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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Ewwwww
6 Years ago in the border town of douglas Arizona....
"Hi Elder....We're both sick...OH no, he's sick too?...Yeah we have our numbers....We ended up taking a nap at a member's house before our lesson and then we just came right home afterwards...That's a good idea, we'll go to the store when we get off the phone...Is there anything you can do for us? Why yes, yes there is...Elder, will you teach us how to hawk a loogie?"
"What?"
"Elder, We're dying here. Niether of us can breathe and we're pretty sure if we could just get this stuff out of our heads and lungs we'd feel so much better."
"I can't teach the sisters how to hawk a loogie"
"Elder, trust us, we wouldn't be asking unless we were desperate. And we're desperate. You said 'Anything'"
"Oh come on. You're serious aren't you?"
"Seriously sick, Elder Please?"
*Long Sigh* "Alright. OH I can't believe I'm doing this"
"Hold on, let me put you on speaker so we both can learn...Ok, go ahead."
Laughing "Oh my gosh. Ok, so first of all you....."
Dear, sweet, Elder Pendleton proceeded to give my companion and I lessons on how to hawk a loogie. We had been trying all day and ended up just gagging ourselves. With some very detailed lessons over the phone he taught us how to hawk a loogie and what it's supposed to sound like when you do it right.
My companion and I were mildy successful that night, and the next day were feeling well enough to go out. I wish that those lessons would have stuck. I still can't hawk a loogie and I'm wishing I could. I've been sick with a cold for coming up on 8 weeks now, and although I'm to the point where I'm feeling great and not coughing so much like a dying smoker anymore, I still have grossness stuck in my sinuses and I'm pretty sure if I could just hawk a proper loogie I could rid myself of this yuckiness.
I know, what kind of girl WANTS to hawk a loogie?
This one.
"Hi Elder....We're both sick...OH no, he's sick too?...Yeah we have our numbers....We ended up taking a nap at a member's house before our lesson and then we just came right home afterwards...That's a good idea, we'll go to the store when we get off the phone...Is there anything you can do for us? Why yes, yes there is...Elder, will you teach us how to hawk a loogie?"
"What?"
"Elder, We're dying here. Niether of us can breathe and we're pretty sure if we could just get this stuff out of our heads and lungs we'd feel so much better."
"I can't teach the sisters how to hawk a loogie"
"Elder, trust us, we wouldn't be asking unless we were desperate. And we're desperate. You said 'Anything'"
"Oh come on. You're serious aren't you?"
"Seriously sick, Elder Please?"
*Long Sigh* "Alright. OH I can't believe I'm doing this"
"Hold on, let me put you on speaker so we both can learn...Ok, go ahead."
Laughing "Oh my gosh. Ok, so first of all you....."
Dear, sweet, Elder Pendleton proceeded to give my companion and I lessons on how to hawk a loogie. We had been trying all day and ended up just gagging ourselves. With some very detailed lessons over the phone he taught us how to hawk a loogie and what it's supposed to sound like when you do it right.
My companion and I were mildy successful that night, and the next day were feeling well enough to go out. I wish that those lessons would have stuck. I still can't hawk a loogie and I'm wishing I could. I've been sick with a cold for coming up on 8 weeks now, and although I'm to the point where I'm feeling great and not coughing so much like a dying smoker anymore, I still have grossness stuck in my sinuses and I'm pretty sure if I could just hawk a proper loogie I could rid myself of this yuckiness.
I know, what kind of girl WANTS to hawk a loogie?
This one.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Banana Pancakes
I. LOVE. Food.
I'm pretty sure that it comes as no surprise to any of you. I seriously LOVE food. If you were to come to my house at any given time of the day you would find my watching or listening to food network. I'm addicted to watching people talk about and create (and let's be honest) eat some of the most delicious food you can find.
So when I'm bored I often find myself scouring food blogs and websites for fun new recipes to try at home. So the other day I was in a Jack Johnson kind of mood, which then put me in the mood for banana pancakes. I found the following recipe and thought, why not? Well, it is delicious, and is now my go to recipe for any fruit pancake. It's super moist, yet dense and fluffy at the same time. Then you get little nuggets of banana in every bite. I've made them twice in the last three days and look forward to eating the left overs for lunch today.
