My pregnancy story, Part 2.

Welcome back for part 2 of my pregnancy story! I will begin where we left off in part 1, Kitt being in trouble with the law.
So sometime in the spring of 2010, Kitt and a bunch of his friends went out late at night and went into an abandoned house for fun, and then later decided it would be cool to mess around with cars of people they hated. He never told me about any of this until the cops showed up at his house one morning and took him and his brother into handcuffs and brought them down to the police station for questioning. When he got home he confessed to me about being with them but said that he only went into the building, he didn't vandalize anything he was just with everyone else while they were doing it causing him to be guilty by association. While all of this was going on I had turned 16 and I was now living in Washington DC, I was around 5 months pregnant and knew I was having a boy! Many months passed and in October 2010 Kitt went to court and since he was 17 when he committed the crimes, (he turned 18 in august, shortly after being charged) he was able to be charged as a minor and only got 2 weeks in juvenile hall! While he was in juvie we were not allowed to have any communication besides writing letters after the first week. Being so far along in my pregnancy I was extremely emotional about everything and was so upset that he wasn't able to experience any of it with me. He was missing out on Dr. appointments, ultrasounds, hearing our little babies heartbeat, feeling him kick and seeing him move, and everything else that happens and it was so hard to go through it without him. Being so young and having this huge belly, going anywhere I got nasty looks and it made it even worse that I was going to these appointments by myself. I always just felt so alone and knew that I was being judged everywhere I went, especially in the waiting room of the doctors office. In the middle of November 2010 Kitt got released out of juvie and came to live with my family and I in Washington DC in December, Merry Christmas to me! Shortly after he moved down there he got a job at a local movie theater and we were able to start buying clothes and other things we needed for our baby and it all started becoming so real. We started talking about baby names and decided on the name Ashton. As soon as we put it on the internet the same people that had sent me hate in the beginning, started sending it again making fun of the name and calling him 'Asston'. Kitt was dead set on the name and didn't want to change it but all of the hate finally got to me and I just couldn't take it. I can justify someone bullying an adult, but to talk about an innocent child that wasn't even born yet really put me over the edge. I immediately started looking for new names for our baby boy and a few weeks later found Jaiden and I fell in love! At 30 weeks Jaiden was breech and my doctors started getting worried and said that if he was still breech by 34 weeks we were going to start talking about a possible c-section and other options that I had. 34 weeks came and went and he was still breech, so at my appointment my doctor brought up trying an external cephalic aversion. I had done a bit of research and knew that this had many risks that went along with it that could harm the baby so I told him I was going to think about it and get back to him the next day. My mom picked me up from  my appointment and I started balling my eyes out, I was so scared! We went home and talked about it, all of the risks as well as the pros and cons. My mom was a nurse on the Labor and Delivery floor of the hospital I was going to give birth at, and she assured me that all of the nurses and doctors there are highly professional and would be able to execute this without any problems, but IF any were to occur they would be able to handle it. Hesitantly, I called my doctor and told him I would do it and he set up a date for when I was 36 weeks pregnant. The day came for my aversion and I was still so afraid, Kitt had to work so my mom went with me and stayed with me the entire time. When I went in they talked to me about what was going to happen and gave me an ultrasound to figure out how he was sitting and what techniques they were going to use. They gave me this medicine through an IV that makes your uterus soften so it is easier to move the baby around. This medicine caused my heart to race so unbelievably fast, it was scary but I knew it was going to help. While the procedure was going on there were 3 nurses and 2 doctors in the room with me making sure everything was going smoothly. What they do during an external aversion the doctor literally turns the baby from the outside, he grabbed my stomach where Jaiden's head and bum were and turned it. A lot of people say it isn't painful, but oh my goodness it was SO painful for me. I was crying the entire time, not just from the uncomfortableness of the procedure but I was still so scared. It took probably 5-6 tries and a half an hr and finally he