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Greta's birth story



So, truth be told, I started writing this blog post on our way to the hospital to have Greta. Truthfully, I was extremely upset that this was the way her birth story would be told. There would be no dramatic lead ups, no involved labor stories, no hours and hours of waiting for her to arrive. Instead, we would just drive to the hospital one Monday in July and have a baby a couple of hours later.

But let's back up. Greta's due date was estimated (key word there) to be on July 15th. Well, July 15th came and went and this pregnant lady was getting extremely anxious and sick of being pregnant. With my two previous kids I had delivered before my due date, so naturally I expected to follow the same trend with this little lady. I had been slightly dilated (3 cm) for about 2 weeks and had my membrane swept three times. In the past, this usually put me into labor about 24 hours after my doctor visit. Greta, however, had some other plans.

My doctor suggested I have a scheduled c-section on Friday, July 20th. I had been trying to have a VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section) and asked if I could have the weekend to see if I would go into labor naturally on my own. The doctor agreed as long as I come in to have a non-stress test performed. Basically I just had to sit for an hour while they monitored the baby's heart rate to make sure she was doing okay in there. On Thursday, 7/21, we both passed the non-stress test with flying colors and we were sent home to wait out the weekend.



On Friday, I was getting extremely stir-crazy and decided to go for a drive. I actually drove by one of my job sites to check it out since I wasn't fully on maternity leave yet. On my way back home I noticed that I needed gas and decided the worst thing we could have is an empty gas tank if we had to rush to the hospital. I stopped at a gas station to fill up and while I was getting gas, I decided that I could step over the gas line (like an Olympic hurdler or something). It was not a great idea. I tripped and fell pretty hard on my knees, stomach, and front teeth. It was embarrassing, painful, and scary.

I called my husband in tears and after we talked for a while, he recommended I call my doctor just to see if I needed to come in. And of course, in an abundance of caution, she recommended I go straight to the hospital to get the baby monitored. Luckily, 6 hours later, we were released because everyone was still healthy and doing just fine.

The rest of the weekend I tried to walk carefully and not attempt anything too risky (like filling up the car with gas). I did end up having some fairly regular contractions, but nothing actually came of them.

So here we were, driving to the hospital to have a scheduled c-section at 9:30 am on Monday morning. I was upset that this is what had to happen. I wished I had a few more days to go into labor naturally. I was 41 weeks and 1 day and no matter how much I wanted to wait, the prudent thing to do was to get the baby out before she became stressed.




So our Greta Jo Ostrum was born at 1:16pm on July 23, 2018. She was a healthy 7lbs 14oz (same as her big sister, Chloe) and 20" long. Her APGAR was great and she passed all the tests in the hospital with flying colors.

Being fully awake and rested during a c-section is a very different experience than having an emergency c-section after 8 or 10 hours of labor. Since I was fully aware of everything I was definitely freaking out. I am really thankful for nice nurses and my husband for talking me through the whole procedure. Once Greta came out, I calmed down immediately and was just listening to her crying and everyone fussing around her. I got to see her for a moment before they took her to clean her up, but once she arrived my focus shifted immediately to her.

The hospital stay was a quick two days and we were able to come home. Both Chris and I felt like everything went so much smoother with our third child. We knew what to do and I knew what I needed to do for my recovery. I remember what it was like being a first time parent and I am so glad we aren't in the place anymore.

Welcome to our family Greta! We waited and waited for you to arrive and we are so glad you are here! 

introducing...



Introducing Greta Jo Ostrum. Born on 7/23/18, weighing 7 lbs, 14 ozs and measuring 20" long. 

I'll share more of her birth story later, but for now, here are a few pictures of her and our family.






Poor Chloe fell on her scooter the day before Greta was born. All the hospital pictures show off her gnarly face scab. Luckily it's all healed now!










that time the mosquitos wouldn't leave us alone



Here we are on our last hike as a family of four! 

I was hoping the high elevation (~10,000') would somehow kick me into labor, but alas, that did not happen. 