Thank you barefoot contessa.
Banana Sour Cream Pancakes
Ingredients
1 1/2 cups flour
3 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 teaspoons kosher salt
1/2 cup sour cream
3/4 cup plus 1 tablespoon milk
2 extra-large eggs
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 teaspoon grated lemon zest
Unsalted butter
2 ripe bananas, diced, plus extra for serving
Pure maple syrup
Directions
Sift together the flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. In a separate bowl, whisk together the sour cream, milk, eggs, vanilla, and lemon zest. Add the wet ingredients to the dry ones, mixing only until combined.
Melt 1 tablespoon of butter in a large skillet over medium-low heat until it bubbles. Ladle the pancake batter into the pan to make 3 or 4 pancakes. Distribute a rounded tablespoon of bananas on each pancake. Cook for 2 to 3 minutes, until bubbles appear on top and the underside is nicely browned. Flip the pancakes and then cook for another minute until browned. Wipe out the pan with a paper towel, add more butter to the pan, and continue cooking pancakes until all the batter is used. Serve with sliced bananas, butter and maple syrup.
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ina-garten/banana-sour-cream-pancakes-recipe/index.html
Friday, August 26, 2011
Dayna posted this and I thought it was funny. Check out barbie and ken's wedding.
http://www.glamour.com/weddings/blogs/save-the-date/2011/08/real-wedding-album-barbie-ken.html?mbid=fb_fanpage
http://www.glamour.com/weddings/blogs/save-the-date/2011/08/real-wedding-album-barbie-ken.html?mbid=fb_fanpage
Thursday, August 18, 2011
More of Madison
You really can never get enough of a baby girl as cute as this!
My good friend Dayna is an incredible photographer and was able to squeeze me in for newborn pics.You can check her out here Here are some of my favorites.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
First Camping Trip
This last Thursday and Friday Boston had his first camping trip! I was so excited! I know, I know, you're probably thinking -why would she be excited to go on a camping trip with a newborn?-
Well, I didn't go. That's why I was excited. Chris took Boston to Pineview to go boating with his family which meant I had Thursday night and all day friday to myself! Madi still sleeps a good portion of the day so I was thrilled to be able to catch up on some much needed rest, fold a mountain of laundry (I forgot how much a baby goes through), and organize and do some general cleaning.
Chris and Boston left Thursday afternoon and as soon as they left, I fed Madi and began my chore list. First on my list was cleaning out my car. After Chris's friend camping trip, and all the yard work we've been doing it was pretty dirty. I had been planning on cleaning it, but as soon as I got in the car on Thursday I realized Chris had left a tarp covered in Manure in the back. Needless to say cleaning the car suddenly jumped to the top of my chore list.
So I deep cleaned my car, picked up dinner at Cafe Rio, and headed home. I enjoyed a nice quiet evening at home and planned on starting my chores in the morning. Funny how plans can quickly change. When I woke up in the morning I had a terrible stomach ache which got worse and turned out to be food poisoning. My hopes and dreams for my day off (sort off) were out the window, and I spent the day taking care of Madi, cleaning out my system (to put it nicely) and resting.
While I was enjoying myself at home, Boston and Chris were having a blast. Chris took Boston to Cabella's to pick up something on their way up to Pineview and Boston discovered a love for that store. He bawled when they had to leave. He loved sleeping in a tent with his dad and especially loved being in the water and boating! He even went on the tube!
Turns out it was the perfect day for me to be sick because I only had one baby to worry about, which was really nice. Here are some cute pictures from the day.
Well, I didn't go. That's why I was excited. Chris took Boston to Pineview to go boating with his family which meant I had Thursday night and all day friday to myself! Madi still sleeps a good portion of the day so I was thrilled to be able to catch up on some much needed rest, fold a mountain of laundry (I forgot how much a baby goes through), and organize and do some general cleaning.