turned! They did another ultrasound to make sure he was sitting in an ok position and the umbilical cord was not wrapped around him or anything. I had to stay for another hour so they could monitor myself an the babies heart beat to make sure he wasn't put in any stress. A week or two went by and in the middle of the night I stood up and this liquid dripped down the sides of the legs, I was sure my water had broke so I called my mom, she was working, and she said even though I wasn't having contracts to go in. I woke my dad up and he brought me to the hospital and turns out it was just pee.. EMBARRASSING! Fast forward to February 2011, my sister and her kids came to visit! On February 26 we went to the zoo and all day my panties kept getting wet(TMI? sorry!) and I thought it was just pee because I wasn't having any contractions except the occasional braxton hicks, but I wasn't worried because I had experienced those nearly my entire pregnancy. On February 28, my due date!, I had an ultrasound. During the ultrasound the tech had told me that my fluids were extremely low and she was sending me up to L&D to be induced. I was so excited to be welcoming my little boy into this world but I was also so scared because I just wasn't prepared and I didn't know if any complications were going to come from having low fluids.I got induced at 4:00 pm that day. My mom was working but she was able to sit with me in my room, which I was so thankful for! My water broke completely later that night and shortly after, my contractions started. Before I went in I had told myself and Kitt that I did not want an epidural at all, no matter how much the pain was, I didn't want one. The nurse that I had for the night came in and talked to me about getting an epidural, and even though I had planned to refused I ended up doing it. I was so scared that with every contraction not only did my heart rate raise, but so did Jaiden's and she said that if it kept happening it might put Jaiden under stress. It allowed me to completely relax and sleep most of the night. 11AM the next day I was 10 cm dilated and ready to push! 1 hr of pushing went by and still no sign of Jaiden.. 2hrs of pushing and still no Jaiden, by this point the doctors figured out that he was stuck on my pelvic bone, so she took out a ventouse, also commonly referred to as a vacuum. My doctor told me she would not let me push for more than 4 hours, and if I did they were going to send me for an emergency c-section. I was so terrified of the thought of having a c-section so I tried so hard to get him out. It took 3 more hours of pushing and pulling with the vacuum until my beautiful son entered this world at 4:15 PM, sunny side up. Sunny side up is a term they use when the baby is born facing the belly instead of downwards towards the spine, which is why he got stuck on my pelvic bone. I am so grateful she let me keep pushing past the 4 hour mark. He was born at a whooping 8 lbs 12 oz & 22in long, he was the most beautiful baby I had ever laid my eyes on and in that moment my entire life changed forever.
I hope you enjoyed my pregnancy story! If you did please leave a comment below giving me your feedback and if you haven't already, go check out part 1 that I posted last night. I hope you all are having a wonderful day!
Quote of the day; Life's challenges are not supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover you who are.

My pregnancy story, Part 1.

In May of 2010 I was on my way to my boyfriends house to spend 2 weeks with him when I checked my period app on my phone and realized I was 4 days late. On the way there I was getting really worried about the possibility of being pregnant but shortly after I arrived at his house I went to the bathroom and started my period. Although it only lasted 2 days, I was SO relieved and didn't really think much of it. At the end of my stay I woke up one morning and felt different. I was extremely tired, my stomach felt a bit off, and I just had an overwhelming feeling that I was pregnant, so I told Kitt, my boyfriend, and we walked down to the gas station and picked up a pregnancy test. The whole way back we were talking about what was going to happen if it was positive and we both agreed abortion was completely out of the question. We got back to the house and I immediately went into the bathroom and peed on the stick, I didn't look at it until I was in the bedroom so we could see the result together. As we were sitting there in complete silence two little lines appeared, I was so scared I didn't know what to say or do so I just busted out laughing. I was in complete denial and thought it must had been a false positive because my period had been messed up. A week later my sister was returning home from Iraq with severe medical problems so my parents and I were going to go down and visit her. My family had flown out ahead of me and the morning I was supposed to leave I woke up with awful morning sickness. I called my mom telling her I was puking so bad and didn't think I could make it on