Earlier this month, I went to the ER with a debilitating pain in my ovaries. (I have a history of ovarian cysts rupturing and so I thought ehhh it was probably just that.) But because of that pain, I made an appointment with my gynecologist for an ultrasound and blood work. 


This morning, I went to the gyno and was told that I have #PCOS or Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Which was pretty terrifying to hear. I mean, what the heck is that? I thought I must have struck the genetic lottery! (I now have not one but TWO autoimmune diseases hahaha.) Until I heard it occurs in 1 out of 10 women of childbearing age. 


Because of that pain, I am now getting help that I would have never known that I needed. Being able to go to a doctor is a beautiful thing, so please tell your friends, sisters, wives, girlfriends or mothers to get tested. 


Because of my #EOE and #PCOS, I am now making it my mission to get healthy and to let others know that they are not alone. And that Justin Wolfe and I are taking this a challenge. You're going to hear us #ROAR!!! 






Thursday, November 6, 2014

White House | Black Market and my big mouth

To preface this post, I have a cold. And not one of those run of the mill "few coughs, stuffy nose" colds. I have the cold of the century. I have not been out of bed for days and would be lucky to even be wearing pajamas from the constant hot/cold sweats.

So the fact I even got out of bed today was a miracle.

But I digress...

I had finally purchased the Luxe Leather Front Leggings at White House | Black Market that I have been drooling over for weeks... and they just arrived in the mail.

And too my dismay, they were WAY too big.

So I bundled up and headed to White House | Black Market to exchange them. Knowing that they were a popular pant, I wanted to make sure that I got there asap.

To say I looked like "death warmed over" would be an understatement. I was in an oversized old sweatshirt, a shirt I know was inside out and baggy jeans. To top it off, my messy bun looked like a two-year-old styled it.

But when I entered the store, I was instantly greeted with warm smiles and "How can I help you?"

I made my way to the cashier and told the woman that I wanted to get a smaller size. But unfortunately, they were sold out of the pant in my size all together. And everywhere else in America.

Where normally cashiers would say "Sorry, there is nothing more I can do," this cashier didn't give up.

She took the time to call the warehouse to see if there was ANY chance they had it. And guess what? They did! In San Diego.

Joyfully, we called the San Diego store and they told us they would gladly send me the pant. For full price. (Granted I had LUCKED into a sale that made the pants originally priced at $300 on sale for $150.) But to pay full price for a pair of pants I had already bought?

Now here is where my day was made. Not only did that cashier do everything in her power to get me those pants, but she made me feel like a valued customer.

When the woman in San Diego refused to give me the pants for the sale price, the store manager hopped on the phone and fought tooth and nail.

"You will give her these pants for the sale price."

And she did.

I am so thankful for Sandi and Debbie at the La Centerra Mall in Katy, TX. (Store 3274)

They not only made me feel special but did so on a day where I felt my worst.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Fall Trends

Photo courtesy of White House | Black Market 
Fall is here and that means it is time to embrace the cooler temperatures. Three trends to look out for this season are leather leggings, riding boots and oversized sweaters.

Oversized sweaters are sure to make a big impact this fall. The Cowl Neck Diamond Border Poncho is a perfect choice for rocking this trend and is available for only $120 at White House | Black Market. 

Leather leggings are sure to be on trend this fall. And a half-leather piece is a great option if you want to embrace this look without breaking the bank. The Luxe Black Front Legging from White House | Black Market is available for $300.

Another great option for fall is to embrace the riding boot. Coined by equestrian riders, to me the riding boot is a mixture of style and class. And I’m already obsessed! The Black Flat Boot provides an unexpected pop of texture and is available for $225 at White House | Black Market. I would pair this look with a neutral top in white or tan.

Fall is the perfect season to make a statement! Whichever trend you embrace, be sure to make it your own. And as always, Happy Shopping!

For more information on how to look great and save money, visit http://www.theproudpauper.com/.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Couples Halloween Costumes

This year, my Husband and I are trying something new for Halloween. Something we have never attempted before. That’s right- a couples costume.

On three conditions:

1. It must be unique.
2. It must come from clothes we already own.
3. It must have an element of gore to it. (My stipulation.) 

 Let the brainstorming begin!

As a new “Marshmallow,” this first option is actually one that has been around since 2004. Veronica Mars and Logan Echolls. I was introduced to this on-again, off-again couple this year when I saw the “Veronica Mars” movie. And because the movie centers on a murder, I knew it would be perfect.



Their “love story” is one for the ages. Well, until Season Four anyway...  Our second option is to go as Ygritte and Jon Snow from “Game of Thrones.” Wildlings not included.


Our third option is to go as two characters that… well, I don’t want to give away any spoilers. Let’s just say Nick and Amy Dunne from “Gone Girl” fit every criteria we are looking for. Just add blood to Amy’s nightgown and you are ready to go.

And our final option, “The Girl with Hammers” and Rama from “Raid Two: Berandal.” I would be doing the film injustice by trying to describe how much butt this movie kicks. Let’s just put it this way- this costume is not for the faint of heart. “The Girl with Hammers” is actually the first woman fighter in the "Raid" series and she is scary. Very, very scary. And Rama is your typical street-smart, handsome leading man who just so happens to be a trained killer. It’s a win win.



Whichever costume you pick, be sure to have to safe and Happy Halloween!