Pics & Birth Story

a big yawn! (you can see him if you click on it to make it larger! :) )

Austin's work sent me this gorgeous arrangement of flowers.

our itty bitty one

the sweetest little baby

snoozin'

Nana got him this adorable little "it's a boy" bear.


Well... as Austin said, "you'll like these pictures if you like pictures of a couch and wall!" :) But, this is my blog, and I like them, so I'm posting them. I think you can actually see him pretty good if you click on the image to make it larger. I'll be posting more closeups soon though!

William is doing SO GOOD! He sleeps well, eats well, and seems to be so content and happy. I love to see his little eyes move around trying to focus at something and then when he sees something, his eyes will go wider and his forehead will wrinkle up. It's so cute. I have been a little surprised at myself about how much I have ABSOLUTELY LOVED taking care of him. He's such a little miracle!


I can't believe it's already been a week since I had William, so I thought today would be a good day to write about William's birth...

Being 3 days past my due date, I was about hopeless to have this baby. As I was sitting in Relief Society (a class in church), it was dark and stormy outside with rain, lightning, and thundering, when the contractions began! Just like lightning, out of nowhere I started having big painful ones starting at 4:30 p.m. Then 4:36, 4:45, 4:51, and when another one came at 4:55, I was out the door (barely able to walk) to gather the family up and tell them "it's time!" This was my first time being at our new ward. Some of the girls in my new ward got frantic that I was in labor and helped me to hurry and find where the kids were. By 5:00 p.m., the contractions were coming every few minutes. We got home and Austin hurried to take the kids over to Joe and Nannette's house. It took him 40 minutes... I was dying! So we get to the hospital and they tell us to sit and wait because there isn't a room that is clean. So we wait. After quite a while, a nurse comes and checks me and says I'm admitted. She said to my doctor that "I was going to walk her, but I don't think that she'll need to." DUH, I'm having massive contractions! I tell the nurse that I am ready to have an epidural. She tells me that it shouldn't be a problem getting it quickly. She says the only time it takes a long time is when there is a scheduled cesarean, and there weren't any tonight. I think, GREAT! With Emma, I remember having to wait about an hour to get it and how painful that was. So they finally take us to my room. By this time, I'm having contractions pretty much one on top of the other and guess what... NO NURSE! NOBODY THERE! NOT EVEN HOOKED UP TO ANYTHING! This was so hard for me!!!!! I was upset! My absolute worse fear going into this labor is not being taken care of. I knew the difference of not being taken care of (with Emma) and being taken care of (with Lily). I cried that I wasn't able to get a midwife because of our insurance situation. I was about ready to have this baby and nobody was even in the room!!! Probably after 30 minutes a nurse comes in and says, "oh... nobody's been here." "oh, you aren't hooked up." NOOOOOOOO! She apologizes and says that she was sorry. She said that the storm put a bunch of ladies in labor and that there was an emergency on the floor. So she starts working as fast as she can, which I do appreciate, but it wasn't enough! I needed more people in there helping her get me ready to have this baby. Then she has me do tons of paperwork, which I understand needs to be done, but I had ALREADY done it when I preregistered! Yeah, have you tried listening to someone and sign your name during a massive contraction. I can tell you I didn't care what my signature looked like and I could have signed my life away for all I cared. I just wanted them to hurry. So I ask, when is the epidural going to be here... (as hours ago I already told them that I was ready and she said it wasn't going to be a problem). She says, "we can't send the anestethiologist until your blood work is back and that takes THIRTY minutes after she gets it and takes it to them. By this time, I was ready to PUSH!!! Of course, the nurse says, "YOU CAN'T PUSH!" (because NOBODY was there!) All I have to say, is when you HAVE to push, you HAVE to push! It had been 3 hours of hard labor and I was still an hour away from getting an epidural. At this time, 2 more nurses made their way in to watch (and that's all they did) for baby's head to pop out when what comes out... meconium (baby poop). Luckily one of nurses recognized what was wrong and said that it looks like it came out of baby's bum. They hurry and check me, see that he is breech, and then FINALLY (now that I was emergency) within seconds people start taking me seriously. They call my doctor and wheel me to the operating room. You know the screams that the lady on Robin Hood makes when they deliver her baby, those were my SCREAMS! I couldn't help it! Even after having 2 other deliveries, I didn't really think that women in labor had to full out scream. I was screaming at the top of my lungs! (my throat hurt the next day) I thought I was going to DIE! I was pushing out a breech baby!!!! (his bum was covered in bruises to prove it). Austin couldn't go in the operating room with me. While I was in the operating room, I tell them they've got to put me out because I just couldn't bear the PAIN... I can't even begin to describe it! My doctor just barely arrived and because of the pain I was in decides to do an emergency cesarean. My Mom always says that "oh, you'll forget the pain." NOT THIS TIME!! I will never forget how much pain I was in. After a few minutes of PURE AGONY, I was out. I remember waking up foggy with the doctors face in front of me... (I remember stroking her face (funny!)). She told me later that I said, "aren't you going to stay with me?" She also told me that this is the only time that she has ever had to drive 70 mph on the feeder road! Luckily, I see that baby is well and beautiful. So... all in all.. this was such a "terrible, terrible, terrible" delivery because I was not taken care of! If somebody was there with me and taken care of me I would have had an epidural HOURS before i did, and they would have known that the baby was breech, and I never would have had to go through the most excruciating pain I dare say I'll ever have. This sounds CRAZY, I know, but It's almost like I KNEW that I wasn't going to be taken care of. I feel like I had a natural birth and a cesarean birth when it wasn't necessary. I will, without a doubt, have a midwife if we have another baby! It is night and day experience...I'm tellin' ya!

But, it's o.k. because I have a PERFECT little son that makes me so happy! :)