Monday, September 17, 2012

My little ray of Hope



























Wow so it has been a while since I updated this blog. You would think that being on bedrest I would've had all the time in the world to write. I think the last pregnancy update was at 26 weeks, right before I got put on bedrest. I kept having preterm contractions, it would make my heart hurt and my ears turn red, weirdest thing ever. I would have like 7 in an hour or more so my dr said STRICT BEDREST. Thanks to my parents, and sisters, friends, and sister in laws for helping me otherwise I couldn't have done it. My kids pretty much spent the whole summer in layton. I didn't even really get a belly until I was put on bedrest so now that people see me, some didn't know I was expecting. During the ten weeks of bedrest I spent many times in the hospital with UTI's. Trent and I would watch American Pickers because that is what was always on in the triage room. I was given progestrone shots once a week at my dr's office (Both the dr and my nurse both got to know me and I kind of miss seeing them each week ;) ) At 31 weeks I was given the steriod shots, and one nurse stuck it in my butt and not the hip and oh man did that hurt for weeks! It felt like everytime I sat down I sat on a nail, so when I went in for the second shot I was scared lol. THe second one was given the right way and didn't hurt at all. I was given trebutline shots (3 at a visit) when I was in the L & D traige room. One nurse (the one who did the steriod shot) gave me two without me knowing she was goinbg to do it, she gave it to me in the arm that I was holding my phone with. (Funny thing is she couldn't give shots worth crap and I bruised on my arm, but she could get an IV in fast and was my nurse during delivery) It seemed like at week 34, 35, 36 on each monday I was back in traige. During my bedrest I tried to organize pictures on my computer, sleep, watch netflix, but the biggest thing was Lyndee's 24/7 yardsale on facebook. Friends would pick up items for me lol. I had it in my mind the way Hope was going to be born, it was going to be a lot like Faith's just watching as if it were in slow motion as she appeared into the world, put on my stomach and this time cry because it felt so unreal! I was hoping to feel my mother in law there with me and my family would be waiting in the waiting room to come see the baby. The nurses would wheel me to pp and I would hear the cute little nursery music they play on the loud speaker announcing my baby was born.  I would enjoy the hospital stay like I do and everything would be perfect. But to be honest this has taken me a while to even write about it, because change is hard for me and life happens when you make other plans. On august 17th Dr, Nippert stripped my membranes and I knew if I went in that day to the L&D she would keep me. I came home and Trent had been watching the kids, I was walking around trying to nest but dead tired after bedrest and everyone was in a bad mood. Finally I thought should I take a nap or just go in? So we went in and trent took his sweet time dropping the kids off at Kim's. I finally came in after talking to my mom in the hot car went the bathroom then saw trent and was like "Um, hello?"  He didn't think they would keep me. Driving there I kept thinking, "Just go back home, take a nap and go in later" I knew I could make it to the 29th if I wanted, but this was a Friday and trent had it off, then the weekend and then he could take three days off and it was before kids were in school so I convinced myself this was the time. The elevators at the hospital made me dizzy so we got up to L & D was put in traige and our nurse came in and asked my pain level and said if I wanted the epideral now they would keep me. I was wanting to take time like I did with Faith(however I almost missed the epideral with her) So I said "Sure I want the epideral" I didn't look very convincing,but in about five minutes I read on the moniter that it said to admit patient. I think Trent was surprised. I went into a room and they hooked me all up, it felt unreal that the time was finally going to be here. The anastesologist was flirting with the nurse it was really weird, but I got the epideral and decided I was really tired. Normally Trent and I watch tv until the delivery, but this time I tried to sleep. He was watching tv and the mood in the room was just kinda bleak. I couldn't sleep too much and the nurse kept saying she thought I would have my baby by 8. yeah right that was only in two hours. When the nurse checked on me I was 4 then the next time I was complete and she said "Are you ready to have this baby? Do you feel any pressure?" I did feel like I had to go the bathroom, and it was the baby's head coming down the birth canal. I didn't look at the time but it was past ten, and when the dr got there the nure said wait for a contraction (Normally trent counts for me and that helps a lot, but this time like last he was holding up my leg) I looked in the mirror and the dr said I didn't need to wait for a contraction, just push! I saw the baby's head already crowning and I pushed once and bamb her head popped out. It was so weird to feel the pressure of her head pop out! I asked if I should keep pushing a little bit  and I did and bamb her shoulders popped out and she was out! The dr asked if I had tore before because I tore this time! Dang it!  