Tuesday June 18 was a pretty normal day to begin with. Little did I know my whole world would shortly be changing.
I was getting ready for my second day back to work after being on bed rest for 2 1/2 weeks.
I was really excited to get out of the house and make some money!
As I was doing my hair and such I started to have some mild cramps and contractions
{I figured they were Braxton Hicks as they weren't very painful}.
Within 45 minutes they became so strong that I couldn't stand up through them.
I was literally about to walk out the door thinking I would just sit at the register during work,
but I had a feeling I should just tell Bradon that either I would be late or having a baby.
He laughed and was fine with it.
{Bradon is our good friend. He is managing for me this summer. He has been such a champ and doesn't hate me -yet- for all of the craziness that has evolved in the last weeks of this pregnancy}.
Jon was gone to class and work for the day. I tried calling and texting him a handful of times and couldn't get a hold of him...
that's when I started to freak! I knew his class got over an hour earlier, so what the heck??
I was about to drive the hospital myself when he finally called me back.
He got home so fast and did a great job keeping me calm as he finished packing our hospital bag.
On our way to LDS Hospital we got stuck on the freeway where there was a horrible accident.
I had 5 or more stroooong contractions before we had even moved. So fun!
We got there at 2pm, I got my hospital gown on, and they checked to see how far along I was.
"Oh wow, you're at a 7 and 100% effaced. You want an epidural right? We better get that going right now before it's too late!"
Good work, bod ;)
The epidural rocked and I felt relief almost instantly. So much that I couldn't feel my left leg at all, it was crazy.
They wheeled me into the delivery room to hang out for at least 4 hours so the penicillin could do it's work
{or else I could have passed strep b to the babe}.
My sister Brittany met us there, I was so grateful to have her there to give advice and help me understand just what was going on.
AND she took pictures of the delivery which is pretty awesome.
Around 6pm the nurse came in to check me and break my water. I was at a 9.
After breaking my water I felt very strong contractions on my right side. They were so painful it seemed as if I hadn't had an epidural at all! The anesthesiologist asked if I would like to have the epidural re-administered. In my mind I thought the delivery would go really quick, but Britt reminded me that she pushed for 2 1/2 hours with her first...so I decided a second shot was a great idea!
Once again it worked instantly and I felt so much relief. Thank goodness!
We started pushing at 7:50pm and had to stop because the dr wasn't there yet and baby's head was sticking out! {tmi? sorry!}
Dr Jackson got there, I pushed 4 or so more times and we were done! SO much quicker and easier than I could have hoped for.
Say hello to Oliver Jack Feller!
Born 3 weeks early on Tuesday June 18 at 8:38pm.
7 pounds 3 ounces.
20 1/2 inches long.
The amount of love that I feel for this perfect little boy is impossible to explain.
It is amazing that this sweet baby was just with our Heavenly Father, and that we have always been his mom and dad here on earth. I can't wait to watch him grow! He already has some cute quirks about him. I love watching him sleep with his mouth open. He loves his hands. He loves to be snuggled, if only he could just sleep on my chest all night every night...I bet we would both get a lot more sleep that way. I love when he is awake, his eyes are so sweet. He spits up a lot, but it doesn't bother him. I feel bad that his clothes get all wet and his tummy is probably hungry majority of the time, but he only cries when he is getting changed because our house is so cold. I love his long fingers and toes. I love his poo face. I love his gas smiles.
I just love my little Oli.
The amount of love I feel for my feller is also impossible to explain. It seemed to grow so much as soon as Oliver was laid on my chest.
Together we created this beautiful babe, I can't imagine a better dad for my children.
He has already been so helpful day and night. He adores our little guy so much. I can't wait to watch him and our son be buddies and play sports.
Jon is hoping that Oliver will be taller than both of us... we will see about that!
Oli loves getting bathed
He sleeps all day and stirs all night. We will figure it out :)
Oliver and I love skin-to-skin.
Heading home was a little scary, but it has been great.
It is hard to remember our lives before Oliver joined our family!
My body seems to be getting used to the lack of sleep and countless hours of feeding and changing.
We have hoped and prayed for this for some time, I can't imagine a better time than now for Oli to be here.
It is going to be a challenge at times with Jon in school and work full time, money is going to be reallllly tight for years to come.
But I know I am supposed to be a mother. I know Oliver was sent to our family at this time for special reasons.
What a sacred experience this whole pregnancy has been.
We love you so much, Oliver!
