Tuesday, September 13, 2016

I'm a Mommy Now!


Fellow readers,


I am now a mommy! I repeat. I am now a mommy.


So if you read my last post, you would know that I was scheduled to be induced on August 28th. Well, Elliott had other plans, and he came the day before.


It was hectic, exhausting, and life-changing.


On Friday, I started having some minor contractions around 7pm. I figured they were Braxton Hicks and went off to bed. I woke up around midnight, and the contractions were excruciating! I started to time my contractions, but they were sporadic, between 4 and 7 minutes apart. I woke my husband up around 1am and told him I would call the midwife. After I called her, she told me to soak in a tub to see if that would help ease them up. Well, they didn't, so we were off to the hospital.


We got there somewhere around 3am, and by 6am, they had sent me home. I was only 1.70cm dilated. And wouldn't you know that on the discharge papers, it said false labor? But how could this be? I was in so much pain. She also gave me some morphine to help with the pain and said it should let me sleep for about 4 hours, and when I woke up, the pain would be gone. That's what they told me anyway.


When we got home around 6:30am, I slept for 2 hours before waking up in more pain. It radiated from my back down to my legs. I kept thinking, isn't the morphine supposed to be working? I was exhausted and hadn't slept since midnight. I decided to turn over in the bed when I heard a POP! I remember thinking, was that my water or a joint popping? Well, I went to the bathroom, and after I got done peeing, I stood up, and more water continued to leak. At that moment, I was nearly sure it was my water. However, after being in the hospital for 3 hours, just for them to send me home, I was discouraged about going straight to the hospital again. When I got into bed, I told Patrick in these exact words, "I don't want to freak you out, but I think my water just broke." He shot up out of bed. Ladies, if you are pregnant and need your husband to wake up at any cost, these words will work!


He asked if I wanted to go to the hospital, and I said no. I was still disappointed about being sent home and feared that I might be mistaken, and it was not my water; however, minutes later, my contractions hit me so hard it took my breath away. Let me tell you something about back contractions. They hurt. Seriously! I was expecting abdominal pain, but that didn't happen. Everything in my lower back tightened as if I were being beaten with a million bats at once. If you've ever had kidney stones, the pain is like that, but 100 times worse. Then that pain radiated down into my thighs. I called the on-call midwife to at least get an opinion before we left, but the pain was so much that while we were waiting for her to call me back, we just went to the hospital anyway.


On our way there, a midwife called me back. I told her we were on our way back up to the hospital. She started asking many questions, but I couldn't even talk through my contractions. Patrick ended up having to take the phone. At that point, I remember her asking how far apart they were. I was in so much pain I had forgotten to use my contraction counting app. Patrick was paying attention apparently because he told her 2 minutes apart. At that point, I was almost worried I would have the baby on the ride there.


Now here is a part that, to this day, still agitates me. When we got into the emergency section, we waited in the lobby for about half an hour before they came to retrieve me. Seriously, I was not happy at that moment. I moaned loudly while all these other patients and people were around. My contractions were getting worse, and I had spectators. I was uncomfortable, and Patrick was trying to reason with me. I wasn't really in the mood to be reasoned with. Patrick told me after the fact that he was about to ask the receptionist where he should set up to have the baby when they finally came to get me.


From here, it goes by pretty quickly...sorta. When we got to triage, I was 5 cm dilated-- to the staff's surprise. I wasn't. I would have been more upset if I was still at 1.70. While we waited for the staff to get me to Labor and Delivery(L&D) (apparently, there was only 1 room available. Lucky me), the midwife came in and suggested I get the epidural. My plan was to go natural; despite the pain, I was hanging in there. However, the midwife noted that I wasn't breathing during the contractions as they took my breath away and was concerned that I wasn't getting oxygen to my baby boy. That's all it took, and I was on board. Now, on a side note, I had never snubbed the epidural. In fact, I had told my midwife at an earlier appointment for my birth plan that if I couldn't handle it, I wanted to make it to at least 6-7 cm dilated. So since I was at 5cm, I figured I would have met my goal by the time they got me to L&D, and the anesthesiologist came. Boy, did I.


2 hours later, but it felt like minutes, around 11am, I was finally in L&D, and the anesthesiologist had come. At this point, I already felt like I had to push. They hadn't rechecked my cervix, but they didn't think I was that far along yet. Once the epidural was in, I was at 8cm. From that point on, I was passed out asleep. Seriously, I had been up all morning hurting, so I was tired. I slept a little and woke up just in time for my next cervix check around 1:30pm. Now, I was fully dilated! They decided to let me labor down and get more sleep before pushing. So sleep, I did.