Chris and Boston left Thursday afternoon and as soon as they left, I fed Madi and began my chore list. First on my list was cleaning out my car. After Chris's friend camping trip, and all the yard work we've been doing it was pretty dirty. I had been planning on cleaning it, but as soon as I got in the car on Thursday I realized Chris had left a tarp covered in Manure in the back. Needless to say cleaning the car suddenly jumped to the top of my chore list.
So I deep cleaned my car, picked up dinner at Cafe Rio, and headed home. I enjoyed a nice quiet evening at home and planned on starting my chores in the morning. Funny how plans can quickly change. When I woke up in the morning I had a terrible stomach ache which got worse and turned out to be food poisoning. My hopes and dreams for my day off (sort off) were out the window, and I spent the day taking care of Madi, cleaning out my system (to put it nicely) and resting.
While I was enjoying myself at home, Boston and Chris were having a blast. Chris took Boston to Cabella's to pick up something on their way up to Pineview and Boston discovered a love for that store. He bawled when they had to leave. He loved sleeping in a tent with his dad and especially loved being in the water and boating! He even went on the tube!
Turns out it was the perfect day for me to be sick because I only had one baby to worry about, which was really nice. Here are some cute pictures from the day.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Summer Fun
We've had so much fun this summer! i can't believe it's August already. Here's a few of the things we've done.
Our little soccer star playing with dad before fireworks in Cedar Hills.
His new favorite hobby...throwing rocks.
Boston teaching Chris a few new tricks!
We've spent a lot of our time this summer at splash parks. Bless the mind who came up with that idea!
Boston LOVES to play with his friends across the street! They joined us at the splash park in Alpine and had a blast!
Spent some time with Uncle Destin before he left on his mission to Russia.
Then we welcomed our newest addition, Madison Rachel Adams!
Boston stayed with both sets of grandparents while we were in the hospital. Here he is being spoiled with JCW ice cream right before bed time. I wish my parents were that cool when I was growing up. You ever notice how parents become less sticklers for the rules with each child? I didn't stop it because i got ice cream too.
Chris saw this picture and thought it was Boston. She is an Adams. But couldn't you just squish those chubby cheeks?
Chris is toast. She's already got him wrapped around her cute finger!
I love this picture!!! This is how we find Boston hugging Madi if we're not around to supervise. But at least he loves her!
Our little soccer star playing with dad before fireworks in Cedar Hills.
His new favorite hobby...throwing rocks.
Boston teaching Chris a few new tricks!
We've spent a lot of our time this summer at splash parks. Bless the mind who came up with that idea!
Boston LOVES to play with his friends across the street! They joined us at the splash park in Alpine and had a blast!
Spent some time with Uncle Destin before he left on his mission to Russia.
Then we welcomed our newest addition, Madison Rachel Adams!
Boston stayed with both sets of grandparents while we were in the hospital. Here he is being spoiled with JCW ice cream right before bed time. I wish my parents were that cool when I was growing up. You ever notice how parents become less sticklers for the rules with each child? I didn't stop it because i got ice cream too.
Chris saw this picture and thought it was Boston. She is an Adams. But couldn't you just squish those chubby cheeks?
Chris is toast. She's already got him wrapped around her cute finger!
I love this picture!!! This is how we find Boston hugging Madi if we're not around to supervise. But at least he loves her!
Monday, August 1, 2011
hang of it
So I was worried about being alone with a toddler and a newborn...I still am. I haven't really had to do it all by myself since my mom has been staying with me since we came home from the hospital in order to help me recover.
Today, was really the first day that I've spent the majority of it by myself. Luckily I have an awesome neighbor who helps me. (She seriously is the greatest neighbor ever!) Boston spent a little time with them which helped me eat breakfast and get Maddie fed. When Boston came home he helped me clean while she slept, and then she woke up and the craziness began.
Maddie was screaming because she was starving, and Boston was screaming because it was nap time, but he wanted to color. I thought if I let him color that would buy me some time to feed her and then get him down. I got him settled with markers (yes, markers) and his coloring book at the table and then as I was about to feed Maddie I got a phone call from Chris. In my two minute conversation with him, Maddie was screaming and suddenly Boston had decided it was much more fun to color himself than the coloring book. One minute he was a perfectly clean child, and the next both his arms were yellow! No Joke, from just below his shoulder to his finger tips lemon yellow. Awesome. Lol. Chris caught on that things were a little hectic so we got off the phone and I began to wash Boston's arms off all the while Maddie is livid.
