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A Countdown to Madelyn’s First! Post 2 of 7

Wow, thank you so much for all the love and support I received on my last post! I posted this on my instagram already, but I mean it from the very bottom of my heart that every comment and every heart means so much to me because I know time is precious and the fact that you took the time out of your day to read about our family BLOWS ME AWAY. 

Please feel free to keep asking questions!! I received some questions about our pregnancy, women mentioning PCOS, and while I don’t have all the questions, I’d love to help in any way possible. 

So here we go! Day 2!! I want to talk about…

Our First Few Days with Maddy

One day i’ll write about labor and delivery, but today I want to talk and just reminisce about our first few days with Madelyn. If you ask me about Maddy’s newborn phase, naturally my mind will go to about month 2 or 3. Why? Because the first two weeks, let alone month, was TRULY A BLUR. I remember the moments leading up to me pushing her out, but unless I think really hard about it, those first few days of Maddy were survival mode. But I want to try and  remember those first moments and I have some important Thank you’s to make. 

In this photo to the left, Tim had just cut Madelyn’s umbilical cord and I was definitely delirious. I think in this very moment, I couldn’t process that Maddy was here. I had spent 3 hours pushing and 9 months pregnant, but nothing could’ve prepared me for what I felt when they first threw (honestly there is no other word hahaha) on me. I’ve been thinking of a word to summarize the feeling, but I can’t. It’s the feeling of relief, fear, shock, a new love I hadn’t felt before, and definitely more shock. I personally didn’t cry, but I understand why most people do. 

For 9 months of pregnancy, you have quite a bit of time to wonder how you’ll react. You have a lot of time to think about what’s important. Going into labor, I thought i’d first count her fingers and toes. I was worried I wouldn’t feel attached. I thought I would try to see who she looked like more first, me or Tim? I thought I’d wonder if the name we picked for her was the right name. But when I held her in my arms, all I could think was… this is our baby. This is the baby that God has so graciously blessed us with and what a gift she is. I didn’t care if she didn’t have all 10 fingers or 10 toes (she does hahaha) and I didn’t care if she looked more like Tim or me. I didn’t care how long it took me to push her out. All I could think about was how she was perfect for our family and I already couldn’t imagine life without her. She already had my heart and I knew l that I wanted to protect her and let her know she was loved. 

It’s crazy. I’ve loved kids since a young age but I never had a deep desire to be a mom. I knew I wanted to be a mom, but my fears of inadequacy scared me. Yet at that moment, I knew that being Maddy’s mom was going to be my favorite thing. 

Oh but don’t worry. The fears of inadequacy were sure to follow and to be honest, I still feel them all the time. The first nights in the hospital, your body is working overtime to heal and my body was working overtime to process the new little life beside me. I am saying this for every mom who’s already had a baby and for every parent who is or anticipates having a baby… ITS GOING TO BE OKAY. Every cry, every uncertainty is so SO overwhelming those first two weeks. 

Are you changing the diaper right? Is that a diaper rash? Is poop supposed to look like that? Is the car seat in correct? Is the child safe? Are they breathing? Is this how a baby latches onto the nipple? Is my nipple supposed to be on fire? There are a million thoughts running through your mind. Foreign and intrusive thoughts. But also thoughts of how can I love this little human so much already? When will she wake up again? I wonder what she’s thinking? Do you think she likes being here? These thoughts would run at a hundred miles per hour and no one can prepare you for them. No one can help you answer every single question perfectly either, but don’t feel bad when you google everything. I LITERALLY googled EVERYTHING. Googled how much she was supposed to eat, googled what different poop colors meant. I googled how to swaddle. I googled which diaper brand was best and why. hahaha. I’m still googling 12 months later, but with less frequency and a lot less guilt. 

In those first few days, you really just do your best and show up. People ask how you do it? There’s no rhyme of reason. You just do it. You do it because someone is counting on you and you do it because you’re stronger than you think you are. It’s okay that you’re falling asleep with your eyes open. It’s okay that you’re tired. It’s okay that you don’t know. That doesn’t make you weak. It means you’re human and that’s okay. I wish I could tell myself these things and remind myself to hold on to those fleeting moments a little longer. 

