It’s amazing how early on your body gives you the signs that you might be pregnant. Some even know before they took the pregnancy test.
Some feel nothing and just realize they are pregnant after the missed period. Funny enough, one of the most common early pregnancy signs is the changes in your body, mainly the boobies…
January 2017 came and so did a few symptoms that made me think that something was going on – but never thought about the idea of being 4 weeks pregnant already.
Drinks, laughs, yummy food, good mood and good company set the mood for that Saturday night. It was the first time we were inviting our neighbors to our house. The party did not finished too late and i knew we did not have drunk that much to be feel absolutely miserable the next day. I have counted endless times the amount of wine bottles we have opened and I could swear I have indulged way more in previous parties/dinners and never felt as close to what I was feeling that Sunday – extremely bizarre I thought. I have spent that day hydrating myself with Ginger Ale and Orange Juice and it seemed like I could not keep it for to long… – endless trips to the washroom – if you know what I mean.
Not to mention the headache OMG!!That headache that you think your eyeballs are about to jump out at any minute…I did not want to admit that this was a combination of hangover symptoms…so for me, the headache was associated with the water Lily’s fragrance…but I never had a strong reaction to these flowers either.
At the end of the day as I was ironing Per’s shirt, I felt weak…not dizzy (as I felt before I knew I was pregnant with Sienna) but It felt like I was walking on clouds…and I had to stop and call it a day – I went to bed just after another trip to the toilet…
On Monday I realized my period was supposed to come that Saturday, and yes, I have been experiencing PMS symptoms as per normal including a lot of cramping but decided to purchase an OTC pregnancy test any way to rule out the possibility of being pregnant and just assume I was late because of stress, hormonal change due to a change of lifestyle.
Not giving too much importance, I did the test and came out Negative…weird I thought but accepted well, discarded the test in the bin and went for a run.
The cramps continued and so did my PMS – including sore breasts for a few days…Sore breasts came and went…but kept bothering me a bit specially on the right side…When I finally reached the 5th day of no menstruation I did another test – this time conscious that I had to call a Dr. in case the tests kept coming negative – it meant that something was going on with my body.
As I was about to place the stick on the counter a 2nd line was showing up – in a matter of seconds – and quite dark already…the pregnancy line was so dark that it did not let any doubts that a 3rd baby was on it’s way. There I was, in the bathroom hearing the girls knocking and calling for me over and over “Mommy where are you”. I was staring at the test and I smiled . Nothing crossed my mind in that very second. My mind took me to a place far away and I just “landed” when I heard the girls banging louder on the door and screaming “Mommy open the door, what you doing”. I shook my head and hide the test…washed my hands and opened the door.
Still dreaming I went to the living room with the girls following me. I sat down in front of Sienna and asked her to hug me very tight…also asked her to tell me that everything was going to be alright…As I hugged her, Sienna asked me “why are you talking to me like this Mommy” “why are you hugging me so tight Mommy”…I had no answers for her in that very moment…
As I released her from my arms. She rubbed my tummy and gave me a kiss.
When you plan to have a Baby, one of the 1st things you need to do is Not to stress – things will happen when you don’t stress – and you learn to be patient. You need to be patient during the 2 weeks wait – the wait that you can’t afford to wait, that wait when you prepare yourself for a big fat positive or the frustrating big fat negative, that wait that you might possibly start feeling symptoms or you wonder if is the mind playing tricks with you, that wait when you want to start feeling nauseas already but you get confused with PMS symptoms…that wait, that you want to make a pregnancy test or as many pregnancy tests until you see a positive one…That wait that kills you, but also gives you a loving smile on your face because nobody – besides you and your partner knows what both of you are up to.
Your patience is put to test so many times: in case of a negative, you need to patiently wait till your cycle is back so you can try again, if you get a positive, you want to get over the 1st 12 weeks and finally breath and share – or not – the news with the world.
You also learn that the bump doesn’t grow over night…how many times you wonder if is bump or bloated? If is bump already or gas, if is bump already or it’s you’re your undigested dinner? ah ah . In my 1st pregnancy, I just start showing after at 4.5 months while with Maya, as soon as 6 weeks. With this pregnancy, I have start showing from week 10 but start feeling bloated at the end of the day (only) from 6 weeks…Until the 10th week I was still waking up as flat as I could possibly be.