Boston was finally cleaned, and only semi-stained yellow when he decided that he needed milk for his nap right then. So I picked up Maddie, and warmed up some milk for him and finally got my two kids upstairs to his room. He won't go down unless I read at least one Choo-Choo book (thomas the train). So I read him his book and he went down. Oh, did I mention that this entire last part I was nursing. That's right. I've decided that the only way to take care of my older child while, at the same time, taking care of my younger child is to nurse while walking around. Luckily she's small enough right now that this is possible.
Can I just say, how talented am I? lol.
Today, was really the first day that I've spent the majority of it by myself. Luckily I have an awesome neighbor who helps me. (She seriously is the greatest neighbor ever!) Boston spent a little time with them which helped me eat breakfast and get Maddie fed. When Boston came home he helped me clean while she slept, and then she woke up and the craziness began.
Maddie was screaming because she was starving, and Boston was screaming because it was nap time, but he wanted to color. I thought if I let him color that would buy me some time to feed her and then get him down. I got him settled with markers (yes, markers) and his coloring book at the table and then as I was about to feed Maddie I got a phone call from Chris. In my two minute conversation with him, Maddie was screaming and suddenly Boston had decided it was much more fun to color himself than the coloring book. One minute he was a perfectly clean child, and the next both his arms were yellow! No Joke, from just below his shoulder to his finger tips lemon yellow. Awesome. Lol. Chris caught on that things were a little hectic so we got off the phone and I began to wash Boston's arms off all the while Maddie is livid.
Boston was finally cleaned, and only semi-stained yellow when he decided that he needed milk for his nap right then. So I picked up Maddie, and warmed up some milk for him and finally got my two kids upstairs to his room. He won't go down unless I read at least one Choo-Choo book (thomas the train). So I read him his book and he went down. Oh, did I mention that this entire last part I was nursing. That's right. I've decided that the only way to take care of my older child while, at the same time, taking care of my younger child is to nurse while walking around. Luckily she's small enough right now that this is possible.
Can I just say, how talented am I? lol.
Monday, July 25, 2011
A few Pictures
Here are some pictures of Madi until I can get the amazing ones Dayna took for me. :)
On a side note, My sister got her Mission call to Cuzco, Peru! This is her finding out where she's going. I think it's a cute picture. She leaves December 7th.
I have a lot of things I would LOVE to post, but they'll have to wait. Hopefully not too long.
On a side note, My sister got her Mission call to Cuzco, Peru! This is her finding out where she's going. I think it's a cute picture. She leaves December 7th.
I have a lot of things I would LOVE to post, but they'll have to wait. Hopefully not too long.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Tender Mercy
I know a lot of you are wanting details and pictures of our little Madison, and I promise I will get that up here asap. I don't have a way to post pics right now, but I will as soon as I can. This is a longer post, so settle in if you're really wanting to read it. :)
I wanted to share how my labor and delivery was really a tender mercy from Heavenly Father and reminded me of how, just like a loving parent, He does what He can to bring us happiness and let us know He loves us.
Many of you know I had a c-section with Boston. Click here if you want the whole story for him, but if you don't want to read that basically the doctor told me that after 13 hours of labor it was clear that I would not be able to have him naturally because my pelvis is angled smaller than normal and he wouldn't fit.
This time around I was really worried about having a c-section with Boston around. The healing process after my first c-section was absolutely awful. It's not something that I really looked forward to having to go through again, especially with a toddler who loved to use me as a jungle gym.