 Google is your best friend and hopefully helpful nurses and doctors. I think it’s so important to know what resources you have available especially after you go home! So for expecting families, make sure you ask your nurses and doctors 🙂 

Going home for the first time with your newborn is also a crazy feeling. When we drove away from the hospital I remember thinking… WHO LET ME DO THIS?! Hahaha I still feel this way quite often. Then walking into your home you left just two days ago feels so different. Not bad different, but different. It takes a lot of adjustment for the baby, a lot of adjustment for you. There’s room for grace on yourself and your baby! I made a lot of mistakes those first few days. I didn’t know Maddy had a diaper rash, I didn’t know she wasn’t getting enough milk that first night home. I was frustrated that I had to heal and couldn’t be as active for her as I wanted, but we made it through! We figured out swaddling. We figured out what worked for us and we settled into a new routine that worked for our adjusted family.

Obviously 12 months later, those first few days don’t seem that hard. But I remember it was HAAARD. I don’t think any amount of googling or book reading or talking to others can prepare you for such a drastic life change. It’s definitely not bad though, you just figure it out and you keep going 🙂 I wish I had taken moments to slow down but I’m doing that now and it feels right. 

To end this post, I just want to say some quick thank yous to our family members because we would not have made it through the first two weeks without them. 

Thank you Tim. I cannot imagine tirelessly surviving those first weeks with anyone else. Thank you for changing LITERALLY every single diaper during our hospital stay and even those first two weeks (and some as you have just come into the room to correct me…LOL). You gave me room to heal and really showed up. I knew instantly that Madelyn was the luckiest girl in the world to have you as her Appa and i’m the luckiest girl to have you as my husband. 

Thank you Jeh (my sister) for getting onto that flight the moment I went into active labor. I told you that you didn’t have to rush, but your presence was of SO much comfort. I will never forget how you bathed me post labor. You saw my bare body in the weakest and got on your knees to help me wash. Time and time again you show up for me. You were and continue to be a safe space for me no matter what life stage we’re in. Thank you. 

Thank you Mom. I know it’s been a while since you had to help Jeh give birth, but that day I went into labor, I was shaking in fear. But you woke up as soon as Tim told you we were off to the hospital and I remember you hugged me and told me it was going to be okay. You told me you were already proud of me and that you loved me. Those words gave me the courage I needed to keep going. I was so scared but something about your mom still holding you, even in your late 20’s, and comforting you, is something no one else can do for you. Thank you for every soup you made, for every shower and nap you gave us that first month. You gave us space, you gave us rest. I am so thankful for you. 

감사합니다 어머님 (Thank you mother in law). Being away from my family physically has always been difficult, but ever since Tim and I got married, I’m so grateful for the way you’ve embraced me and treated me as your daughter. Thank you for taking care of me during pregnancy, reminding me to eat healthy, for keeping me warm. Thank you for every soy bean soup you made, and for laboring that first month to make seaweed soup. I was so touched to see the way you loved 단비 and me. You are the best 할머님 and we are so lucky to have you. 

Thank you 아버님 and Dad. Pregnancy is probably a bit foreign haha but both of you are the best prayer warriors. Even 12 months later, I know Maddy and our family are COVERED in your diligent prayers and love and that’s all we can really ask for. Thank you for being the best grandpas and for loving the three of us with such christ-like love. 

Thank you Jeremy. I don’t need to use many words. But you will always make me feel like little Mei. You make me feel sane in the midst of chaos and you show up constantly and quietly. You never make me feel bad, you anticipate my needs without being overbearing. Even after all this time, somehow you know just what I need to hear, even if it’s mostly words not spoken.  You give so much of yourself and so generously, I’m so grateful to have a brother like you. 

Thank you Michael. Similar to Jeremy, you keep me grounded. You show up quietly with exactly what I want to eat and with the juicy gossip I want to hear hahaha. You give me space to be unfiltered, and raw. You never judge and you just get Tim like I do haha. You’re the best listener and watching you take in Maddy the first time you met her holds a very special core memory in my heart. 