the bus or plane and her first question, the one I was most dreading, was "are you pregnant?". I was so scared but told her I thought I might be, so before leaving my sister went to the store and got me a pregnancy test. It was one of the boxes that came with 3, so I took them all and they all said the same thing.. Positive. I called my mom crying and told her they were positive, she asked me what I wanted to do and I said I wanted to keep it, she said ok and hung up the phone. My sister drove me to Bangor, ME to get on a bus to Boston, MA but my bus wasn't leaving for another day so I stayed with one of my other sisters for the night(I have 5 sisters, 4 older & 1 younger). We went out to supper and I decided to tell her that I was pregnant, and the look on her face after I told her was awful. She immediately went to the bathroom and cried for probably 15 minutes before coming back and finishing her food. On the way back to her house she tried to convince me to get an abortion, even though I told her multiple times I didn't want to. I was so hurt that she was so upset and didn't want me to have this baby, but now that I am older I can see she was just trying to look out for me and it just came out the wrong way. The next morning came and I said goodbye to my sister, loaded my stuff onto the bus, and ended up spending the entire trip in the bathroom because I just could not stop puking. When I reached the airport I ate a bit and was able to sleep the entire flight to Washington DC where my parents and little sister were and from there we were going to drive to Columbus, GA. That was hands down the worst 14 hour car ride I have ever experienced, and I have driven cross country multiple times. Dramamine was my best friend because it eased the pain enough so that I could sleep, but when we stopped to pee or eat I puked every time. While we were in Georgia my mom and dad called all my family and told them the news, most were disappointed and didn't want me to have this baby but after they explained I was against abortion, although they did not agree with my decision, they stuck by me and gave me their support and love. Knowing that I had let down so many people in my family was really hard for me, but we are family and no matter what mistakes anyone makes we will always be there for each other, even if we don't agree with it. That is what family is for. After we returned from Georgia my mom decided we were going to go live with my dad in DC so we could be a family and I could have better doctors in case I had a high risk pregnancy, from all of my medical complications as a child. Since DC is such a huge city it took me 2 months to get into an OBGYN, absolutely crazy if you ask me, and by that point I was almost 5 months pregnant. My morning sickness lasted for quiet a few more months until I finally figured out that if I ate saltine crackers the second I got up, I wouldn't be sick. Even though I had moved people still got wind that I was pregnant and I started receiving so many hateful comments through my social media websites. I was bullied my entire life so I have heard a lot of mean and extremely disrespectful comments, but never in my life had I experienced people saying such hateful things.
I went onto an old social media website that I had called Formspring, it is were people can go an anonymously ask you questions, and got a few posts as examples; 14 Jun 10
your a slut no one likes you go kill yourself, 30 May 10
you a fuking S-L-U-T!! you should have an abortion. 8 Jan 11
god that's a stupid fucking name for a child..........jaiden? dumb bitch can't even spell that made up name correctly, white trash whore. you should have had an abortion, you should have been an abortion! 8 Jun 11
fat ugly bitch. ur body is ruined. full of stretch marks and shit. fuckin disgusting! 3 Apr 11
your a heartless whore. your ugly ass kid is a mistake. kill urself and your baby too. 2 Apr 11
your a cunt. get over yourself. your a stuck up fat bitch. posting pictures and status' of your kid ,no one cares. your a shit mom..
And those are just a few of the hundreds I received, most of them were much more vulgar and hateful towards not only me, but Jaiden as well. I chose the 'mildly' hurtful ones because I didn't want you to have to hear some of the harsher things people were saying, and I certainty didn't want to be reminded of them every time I read this blog post. During this time I wasn't only being bullied, I was also losing friends and my boyfriend, Kitt, was in a lot of trouble with the law and was facing jail time.
And this is where I'm going to stop this post! I will post part 2 tomorrow after I put Jaiden down for a nap :) I want to try and keep it so these posts are not super long so you aren't sitting here for an hour reading, ha ha. I hope you enjoyed part 1 of my pregnancy story, if you did please leave a comment below leaving your feed back! See you later for Part 2!  
Quote of the day; Please know it gets better, it truly does. You are a unique and beautiful person! Be strong.