As my due date grew closer I became a little worried about labor and what it would bring. I really wanted to do a VBAC, but was uncertain I would be able to do it. Also, at least with a c-section I knew what I was getting into. As I started going to my weekly doctor's appointments and found I wasn't dilating at all I wrestled with the idea of what to do. I went back and forth on whether to schedule my c-section, or wait to see if I would go into labor. But if I waited, I ran the risk of Chris being in Paris when the big moment came. Because I had a previous c-section they couldn't enduce my labor or do anything to help me along. It was all up to me if I wanted to do a VBAC. In the end I decided to schedule the c-section for the 13th and was for the most part ok with the idea since it seemed like my body wasn't doing anything. After my last appointment and finding that I was still at a Zero I burst into tears and called Chris. I was so frustrated. I told Chris that nothing was happening and that I had given up my hopes of a VBAC. He reminded me that Heavenly Father could help me go into Labor if I asked Him, and I, being discouraged, said something along the lines of "I doubt it." To which he replied, "Well, I guess you don't have enough faith." That hit me. I really hadn't even asked.
I decided I needed to take my worries to Heavenly Father. I knew He knew whether or not it was possible for me to have kids naturally or not. I asked Him to help me go into labor early if it was possible for me to have kids naturally. I really didn't want to go to the hospital, have a c-section and always wonder if I would have been able to have kids the same way as everybody else if I had just waited for my body to go into labor. I wanted so badly for just the chance to have the baby vaginally. I also felt like if I went into labor and needed a c-section anyway, then I would know that it would never be possible for me to have kids without a c-section. (I hope this is making sense). I was constantly praying and asking Heavenly Father for the chance to go into labor. I also knew that whatever happened was supposed to happen and it was in the Lord's hands.
On saturday night Chris and I went out on our traditional last date before baby. We joked that the last date sent me into labor with Boston and, even though I still had 10 days before I was due, maybe it would work again. We went to dinner, picked out trees for our yard, then went to Transformers 3 (long, but better than I thought).
At 4:30 am I woke up to Boston calling for me. I decided to go to the bathroom before I went in to lay down with him. While in the bathroom I felt something weird and thought maybe my bladder was just acting up. I figured it was probably nothing and began washing my hands when it felt like I wet my pants a little. I began to wonder if my water had broke. I sent Mary in with Boston and, after some research, decided to wake Chris up and go to the hospital to see if my water had broke. We packed a hospital bag and left. I was still barely leaking and figured since I wasn't having contractions we would probably get sent home with the "You just have a weak bladder" explanation for the leaking.
We got to the hospital and as soon as I stepped out of the car water went gushing down my legs. My water was definitely broken. The confirmed it, and said I was still at a 0. I told them I would like to try a VBAC and they told me it was going to be a long day. They continued to check me through out the morning only to discover that she wasn't dropping at all so I wasn't dilating. At one point the nurse came in and said "How are you doing with your contractions?" I looked at her and said, "I'm not having any." She looked at the monitor and said "You're actually having one right now." They moved me into a more suitable "laboring postition" and left me.
Around 8:40am we figured nothing was going to happen for a while, I was still at a zero, and Chris left to get something to eat. Not 5 minutes later the Nurse and the doctor came in and the doctor said "How are you doing with your contractions?" I said "I think I felt something about 15 minutes ago" He and the nurse looked at me and said "well you're actually having contractions every 3-4 minutes. The fact that you're not feeling them at all is telling us they're not working and this isn't going to happen. What do you say we just get this done and have this baby right now by c-section." Now, many women probably would be disappointed to hear that, but at this point I knew that this was as much as my body could do, and that she would never drop.
Heavenly Father had answered my prayers. He let me go into labor and learn for myself that having my babies naturally would never really be an option for me. My body just can't do it. I was at complete peace with having a c-section, and was so grateful that I had had the chance to experience my water breaking.
Since Chris was gone, we set the surgery for 9:30 am. He had left his cell phone so there was no way to get a hold of him. I sat watching the clock as time ticked away. Finally, at 9:15 am Chris came strolling in with a big burrito from Beto's only to discover I was about to leave to get prepped and he had only a few minutes to eat and get in the operating room. He shoved the burrito in his mouth and quickly got changed. They did a spinal tap on me and began a few minutes before he walked in the door.
The moment I heard her cry my heart filled with so much love, and I couldn't help but smile. She is a very special little girl, and we're blessed to have her a part of out family.