Thank you boys (Elliott and Oliver). I feel like in some ways I owe one of the biggest thank yous to YOU guys because you prepared me best for Maddy. You were the first two to teach me of an unconditional love for someone other than myself. You both are prayer warriors and watching you love Maddy and hold her was and continues to be so so so special to me. I love you both. 

Thank you to our first visitors and besties. I could spend a LOT of time here, but I’m going to keep it short and simple and very specific to those first days. Thank you Jo, Soph, and Sara for showing up. Not just to the hospital but emotionally and consistently. I feel so lucky to have found friends who love me so well and love my family so well. You guys keep me going :’) Thank you David and Janice for rushing to the hospital before you had to leave to meet Maddy. I knew our Maddy knew you were special people when she insisted on coming the day before you left because she couldn’t wait to meet you guys :). You guys mean so much to us. 

Lastly, 

Thank you Maddy. You were so gracious to us as we stumbled our way into parenthood. You allowed us safety and comfort to learn. You stared back at us in wonder while we stared at you. You slept well (those first two weeks) haha and you took the bottle well. You didn’t fuss when we shakily maneuvered your limbs into clothes or when we fumbled with the diaper changes. You filled a space in my heart I didn’t know was empty and you settled into this world like a pro. I miss those days when everything was new for you. You came out ready to take on the world and you’re doing so well. Thank you for showing me grace even without trying. I’m going to keep doing my best for you. 

A Count Down to Madelyn’s First! Post 1 of 7

It’s 11:35PM on the Monday BEFORE Madelyn turns 1 and here I am writing a blog post and HIGHLY motivated to do a mini series. In the midst of a chaotic week of birthday party planning, I just want to keep myself accountable to what we’re truly celebrating, and that’s ONE WHOLE YEAR OF OUR MADELYN!! 

It’s so easy to get caught up in the logistics of one. Ive caught myself saying things like “it’ll be better after her birthday” but it’s truly a catch 22. I don’t want her birthday to come quickly because these are the last few days of  her infant stage and my heart can’t handle how this time truly flew faster than I could have imagined. 

In celebration of our Miss Madelyn (as I like to call her), I’ll be doing a mini series. 7 posts over the next 7 days, celebrating who she is and how we’ve made it through! In this series, i’d like to highlight things that were difficult in the moment, but how we’ve overcome them and how we’ve all grown together.  These are moments that I want to remember and cherish. 

And with all that said, let’s get started with the VERY beginning.

Our High Risk Pregnancy

I’ll go into more detail in another post, but long story short, I have PCOS (poly cystic ovarian syndrome) and Endometriosis. Both of these conditions are highly linked with irregular menstrual cycles and infertility. I kept this in mind when we were thinking of our family *TIMELINE* but knew that at the end of the day it was up to God. And boy, was it truly up to God because in July of 2022 we were in for a surprise when I took a pregnancy test and it came back positive! Thus began our journey of knowing we were pregnant! 

When we had our first appointment and ultrasound, it was surreal seeing a little heart beat and know that I was carrying life in me! At that appointment, we were told that I had a pretty large hematoma next to the baby and while I shouldn’t worry, we would definitely have to take more precautionary steps to make sure baby was safe. I’ve always taken my health news with ease, but when we found out we were pregnant, I realized my body was not my own and the news was scary. I am so thankful for our community because we told our families and close friends, and we were surrounded with so much support and prayers. With the hematoma, I had to go in for bi-weekly check ins and I couldn’t lift anything over 10lbs or do much exercise. The risk is that since baby’s placenta is not fully formed, if the hematoma bursts, it could be dangerous. 