When you plant to have a Baby, you want to make sure you are at your best. Physically and Psycologically. You want to make sure you prepare yourself with ante-natal care (we also got you covered here) , you want to make sure you take the supplements you are supposed to take for at least 3 months before you get pregnant, you want to make sure you have an active lifestyle and balanced diet too. I never get tired of telling you…If you start your pregnancy healthy and fit, you are half way there. You definitely want to make sure your health is at your prime. That happened with Sienna’s pregnancy.
Maya’s pregnancy not so, I admit – even though it was a planned pregnancy too – I got pregnant 14 months after Sienna was born and 4 months after I had a miscarriage. I admit that maybe I did not gave my body the enough rest needed…Health wise I was great don’t take me wrong, all levels were perfectly perfect…but I was tired…maybe that’s why it felt I was pregnant with Maya for years!
This pregnancy, not as planed as the others, I started as healthy as I could possibly be. I started this pregnancy 2 years after Maya was born. Still being this healthy and fit…I had morning sickness till the 16th week, Bammm!!
Wednesday, November 5th 2014.
It was a beautiful Autumn sunny morning. Typic of Macau at this time of the year. Chilled mornings and warm afternoons. In fact, the nicest day of the week as temperatures dropped and grey skies and rain ruled during the whole week.
Alarm rang at 7 am like always…and there i was…nervous, excited, anxious but with a sense of calmness at the same time. Said good morning to Hubby and gave a kiss to my 23 months old Daughter Sienna.
I sat down in bed, an rub my bump…wondering if that was going to be the last time i would rub it and feel the baby moving or, if i had another week in front of me/us. (i had 2 dates for my c-section, Nov.5th and the 12th).
Filled my lungs with air and stood up…went over my maternity bags, to make sure i was not forgetting anything, in case i was giving birth that day.
Messages from friends and family kept coming as they all new there could be a possibility of the baby be born that day.
We left home at 8:15am…Sienna was happy and in good mood…she was having breakfast while watching Princess Sofia…her fav. I left happy and confident that she was going to be fine.
The day Sienna was born, pictures were taken from everywhere…starting at the carpark. I thought about it for this time as well, but something was telling me that we coming back home after the Dr’s appointment at 9am. In fact, both Hubby and I were pretty convinced that another week would be given to us. I keep saying and thinking that i have been through everything during this pregnancy, and agree and confirm that no pregnancy is the same…Been through everything until the due date..not knowing exactly when the baby was going to be born…Was a mixed feeling as contraction couldn’t come and labour couldn’t start either…In normal cases you sit and wait,,,i call it the waiting game, specially when you pass the due date!In my case, and for the 2nd time: no labour, no contractions, no water breaking, no back pain…nothing…
Ride to the hospital was easy and smooth…Music playing in the background, talk was nice and again, the weather was very pleasant…was a nice pleasant morning.
As we arrive at the Hospital carpark, we did what we were told to do…enroll ourselves at the Urgency Entrance…from there, i started to panic a little bit….a whole dejavú scenario, hospital smell, i admit i had to give a few deep breaths and tell myself to stay calm. That 3rd floor where pregnant women/non pregnant women kept coming, the floor where decisions are made, the floor where good news and bad news are shared!The floor where anxious parents and families are waiting for the news…the delivery ward floor, the waiting room floor, the floor i was told that my 1st baby was going to be born, the floor i was told i had had a miscarriage, the floor i was told that that this 2nd baby had to be born today, otherwise i am putting into risk her and my health. What an emotional elevator ride, what an emotional morning….everything happened soo fast!
I saw my Dr. at 9 am…actually, i went in the consultation room 1st to answer the same old same old questions….Hubby had to stay outside, he had no idea what was going on. After that, my heart rate and baby’s heart rate had to be monitored…for 40min….i remember being laid in bed reading my book…what comfort me was that, and my Penhaligon’s perfume in my pashmina. Nurse – not very friendly – kept coming and going…After 40min, i was told to wait at the waiting room with my husband, since they would call me soon….After 5 min, “Mariana” was said…we both stood up and we were ready to see the doctor….to our surprise, it was a different Dr, that knew nothing about my history…we asked to speak with our dr. (i could even hear the nurse mentioning to call the Dr. as he had no idea of my pregnancy history)…he was even asking why i was going for a c-section!After a few minutes, my Dr. (i will never forget her name) finally showed up…we were so happy to see her…in fact, i saw her once while being monitored…
She took us to a private room, where we stayed for 30min.In this 30min she explained that she thought it was better i had the c-section today because she could see that i had a contraction during those 40min. Was a small one, but it was a contraction. My heart jumped.Both Hubby and i made a lot of question, the pros and cons of making a c-section before the Baby is at least 39 – 40 weeks,..etc..i couldn’t think. Dr. explained very patiently and very detailed the situation. The pros and cons of waiting another week etc…
I told the Dr, that i rather wait until the 12th…and she told me “my heart just sank”…of course is the patient’s decision…the Dr. is there to tell us what is the best…and like the nurse told me later: “when in doubt, always follow what the Dr. advise”. At some point, hubby and her were looking at me both telling me with their looks – have it today to save yours and your babies’ life. I knew i was being stubborn and not thinking logically…i knew they were right….but was a lot to take in at once. With me was very simple….since i got pregnant 1year and 2 months after a C-section, and with my placenta laying low, i couldn’t risk starting labour and contractions as this could result in uterine rupture. Since there was already a contraction, why risk?why risk Mariana?
