When I look back at my blog I cannot believe how long it has been since I last posted! So much has gone on since that last Birthday it’s hard to know where to start. But I’d definitely like to start to blog again. Life as a Barry has kept me on my toes and having a place to put random thoughts sounds great! So to catch up from…well, 2 years ago here’s what’s gone on…
While in Australia I suffered a miscarriage, it was difficult & sad, but was likely the reason I stopped blogging for the most part. What I learned from this experience was that it happens to more people than I ever imagined. I found plenty of support & although we think about ‘the pea’ and our initial excitement every now and again, we grieved and continue on.
In October 2008 I found out I was pregnant again, and this time it stuck! The due date was July 4th, 2009. Pregnancy was pretty good to me overall. I was queasy all day long in the beginning and struggled with what I can only call a slight form of depression. But once the first tri-mester ended, I started to feel great & it lasted to the end…the VERY end! More on that later…
In the mean time it was time to move out of our itty bitty apartment in Concord & find a house. After LOTS of looking in a variety of towns…we found a home that was just right for us back in Andrew’s hometown of Chelmsford. We put our agent through the ringer, but couldn’t be happier with our new house. Andrew & our families got to work painting, cleaning and getting us moved in February. I was pretty useless given my pregnant state…but I’ve never run so many errands in my life!
Fast forward to July 2009 – the official ‘waiting’ begins. I was in & out of the doctor’s office for all of my regular visits…only to walk out with – nothing. No movement, no progression nothing. On my due date we were at Plum Island for the 4th of July & I was big. I thought there was no way I would be back there the next weekend…WRONG!
July 15th – my 30th birthday rolls around, NO WAY was I going to still be pregnant…WRONG! I was VERY pregnant when we celebrated at an Irish pub. Two weeks late & it was time to ‘evict’ the kid! After a day in the hospital for one drug and getting sent home, we went back on the 17th for pitocin. After starting at 7am the contractions only got stronger & stronger. By 4pm I was ALL DONE I was ready for an epidural and it was was my BEST friend! My family came to visit around 5:30pm beccause they just couldn’t wait any longer. Not long after they came in my water broke…with everyone in the room, the look on my uncle’s face was priceless. But we stil had a ways to go. There was more waiting, lots of clicking on the epidural button. Sometime in the middle of the night I was ready to push. 20 minutes of pushing and FINALLY at 3:11am Maya Carmody Barry arrived! 9lbs 15oz small! (I maintain she had a small head & therefore the pushing wasn’t so bad). I was SHOCKED she was a girl. Everyone thought we were having a boy…so I thought so too…but she suprised us, as she continues to do every day.
Now we’re coming up on Maya’s 1st birthday & I can’t believe it. The last year has been a blur of exhaustion & greatness. I’m looking forward to keeping up on all of the firsts, seconds and beyond here, and only hope I can keep up better than I have in the past!
So – if you’re bored and looking for some entertainment, that’s what I hope this blog will be for you. There’s never a dull moment in this house…hold on to your hats!!