Now, here is the point that I look back at now and regret the epidural, and I only say that because I feel like I could have had him even sooner--and it's not because of the reasons you might think. Around the time they came back to have me push, my epidural had worn off. I was in just as much pain as I was before. That button- the one that is supposed to give me more of the drugs- wasn't working for me. I have a high metabolism, so the medicine doesn't last long. I remember at this point, I threw up while waiting on the anesthesiologist to come back and top me off. The midwife told me that if we took the time to get me the epidural, we shouldn't let me go in more pain. She was right, but looking back on it, I should have just started pushing then. Why? Because once they got the epidural topped off and I did start pushing, near the end, it wore off again!


So here I was, reaching the end, and the epidural had worn off again. Now, at this point, I had been pushing for over 2 hours. It was nearing 8pm. Directly, not everything is contributed to that epidural. Another problem was that the baby was OP, occiput posterior. That meant that his head was facing up rather than towards my back. That explains the back pain and why I was having such a hard time getting him out. While I was laboring down, they had me lying with a peanut ball, hoping to get him to turn. He did eventually turn. I think. Honestly, I was so out of it I don't remember.


Another problem we encountered was I was having a hard time pushing him past the pelvic bone. My contractions were just as sporadic as when I went in at 3am. They would be back to back 2 minutes apart, and then I would have a short period of contractions being 4 minutes apart. Secondly, and I attribute this to the epidural, while I could still feel my contractions slightly, I could hardly feel anything down there. This made it hard to know where to push. They were even worried about needing to bring in an OB to use forceps. The OB came and checked things out, but he believed I could get my baby out without intervention. He was right. Not long after he left, I pushed as hard as possible. Even when the epidural started to wane, I continued pushing. Then part of his head was out. I was so ready for him to be here, but we had another long waiting period between contractions. Uhg. The baby must have been just as eager because he started pushing himself out without the contractions. At this point, I decided to push too, and he was out!


All of that, and I ended up with a second-degree tear-- I have no idea how many stitches.


Now, my labor was crazy, in my opinion. But I loved my midwife team. Even though things didn't go as planned, and I did regret the epidural later, they did what was right at the time. They couldn't have known that I would end up at 10cm dilated that quickly. Most first-time moms have a much longer labor. Also, I was in so much pain I didn't rationally think through what my initial wants were. I was suffering, the midwife was worried I wasn't getting oxygen to the baby, and I caved like a mine shaft falling in. I threw everything I had read to help ease the torment without drugs out the window with a brick tied to it. But you know what, I would do it all over again, regrets and all, if it gave me the exact outcome of a healthy baby boy.


I still got my golden hour with Elliott. The minute he was in my arms, it was like nothing else was happening. I must have pushed out the placenta, but I don't remember it as I was a mommy now. Elliott was my world. I know I got stitched up, and I didn't feel it because of the epidural, but that baby was in my arms, so nothing else mattered.


So next time, hopefully, I can prepare better. Especially since I know what I will be in for.


As for the recovery, let's just say that that first week was almost worse than the birth. Try not being able to sit down for a week without it feeling like you got paddled straight on the tailbone. That's especially tough when you have to sit straight down to breastfeed.


Speaking of recovery, it's going on 3 weeks, and I am still in the midst of it. This is the first week I've been able to sit in the computer chair. It's still uncomfortable, but I can at least do it. That means that I will finally be able to get back to writing. It will still be challenging as Elliott needs to be fed very often, and diapers need to be changed. Still, yesterday I was happy to be able to go over 2 chapters in my newest series, Beautifully Disguised.


I might post more about how becoming a mom has changed my life. I think other author moms-to-be might like to know how it affects writing life. Also, it's very therapeutic for me. You know, postpartum hormones and all.


Until then, I'm going to snuggle with my baby boy.

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Baby Elliott Due Any Day!



I have been terrible at updating this blog that is for sure! If you follow me on any of my social media, then you already know that Patrick and I will be welcoming our first son, Elliott, here in just a short amount of weeks!

I have been extremely blessed that my pregnancy progressed well, with the small exception that Elliott tried to make his appearance a little too early last week and now I have been put on maternity leave and light bedrest while I wait for him to come.

I wanted to apologize because I have made so many promises of a book release and it hasn't happened yet. Mainly because if you look at my work schedule, you will wonder how I have even managed to make it this far. Seriously, I've been working avg 42 hours all year. On the week of 4th of July, I worked 38 hours just in 4 days. On top of that, it takes nearly an hour to travel to work and back because of traffic. By the time dinner is done, I eat, and do some light cleaning, I just want to relax on the couch with my loving husband. Of course now I am on bed rest, so I don't have a good excuse. So know that a release is coming, but I'm not making any promises on a date until the book is out of it's first edits.

