Observation

No matter your own personal opinion on the matter, society seems preoccupied with the use of contraceptives.

After EM was born, my nurse asked about my birth control plan. When I called to make my six week appointment, the secretary asked what type of birth control I wished to discuss with my doctor so she could make a note in my chart. When I got to my appointment, the nurse who did my vitals asked me again about my birth control choice, giving her own opinions on the matter. When I told all these women that I would not be choosing a birth control method – as I have never had one and what CJ and I do seems to work out fine – I was informed I had to be on some form of contraception and to just talk to my doctor about it.

Thankfully, my doctor was the only one who did not push me. She said the choice was my own and no one could force me to be on something I was not interested in. Since she seemed so open-minded about it, I made sure she was aware of the pressures her staff had been putting on me. I mean, one nurse had even gone so far as to tell me that if I refused birth control, my husband HAD to get a vasectomy. I was so blown away by this. Honestly, my choices are none of her business; and then to assume she could tell me what my husband HAD to do. Ha.

I have my own reasons for not using hormonal contraceptives just as other women have their own reasons for using them. I just feel that something should not be forced on others (especially by figures in authority) simply because it has come to be viewed as a societal norm.

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Postpartum Depression?

Seven days ago, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and I am one proud mama!

After MJ’s birth, I did not really suffer from Postpartum Depression. I was definitely more emotional than normal (crying at commercial, etc.) by I did not have any severe feelings. After this birth, I have an irrational fear that I cannot keep both my babies; that I will have to choose between them. I think this stems from the fact that every day since we have brought Q home, I have had to watch MJ grow more independent. He will go in his toy room alone and entertain himself without asking for someone to come in and keep him company. If I am feeding his sister before bedtime, MJ will sit alone on the sofa instead of snuggling in my lap like was our routine.

I know I should be happy, but these things make me so nervous that he thinks he has been replaced and that mommy does not love him anymore – hence the fear of being able to only keep one of them.

I do not know any other moms who have suffered through any type of Postpartum Depression or the like. Any advice that could be given, would be greatly appreciated.

MJ

I realized that I talked about MJ a lot in my last post. As other parents know, it is hard not to talk about your little one. MJ was born in March of this year. He is my first baby and a beautiful little boy.

My pregnancy was an easy one until I got toward the end of it. My job at the time was a high stress one besides being one that mostly kept me on my feet. As the first person to greet people who come into a hospital, you have to be ready for all types of emergency situations and also be prepared to deal with the family/friends that come with them. I was taken out of work about four weeks before my delivery for my gestational hypertension and put on bed rest.

Since my numbers would not regulate, my doctor decided that I needed to be induced. Needless to say, I was petrified about being induced because all my girlfriends decided it would be a good idea to tell me horror stories about it. MJ, being the good little boy he is, had other plans. An hour before I was supposed to go in for my induction, my water broke.

I spent my time, for as long as I was able, walking the hallway of the small OB department. My husband, CJ, walked laps with me and rubbed my back during all my contractions. He stayed with me the entire time.

I will forever appreciate the nurses who cared for me during my labor. A few months after my son’s birth, the OB department was closed and the nurses had to find new employment. The women were 100% supportive of my decision to not have an epideral and were very helpful in providing alternative ways to have a healthy labor. I know that the risk of complications from an epidural are very small, but I know women who ended up with spinal headaches and such from them. The nurses were there for constant encouragement. I hope they were able to find other situations where they could be happy.

At 10:58am, MJ was born and our lives forever changed.

just a few weeks old

just a few weeks old

He is a handsome, smart little man who just turned nine months old. He furniture walks like a pro and can run away from his daddy pretty quickly when threatened with having to put on his pants 🙂

His two-toothed grin can make anyone smile and he makes me proud to be his mama. I cannot wait to make him a big brother.