Little Mans Birth Story

And finally more then two years later here is the story of how he came to us:

November 4th

11:45 p.m.  Woke up to soaked underwear and bed, checked it out in the bathroom, and no I did not wet the bed (no pun intended). While gently shaking my hubbys shoulder, “Honey I think my water broke.” “Are you serious?”

November 5th

1:00 a.m.ish  Arrived at hospital.

7:00 a.m.ish  My contractions were not as close together as my nurse wanted (even though for tenish minutes before I had had three really strong contractions, that weren’t measured because the monitor was flipped on my stomache. Wanting as natural a birth as possible I should have asked if we could wait a little longer before petocin was administered… but I didn’t) so she delivered the petocin drip.

10:30 a.m.ish  The contractions were so painful and I felt like I was going to die, and the worst part? I was only half-way dialated. It had to get 5 times worse. I made the decision, I could not do this without the medication. Whenever I hear of or watch (like on TV) anyone not having an epidural I have a newfound respect for them. The nurse came in and told me I had to sit still as he admistered it, in between really short contrations. In between the blinding pain and trying to breathe, I had a milli-second thought of, “If I don’t hold completely still, am I going to be paralized?” But I tried to hold as still as I could, and then the millions of years that was probably two and a half minutes at most was finished. The pain lessened and then almost disappeared. A wonderful difference from 30 minutes ago.

12:45 p.m.ish  I was dialated and it was moving into the pushing phase of labor. But my parents we about an hour or so out so I labored down, and just let the contractions of my uterous push my little man down. As long as we were both doing okay there was no problem with this.

2:00 p.m. My parents said they were just about to park the car. But that is also when his heartbeat started to drop a little and the nurse was like, okay I’m calling the doctor, we are going to start pushing. She had my hubby go down and look while I pushed and you could see the top of his head. He was totally surprised. “Oh my Gosh! He’s just right there!”

2:00-2:05 p.m. Lots of nurses came into the room and were getting things ready and my doctor was suiting up. As I was waiting to be told what to do, it was now really hard not to push, since I had done those 2 or 3 practice pushes. And finally my dad walked in, having driven all night from Seattle WA area to Idaho Falls ID. And he was like “Wheres mom? She must have stopped to use the restroom.” The nurse said, “All right dad give her a kiss and head out, we are having this baby!” Then my mom came in and I started pushing.

2:06 Because I really could not feel the contractions at all they told me when to push. In between each push I was laughing. It was a completely surreal experience to have been waiting my whole life for this child and then to be so close to having him in my arms.

2:21 He was born and immediately handed up to me and I held him skin to skin. The moment he was born I was completely overwhelmed with love, so much so that two years later I still can not fully describe the powerful emotions I felt that day that clung to me like a hug for the next six months. I said “It’s so nice to meet you,” while crying. My hubby was on my left and my mom on my right. And we just soaked him in.


Then after a minute our doctor had my Hubby cut the cord and they took Ayden over to get his measurements and to clean him up, while I also was cleaned up (I started to tear, and then recieved an episiotomy) and the placenta was born. Because I still had the epidural in my system I felt amazing and exclaimed that we should have 12 more kids and start working on it immediately. They brought him back to me all bundled up and soon thereafter we tried nursing, we both had to learn a thing or two, but we got the hang of it sooner or later. As the epidural wore off and the pain came to me in full force I decided that I could wait a little while longer before having our next child and that 12 was a ridiculous number of labor and births not to mention children.


The first and last time that he sucked on his fingers.

me and ayden

The first few days were beautiful and exhausting and funny and sad as we started adjusting to this new little person in our lives. He truly has taught us the meaning of love and of life. We feel so blessed to be his parents.


Happy Turkey Day!

Wherever you may be, I wish you a Happy Thanksgiving,  and hope that you have much to be thankful for.  I know that I do.  We are on our way to my sister in laws house to celebrate with family and are so glad that they are close so that we can do so. Whether you already have had your Thanksgiving dinner or are just about to, I hope you enjoy it and those that you share it with.

From our Family, to Yours…
Happy Thanksgiving!

A Lot to be Thankful For

I am sorry the only message you got from me last week was one of discouragement and frustration. That is not me, well not normally anyways. I just wanted to show that not everything is perfect around here, (if anyone even thought that when I am always saying how imperfect I am anyways).
This time however is a time to reflect on the many blessings we have been given and all that we are Thankful for. I mean that is the name of the Holiday we will be celebrating tomorrow, isn’t it? Thanks-giving. In recent years, this time of year has become too commercialized and focused on getting the best deal as soon as you can for as cheap as you can. People have even died over the issue. That seems beyond ridiculous to me.
This year we are setting apart Thanksgiving Day, as a sacred day.  A day for family, excellent food, and football (a tradition brought from my husband’s side of our little family). We are going to reflect on the things we are thankful for this past year and look to the future with all of its brightness with our hopes and dreams. And if we do any “black friday” shopping we will be doing so at local small businesses, to help boost our local economy.
So my invitation to you is that when you have a few moments in between the hustle and bustle of the next few days take that time to be thankful, to recognize the blessings that are before you whether they be family, friends, good food, or just life in general. We all have been truly blessed, isn’t it about time we start recognizing it?

From our Family, to Yours… With love and Thanks-giving this Holiday season!
What are you thankful for this time of year?

Tuesday=Tough Day

Man oh man, Tuesday was tough. Ugh. So tough! Everything was going wrong.  And my cluttered little apartment was caveing in on me.  There was too much to do.  And I couldn’t get started.  I would try to pick something up, start the dishes, or pick up the toys, but it would all become too overwhelming and my stress level would mount. I seemed to be praying for help and patience all morning. I was working on the laundry when my little man came in with his leftover breakfast bowl somehow in his hands and he continued smearing and painting things with it. I say continued because had been doing so in the carpet in the front room.  I wish I could say that my reaction was one of an understanding parent that laughed it off, tickled him and kissed his messy face, but that would be a lie. I became even more frustrated and quickly whipped the little man into a new outfit.  I then brought him to his high chair to get him some food, and he started screaming at me. I then turned to him and said, “Do you not see that there is so much more to be done in this house then just what you want to do at this very instant?” And that broke the flood gates. I started bawling, almost uncontrollably. Going on and on about how I just want to be a good mom and wife; AND live in a clean home.  Little man was definitely concerned and tried to be a little better I could tell.  But then my wonderful hubby came home and helped take care of little man and me. He even called some friends to come help me can some of the 52 lbs of apple’s we previously picked, while he was at work. 
Just knowing that there were other people willing to help me, especially when I was so overwhelmed helped to change my attitude 180º. I am so thankful for those people in my life who care enough to step in and lighten the load every once in a while.

Thank you.

And thank you, dear reader, for letting me share some of my tough moments from our lives and for not judging me too harshly. As I’ve said before and will Most definitely say again, I love my little boy more then words can ever describe.
From our Family, to yours…

Have you ever had terrible days where nothing just seemed to be going right? How did you handle them?

A Memorable Day and A Memorable Year

On December 30 my dear husband and I attend the Temple for the first time in Twin Falls. What a beautiful day and what a beautiful experience. We had our family and friends there with us and it was something that I will never forget. Learn more about why Temples are so important and what happens inside here.

Earlier that day we also went to the Shoshone Falls, which is just minutes away from the Temple. It was so Beautiful to see the falls, it truly was breath-taking.

This year truly has been so blessed! I hope that next year will be just as blessed for all of us with more adventures and SnickerPlum fun. THANK YOU so much for your friendship and kindness!

Plums are Purple and Snickers are Sweet,

From my family to yours…