I know that parenthood is upon me and it will be even harder to squeeze in the necessary time to write; however I want you all to know that writing is a huge part of my life and I will fight more than anything to get that time to continue to work on my WIPs. I would love more than anything for writing to be my income. Not only would it help me spend more hours daily on a a novel, but I would get to spend time with my son. Who doesn't want to be able to stay home and snuggle with their little baby?

I will keep everyone updated on Elliott's impending arrival. I'm super stoked to become a mother. It is a huge life change, but one I have wanted for the longest time. Please keep us in your thoughts and thank you all who have been patiently waiting on me.

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Cover Reveal: Beautifully Disguised




Twins separated most of their lives sounds like a Disney movie—Annika grew up that way. Her entire life changes when she decides to enroll in her twin brother’s academy for nine tailed fox spirits called Kumihos. However, she has none of the magical abilities she claims. Forced to disguise herself, Annika lives in constant fear that someone will see through her deception.

Liam’s entire life depends on a lie. To maintain his family‘s social standing, he must convince everyone he is full-blooded Kumiho. When his twin sister shows up at school, everything balances on the edge of a knife. Telling everyone she is an old family friend, he tries to help her navigate this new life pretending to be something she isn’t. Being discovered would expose the family secret and force them both to face their father’s wrath.

When a shaman tells Marick the deceit of a new girl in his life could jeopardize his future, he instantly suspects the clumsy new girl. Something about her isn’t right, though he can’t quite figure out what. He will stop at nothing to get rid of her before she ruins everything.

But when an ancient evil threatens to destroy everything, secrets and lies are the least of their problems.




Shelve it to your Goodreads now! 

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Cover Reveal September 12

Whats all this hoopla about a cover reveal? Well, if you must know... it's happening!


If you have been following me and have read my previous work, then you would know that I haven't published anything in about 2 years. That used to be nothing in writing years back in the olden days; however, with the rise of e-books and the constant consumer demand, you basically have to be a writing machine to keep the readers fueled and visiting.

Yeah, I'm sucking that up--BIG time. Still, I have not been short of ideas. Just short on time. With that being said, I am ready to move on to the next step of the promotion of my newest series. Beautifully Disguised.

So you have heard very little about it, eh? Well, that's because I have been sitting on this little secret for about a year now and up until recently I have been giving small hints about it. Thus far, we have Kumihos. Yes, there will be a blurb, but to keep the interest I want to save the blurb for the cover reveal. 

Any how, just know that while I may be a snail, I am still actively writing and planning on giving you my dear readers something soon. Time is short, but my will is strong.


Sunday, July 19, 2015

Beautifully Disguised

Hello readers!

If you are reading this, then you have been faithfully waiting on me. I do apologize that you have had to do so!

So what are my announcements today? Well, first off, I have been writing ferociously so that I can finally give you what you have all been waiting for! The last book in the Gemini series. I'm not giving any release dates yet, but I might still be on track for the end of next year. In the meantime, I know you all have been hearing the whispers about my newest project. In case you didn't see it on my FB post, it has a name!

Beautifully Disguised.

It is a ten book serial based on an old Korean legend, Kumihos. More information will follow, but know that I already have a kick butt cover artist working on all 10 books and I will have a cover reveal for the first book very soon! September 12. Mark that on your calendars.

I can't wait to share it with you guys and I hope you love this world just as much as you love Carsona's world in the Gemini series.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

NANOWRIMO

Hello everyone!

I know I haven't posted much on my blog lately. If you've been following me on FB then you probably have the latest info.

So just a recap.

New series out early 2016. Cover reveal soon.
Gemini a Legacy out late 2016. Cover reveal next year.

Okay, so that sums everything up. Alright, so what am I on here for then?

Well, I wanted to let everyone know that I plan on participating in NANO this year for the very FIRST time. OMG, I'm actually nervous. I never participated before because I was super busy and/or already involved in a writing project. Plus, I was terrified of trying to get that many words in a month. I mean come on, it usually takes me 3-4 months to write my Gemini books and they actually don't even reach 50k. But I'm determined. Why? Mainly because I need a boost to actually get started on the last book of the Gemini series. It's not that I'm not inspired, but that I just don't have will power; I just graduated, moved states, and then started a new career--all in the course of several months. That is a lot of overload for me and it's really hurting my writing.

Now to be completely honest, I also have been having a writing affair. I have started a few offside projects to keep my writing skills up while I'm not working on my published novels. Such as a fanfic and also a few Sim stories.  So know that I'm not rusty, just focusing my energy on other things.

So that's it! I just thought I would dust the shelves on this blog and update you with this post! Until next time--Happy Reading! or in my case Happy Writing!