After she got out, they put her on my stomach. I thought I would sit there in admiration like I did with Faith and get time to suck it all in. But instead the nurses dried her off real fast and took her to another little table to work on her because she had swallowed some fluid. At that moment I thought "OH my gosh what did I do to my baby? I am so selfish for wanting her here so soon!" She wasn't crying and the nurses kept saying she was ok and she looked a good pink color. Finally after a watched my dr sew me up, I was able to hold Hope and have some skin to skin moments with her. I was dead tired and couldn't believe how fast everything was happening. I took a picture and sent out a mass text to people that she was here! The nurse rolled my bed to the p.p area, and it was almost eleven thirty and she almost sounded the lulaby but she wasn't supposed to because it would wake up the dr's sleeping. When I got to my P.P room with my baby in my arms I was able to just look at her, and I went to sleep. The next day bright and eaerly (from feeding her and turning on the news to keep me awake) my kids came up and saw her. Kim and Kenzie brought them up because they watched them for us. The kids were really excited to see their new sister and find out whose class they got in for school. ( I had texted people to look on the list at the school that day for me) The kids ended up staying so my parents could take them back with them. My parents came up with Erin and they all stayed for quiet some time. Trent went and got some chinese food and in my fortune cookie it saaid "He who has Hope , has everything" I thought it was pretty cool. I was also amazed at how good the hospital food was. Normally I hate it! but this time they had great sandwhiches, salads, and brownies!! I wasn't able to sleep at all that sat, my father in law anda new mother in law to be came up and saw the baby, cindy and her girls came up, Chad and Kelli and their families came up and then when the boys in my family left, my mom, sister, and sister in law left it was about 6 o'clock. I don't remember what happened much after that, but on Sunday we packed up and left. I was surprised that I was ready to come home even on Sat. Before I liked staying in the hospital but this time I just wanted to go home. It took some time before I could even update this blog due to the down feeling I had from my expectations and recovery. Normally Im good after two weeks but this time I am just now starting to get back to my new normal. Hope has been a wonderful baby and I am so glad she was sent to me, It's just amazing at the timing and how everything works out. Today she is one month old (I wrote half of this email one day and the rest today which is sept 17th) She looks so much like fAith and I thought that the minute I saw her. I expected her too as well.  She sleeps a lot and is hard to wake up .. but at 1:00 in the morning on the dot she wakes up and stays up for four hours!! She is getting better now however.  The first week of her life many people offered to take pictures of her so that was fun! She is just so little and now that she is one month she weighs 7'5. She was  born at 6'1 anf 17 1/2 inches long.. my smallest baby!!
I am sitting here wondering why I am struggling so much with Martha being gone for almost a year. not a day goes by that I don't miss/ or shed tears for her. I loved her so dearly and no one can ever replace her. It has given me anxiety over loosing my own mom, my husband, kids, siblings, or friends. Maybe it's because there are a lot of changes, I just had a baby and she hasn't been able to come hold her, maybe because my father in law just got married, or maybe it's because it is this time of year that she gets off her missions and can come back. I want to call her so many times. It's amazing that even the simple things like deleting her number finally off my phone was a huge step for me. I want to cry even seeing her profile on facebook has been deleted. I don't know why, but all I do know is that I miss her TERRIBLY! There are so many things I want to say to her. It's hard to talk to Trent about it because I don't want to make him miss her more, even though he doesn't show emotion at all. I keep thinking she is in st.george and I just want to call her and tell her so many things! I've been suprised how accepting of her death I was at first and how spirtual moments would happen to me. But at this point I want her back.. she can come back now.