More to come on that later. :)

Instead we just dodged mosquitoes and enjoyed the cool mountain air. Though our hike was more of a meander with frequent stops, it still felt really awesome to get outside and enjoy the outdoors. Also, big thanks to my husband for putting up with a 39 week pregnant lady asking to go up to elevation for a hike. I'm pretty sure my doctor wouldn't have loved the idea, but he was a trooper and hauled us all up there. 








the things people ask pregnant women



Here are some things I've heard this week, the week after my due date.

"Oh my, when is your due date?!" 

"You must be expecting a girl." 

"You must be hating this hot weather we're having!" isn't everyone hating the 100 degree temperatures?

"Have you tried drinking castor oil?" no thanks, violent diarrhea sounds terrible





"Have you been having any contractions?" yes, maybe, kinda, I'll let you know when I'm in labor

"I bet you'll be glad to wear something besides the same maternity clothes all the time" yup

"Have you tried acupuncture?"

"Your tummy is hard" yep, fully filled with a baby at this point




"Have you lost all modesty at this point?"

"Is this your first?" haha, nope

"My sister swears by eggplant parmesan to start labor."

"Can I touch your belly?" luckily this was my friend, so it was extra sweet that she asked


Well, no baby news over here to speak of. I did want to show a few more pictures of the baby's nursery. Here is a link to Elinor's old nursery in Montana. Chloe's was designed pre-blog! Speaking of which, I'm about to celebrate 5 years of blogging!! That's kind of a big anniversary and I didn't even realize it until I just looked it up. I should probably do something special to commemorate it here, but chances are I'll just be in the newborn haze. More to come on that later! 

a festive schmorgasbord



Ready for some slightly old photos and a recap of a holiday from 10 days ago? Coming right at ya!

Independence Day is one of my favorite holidays. While, I could really do without the summer heat, it's still a great reminder that the country we live in is great and worth celebrating. Also, who doesn't love fireworks?! This is the first time we've been at home for the holiday since we moved back to Colorado. Usually we are camping up in the mountains in Montana with family this time of year. You can read about our adventures last year here.

So this year, instead of driving 10 hours away from my doctor and our hospital at 38 weeks pregnant, we celebrated at home. Our neighborhood has a kid parade along our main street followed up my popsicles at the community pool. It sounded like the perfect, close to home activity to celebrate the holiday.  The kiddos were encouraged to decorate their bikes.  The last time I was in Target, I tried to stock up on red, white, and blue stuff to decorate their bikes with. Also, the standard patriotic Old Navy t-shirt was almost the uniform of choice for most kids.




I think we made a pretty decent run at being patriotic for the holiday. I was even able to dig out a color appropriate shirt out of my rapidly dwindling supply of maternity clothes that still fit. My belly is definitely not fitting into all of my maternity clothes anymore. 

sidenote: still pregnant, fitting in even less clothes........




While the 'burbs get a bad rap from a lot of people (read: young people without kids), I am really starting to enjoy living here. Having young kids in a neighborhood full of other young kids and families is super nice. There are tons of walking paths and pocket parks tucked into each little neighborhood. Pretty much every night we are out taking a walk and we see lots of other families doing the same thing. The sidewalks are large enough for two bikes or two scooters and with big mature trees, we are able to enjoy the shade even if the sun is still up. 




Don't get me wrong though, if we had the choice, we'd take a little farm in Montana over the suburbs of Colorado any day. But our jobs keep us here and for now we are happy growing our little family in the 'burbs.

Speaking of growing, did you see that sidenote up there? No baby yet! My due date is tomorrow and I'm SOOO ready to meet this little one. I haven't ever gone this far in my pregnancies before and so it's all uncharted territory at this point. Also, I'm getting really sick of people trying to tell me all these things to do to start labor. Yes, I know (wink wink) what I should be doing, but medical science still doesn't understand what actually starts labor, so neither do you.

Can you tell I'm done? Haha. I apologize to anyone who has been around me for the past week or so. I have very little patience these days...

I hope you are all having a wonderful weekend!!