After 30min…i said “ok, let’s do it today”!Baby with no name yet was going to be born today!Smiles and words of encouragement were given. I was safe in her hands…nervous but i knew i was safe. Filled my lungs with air again, and couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that in a few hours i would be cuddling my little bundle of joy.
Paper work was filled, details were given…we asked when the surgery would happen…It was exactly 10.30…Dr. said, we will try to do before lunch time, we need to contact the whole team and see if the theater is available.
We went outside and start making calls to Family…Father and Sisters. I was nervous, with tears rolling in my eyes, i was anxious, i was happy but extremely hummmmm not disappointed…i was a little bit upset with giving birth at 38weeks +…All Drs. guarantee that the baby is full term and healthy. There was nothing to fear about. They explained that keeping the baby for longer would make the baby bigger and the lining thinner…so i kept thinking about our safety. Again, why risk a uterine rupture?!
At 11:05 i hug hubby, again with tears of joy and anxiety rolling…pictures were taken and there i entered in the delivery ward for them to prep me for a c-section. I knew the drill, i knew all the steps…i knew everything as if it was yesterday that i gave birth to Sienna…The image of a c-section and the whole prep kept crossing my mind since the first day i learned i was pregnant BUT it was more real, the moment i arrived at the hospital…i guess that was quite disturbing also…it was like a movie playing…i was telling myself “now they will do this, now they will do that”…the feeling of going in with a bump and leave with an empty one, the corridors, the nurses, the changing of beds, the lifts…all in my head.
What made me calm as soon as i arrive at the delivery ward?hearing a baby crying. I told to myself.,in a few hours i will hear mine crying and everything would be over…I dried my tears, deep breaths in and said “let’s do it”. gave myself in.
Wanted to see hubby one last time before, but i couldn’t as i was going to follow the internal corridors until the theater. Meanwhile, the Dr. saw me again, hold my hand, tried to calm me down and said everything was going to be fine…
11:10 it was the time they wrote in my i.v. bandaid….at 11.22 i entered the theater with familiar faces and nurses speaking portuguese. This time, i was speaking with the nurses, i shared a smile when i saw a familiar face, we spoke…I paid attention to the room, the green room, i saw the machines around..i really wanted to see how things were done…the team was calm, speaking normally, sharing laughs, talking about the next patient…it was a normal wednesday morning for them..i tried to keep myself calm too…but everything changed a little bit after…when i couldn’t understand why it took 6 tries to make the spinal anesthesia work..i was nervous, in pain, in a uncomfortable position, everybody telling me not to move/talk when i was not doing any of that!!!it was traumatic…
I won’t go into details of the c-section…i can just tell that this time was way more painful then the first. Not painful but more uncomfortable, more feelings, more sensitivity, more a lot of things then with the 1st one…Maybe i was more aware this time, my body been through it before…i don’t know…need to see why it was more challenging this time around. Next day i woke up so sore that i couldn’t move naturally…i could only move to the sides and with a lot of effort – wanted to breasted so bad!
The moments i will never forget during the c-section:
- The nurse holding my hand, comforting me, telling everything was fine..
- The Dr. telling me that i did the right choice in having the operation that day as my uterine lining was very thin
- The moment the nurse told me my baby was going to be born
- 12:02 – the time my baby was born and it was showed to me in the mids of smiles and congratulations. i had tears of joy – only joy and happiness rolling my eyes…
- She was shown to me 2 times and in this 2 times i thought she looked just like me.
- The moment the operation was finally over and i said my thanks your to everyone..i was o grateful for having such amazing team of Dr. and nurses with me until the end…also apologized for the screaming and unsettlement.