Because I didn't labor relly at all this c-section has been a million times better than my first. I feel great! Really! The hardest part so far has been finding the right pain meds to put me on. I had a bad reaction to the first two, and was itching like crazy the first 36 hours. I felt like I wanted to rip my skin off. Nothing could touch and I barely was able to stand even holding her to nurse. The anesthegiologist and the charge nurse finally figure out the problem and switched my meds. Since then I have felt fantastic!
Madi is doing amazing!She was born at 8 pounds 9 oz and was 19 inches. She's got light brown hair with a hint of red and is beautiful! The first day she looked so much like Boston that i had a hard time calling her "she" or "her" because, to me, it was Boston all over again. As the days passed she came into her own, and while she still looks like her brother, she has taken on a look all her own. She is sweet, and calm, but super impatient. When she's ready to eat, she wanted it 5 minutes ago. lol.
We are all completly in love with her. Especially Boston! Whew! He absolutely adores her and is so gentle and sweet with her. He loves to show her his favorite toys and play cars with her. He will put one of his favorite cars in her hand so she can hold it and then he'll drive his car around her and show her what to do.
Looking back on the whole thing I am so grateful for my Heavenly Father. He knows me so well, and really does what He can to answer my prayers. Even if the things I'm wanting and hoping for really don't matter in the long run, like having a c-section verses VBAC, He knows that they matter to me, and does what He can to help me out. He has blessed me with an incredible husband, and two amazing spirits for my children. He really is a loving parent who wants to do what He can for his Children, and will. I know He hears our prayers, no matter how ridiculous, and loves us more than we know. I love my Heavenly Father, and am so thankful for the tender mercies He is constantly giving me.
I wanted to share how my labor and delivery was really a tender mercy from Heavenly Father and reminded me of how, just like a loving parent, He does what He can to bring us happiness and let us know He loves us.
Many of you know I had a c-section with Boston. Click here if you want the whole story for him, but if you don't want to read that basically the doctor told me that after 13 hours of labor it was clear that I would not be able to have him naturally because my pelvis is angled smaller than normal and he wouldn't fit.
This time around I was really worried about having a c-section with Boston around. The healing process after my first c-section was absolutely awful. It's not something that I really looked forward to having to go through again, especially with a toddler who loved to use me as a jungle gym.
As my due date grew closer I became a little worried about labor and what it would bring. I really wanted to do a VBAC, but was uncertain I would be able to do it. Also, at least with a c-section I knew what I was getting into. As I started going to my weekly doctor's appointments and found I wasn't dilating at all I wrestled with the idea of what to do. I went back and forth on whether to schedule my c-section, or wait to see if I would go into labor. But if I waited, I ran the risk of Chris being in Paris when the big moment came. Because I had a previous c-section they couldn't enduce my labor or do anything to help me along. It was all up to me if I wanted to do a VBAC. In the end I decided to schedule the c-section for the 13th and was for the most part ok with the idea since it seemed like my body wasn't doing anything. After my last appointment and finding that I was still at a Zero I burst into tears and called Chris. I was so frustrated. I told Chris that nothing was happening and that I had given up my hopes of a VBAC. He reminded me that Heavenly Father could help me go into Labor if I asked Him, and I, being discouraged, said something along the lines of "I doubt it." To which he replied, "Well, I guess you don't have enough faith." That hit me. I really hadn't even asked.
I decided I needed to take my worries to Heavenly Father. I knew He knew whether or not it was possible for me to have kids naturally or not. I asked Him to help me go into labor early if it was possible for me to have kids naturally. I really didn't want to go to the hospital, have a c-section and always wonder if I would have been able to have kids the same way as everybody else if I had just waited for my body to go into labor. I wanted so badly for just the chance to have the baby vaginally. I also felt like if I went into labor and needed a c-section anyway, then I would know that it would never be possible for me to have kids without a c-section. (I hope this is making sense). I was constantly praying and asking Heavenly Father for the chance to go into labor. I also knew that whatever happened was supposed to happen and it was in the Lord's hands.
On saturday night Chris and I went out on our traditional last date before baby. We joked that the last date sent me into labor with Boston and, even though I still had 10 days before I was due, maybe it would work again. We went to dinner, picked out trees for our yard, then went to Transformers 3 (long, but better than I thought).