 

It was not the hardest first trimester, I definitely have heard of women who struggled more than me, but it was still scary! Thankfully my work supported me as I took leave (I’m a pediatric occupational therapist so let me just say that being cautionary is a bit difficult) and I was out for a month! My clients were all very understanding, my boss and co-workers were so supportive and the disability leave gave me lots of time to rest and just soak in pregnancy. I didn’t have too many difficult symptoms, I was just exhausted and I tried my best to stay calm and healthy for baby. With a hematoma, you realize so much is out of your hand, so that leaves it in God’s hand :’) There were times where I felt totally assured and there were times where I was consumed with worry and fear, but praise God because we made it through and the hematoma naturally shrunk and the placenta was healthy! I am so thankful for my OB because she never sugar coated anything but also was great about assuring me. 

BUT THEN (haha)

After we made it through the first trimester, the OBGYN sent me to a high risk doctor just to make sure everything was okay since we had a hematoma. It was at that appointment we found out that baby girl had what they call a “single umbilical artery.” Essentially, a baby should have two arteries and one vein. They don’t know why, but sometimes one artery just doesn’t work to provide blood flow. The nurse and doctor there were so helpful with giving us assurance and information and the nurse kept telling us to not look up the condition on google because she didn’t want us to be scared. OF COURSE I DID THOUGH!!! How could I not?! With SUA it was said that only 1% of women have it, and while sometimes everything is perfectly normal, this condition can also be linked with more congenital abnormalities, low birth weight and just overall diminished growth. We had to decide if we wanted further testing (at the end we decided no), and I was told that I’d have to receive high risk ultrasounds every 2-4 weeks. At the end of the day, we opted to not do further testing. We knew we were going to have our baby girl no matter what, and we leaned more heavily on our doctors and prayers. 

Well, as you know, Madelyn came out healthy and continues to be a healthy and active girl! Haha but during this period of high risk ultrasounds, Tim and I constantly talked about the power of prayer and how we felt so supported by our village. 

I was so thankful for Tim’s insurance for covering all these ultrasounds (each one is estimated to be around $1000) but we didn’t pay a cent out of pocket. My boss and clients were always so supportive when I had to go to these appointments. Our families prayed for us, our church prayed for us, our friends prayed for us. And while each visit was a bit nerve wracking (each ultrasound is so thorough. 40 minutes of them pushing down on your stomach and all you see is red and blue lines, body parts, and silent captures and measurements. You just silently sit there in a cold room not knowing what news they would deliver next. But after each appointment, the doctor told us baby girl was growing well and sometimes they’d give us a 3D picture of her! So while these appointments were a lot physically and emotionally, I was so thankful we truly got to see baby girl grow more than you typically see during pregnancy! 

This post is getting a little longer than I expected, but wow, even 1 year after Maddy was born, to think of all these things again and write it out, I am overwhelmed with so much gratitude. I am grateful that Madelyn grew so healthy inside me and was delivered earth side healthy and active. I am grateful for our village of support and love. I am grateful for Tim who went to most appointments with me but most importantly held my hand through every news (I insisted he stop coming because they became SO frequent haha). I am grateful for my body that was Maddy’s home for a short while. Considering all things, hematoma, single umbilical artery, PCOS and endometriosis, I am truly in awe of the miracle Madelyn is and so thankful that our Creator had her in his hands the whole time. I’ll end the post with this photo of me the day before I went into labor, and I want to end with saying that if you’re pregnant, or have experienced/are experiencing a high risk pregnancy, you’re not alone. Those feelings of anxiety and the feeling of being so helpless are ones that I remember and know many women feel. You got this though 🙂 It’ll be okay, maybe not in the moment, but it will be. 

Thank you little Maddy for taking care of me when you were growing inside. You continue to be the little feisty girl you were even in those little 40 weeks of gestation. You truly like to keep us on our toes and we love every little moment of it.  

ABOUT AUTHOR
Patricia OH

Hi there! My name is Patricia or Patty (I genuinely have no preference for one over the other)! I am a full time wife to Tim and momma to Maddy. I am a first time Mom and loving it but also trying to maneuver my way with grace and lots of humor. 

 This blog is meant to be a place where I document our lives as well as provide information that may be helpful to others! By no means am I an expert at anything, but I do hope that in sharing our stories and what we’re learning, it can be helpful or enjoyable for you too. Hope something on this site can bring you a smile today! 

 

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