Once operation was done, i went to the observation room, where the nurse handed her phone to call hubby…he was soo surprised i called, i had no voice of energy to talk…i just told him we were fine and everything was over. I don’t think he had seen the Baby by that time..While Moms stay at the observation room, the Babies go to the Maternity ward on the 2nd floor.…i believe it was 12:45 and the nurse told me to tell him to go and have some lunch and comeback after 1h….aiii it was over…:) and i could see my daughter. Another extremely painful procedure was made there at the observation room, to make sure everything was sealed properly…that was pain…pure pain that i won’t forget.
During the 1h observation i spoke with the nurse..so nice, so grateful, words can’t describe….i rested, and rub my bump…that feeling of emptiness made me a bit sad but so relief and happy that we were both fine…operation went perfectly…so why be sad at that stage?I sent that thought away and filled my body with beautiful thoughts, positive energies and vibrations….maybe that’s why i left the hospital after 3 days?maybe that’s why my recovery is going so well and fast…maybe that’s why i managed to stand up, wash myself and breastfeed with no problems the 24h after…i don’t know, i can’t tell. The fact i had to come home to my Baby Sienna and Hubby also contributed and keep contributing for my fast recovery.
Maya, is her name. The decision was done while i was having cirgury..My Family was there, waiting for me, saying that Maya is beautiful, a Star, a Sparkle, a Princess, Perfect Perfect…i couldn’t wait to hold her in my arms and tell her how much i love her.
She was born with 47cm, and with 2.855kg…smaller than Sienna but a fighter just like her Sister. She is beautiful, perfect and healthy!
The moment i held Maya for the 1st tie in the middle of pain and joy, tears and happiness is that moment that i will treasure for life and the moment Sienna saw her Sister for the first time was priceless…such a loving and meaningful moment for all of us.
Giving Birth is definitely – in my opinion – the most beautiful and painful moment in a women’s life. You can’t control your hormones and feelings that are pretty mixed. You are in pain but it’s a pain for love. You feel joy and happiness but at the same time there is fear and pain, tears of excitement are mixed with tears of pain! Once you put your baby in the world you forget all about what you have been through, because the feeling of having your baby in the arms make it all soo worth it and for me, i know i would be through it all over again with no doubts!Such a a beautiful and magical Moment of our lives.
After 3 days, we were told we could go home. The new life as a parent of 2 under 3 was soon to begin!!
We are all in love with her. Now everybody is asking when is the boy arriving? Well, i promised the nurse that i would wait at least 18months-2 years to get pregnant again :)…Is Hubby onboard?not really but, i can always hope and wish for a 3rd one!
Why choose organic baby food – what are the benefits?
Higher nutrition levels
Put simply, organic food is packed with nutrients. A baby’s digestive system is more efficient than that of an adult at absorbing foods, enabling nutrients to be used more quickly.
- No nasties
It is not just what organic food does contain, it is also what it does not that is important. A baby’s nervous, circulatory, and reproductive systems are all developing fast so it is vital that alien chemicals do not disrupt them during the growth phase. Immature kidneys are not as proficient at getting rid of harmful substances, so they may circulate in the body of a baby for longer.
Many additives are now being linked to health and behavioural problems, including Monosodium Glutamate, Brilliant Blue, Aspartame and Quinoline Yellow. Research has found that mixtures of the additives, which are commonly found in children’s food and snacks, have a much more potent effect on nerve cells than each additive on its own. All of these are banned under organic standards.
- Fewer pesticides
Because a baby’s diet is often restricted to just a few types of less processed food, for example, apples, potatoes and carrots, they may receive higher exposures of pesticides and although the EU has set maximum levels for individual chemicals used in infant formula and baby foods, this does not take into account the cocktail effect of lots of pesticides. The best method of reducing exposure to potentially harmful pesticides would be to eat organically grown food, where their use is avoided.
- Better for the environment
It’s kinder to the environment too. Organic farming works with nature, not against it, and research shows that it’s better for birds, butterflies and other wildlife. Farm animals are reared humanely and not routinely fed antibiotics to suppress disease or promote growth.
In Macau, where i live, the choices are quite small. I have to make a few trips to Hong Kong in order to find a better selection and more choices. We do have an array of Baby Foods and an endless choice of Baby snacks. But Organic Cereals, Organic Yogurts, Organic snacks…that we are lacking. At least, i am.
Have a look at some of the best brands used by us and some of my friends. Our little ones never complaint and always beg for more
This brings us neatly full circle. The food you’re putting in your child’s mouth can actually help create a better world for him or her to grow up in.