At 4:30 am I woke up to Boston calling for me. I decided to go to the bathroom before I went in to lay down with him. While in the bathroom I felt something weird and thought maybe my bladder was just acting up. I figured it was probably nothing and began washing my hands when it felt like I wet my pants a little. I began to wonder if my water had broke. I sent Mary in with Boston and, after some research, decided to wake Chris up and go to the hospital to see if my water had broke. We packed a hospital bag and left. I was still barely leaking and figured since I wasn't having contractions we would probably get sent home with the "You just have a weak bladder" explanation for the leaking.
We got to the hospital and as soon as I stepped out of the car water went gushing down my legs. My water was definitely broken. The confirmed it, and said I was still at a 0. I told them I would like to try a VBAC and they told me it was going to be a long day. They continued to check me through out the morning only to discover that she wasn't dropping at all so I wasn't dilating. At one point the nurse came in and said "How are you doing with your contractions?" I looked at her and said, "I'm not having any." She looked at the monitor and said "You're actually having one right now." They moved me into a more suitable "laboring postition" and left me.
Around 8:40am we figured nothing was going to happen for a while, I was still at a zero, and Chris left to get something to eat. Not 5 minutes later the Nurse and the doctor came in and the doctor said "How are you doing with your contractions?" I said "I think I felt something about 15 minutes ago" He and the nurse looked at me and said "well you're actually having contractions every 3-4 minutes. The fact that you're not feeling them at all is telling us they're not working and this isn't going to happen. What do you say we just get this done and have this baby right now by c-section." Now, many women probably would be disappointed to hear that, but at this point I knew that this was as much as my body could do, and that she would never drop.
Heavenly Father had answered my prayers. He let me go into labor and learn for myself that having my babies naturally would never really be an option for me. My body just can't do it. I was at complete peace with having a c-section, and was so grateful that I had had the chance to experience my water breaking.
Since Chris was gone, we set the surgery for 9:30 am. He had left his cell phone so there was no way to get a hold of him. I sat watching the clock as time ticked away. Finally, at 9:15 am Chris came strolling in with a big burrito from Beto's only to discover I was about to leave to get prepped and he had only a few minutes to eat and get in the operating room. He shoved the burrito in his mouth and quickly got changed. They did a spinal tap on me and began a few minutes before he walked in the door.
The moment I heard her cry my heart filled with so much love, and I couldn't help but smile. She is a very special little girl, and we're blessed to have her a part of out family.
Because I didn't labor relly at all this c-section has been a million times better than my first. I feel great! Really! The hardest part so far has been finding the right pain meds to put me on. I had a bad reaction to the first two, and was itching like crazy the first 36 hours. I felt like I wanted to rip my skin off. Nothing could touch and I barely was able to stand even holding her to nurse. The anesthegiologist and the charge nurse finally figure out the problem and switched my meds. Since then I have felt fantastic!
Madi is doing amazing!She was born at 8 pounds 9 oz and was 19 inches. She's got light brown hair with a hint of red and is beautiful! The first day she looked so much like Boston that i had a hard time calling her "she" or "her" because, to me, it was Boston all over again. As the days passed she came into her own, and while she still looks like her brother, she has taken on a look all her own. She is sweet, and calm, but super impatient. When she's ready to eat, she wanted it 5 minutes ago. lol.
We are all completly in love with her. Especially Boston! Whew! He absolutely adores her and is so gentle and sweet with her. He loves to show her his favorite toys and play cars with her. He will put one of his favorite cars in her hand so she can hold it and then he'll drive his car around her and show her what to do.
Looking back on the whole thing I am so grateful for my Heavenly Father. He knows me so well, and really does what He can to answer my prayers. Even if the things I'm wanting and hoping for really don't matter in the long run, like having a c-section verses VBAC, He knows that they matter to me, and does what He can to help me out. He has blessed me with an incredible husband, and two amazing spirits for my children. He really is a loving parent who wants to do what He can for his Children, and will. I know He hears our prayers, no matter how ridiculous, and loves us more than we know. I love my Heavenly Father, and am so thankful for the tender mercies He is constantly giving me.
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