The Birth Story

I know this is late, but every time I go to write down Kiera's birth story, I just can't seem to do it justice. So at this point I am just getting it out there so I don't forget too many details.

The day before Kiera was born I went to see Dr. Judd for hopefully my final exam, and to plead with him to get that sweet little angel out of my tummy. I gave him my two cents and he said if I was dilated enough he would think about it. He proceeded to give a very painful examination, and while he was doing this terrible thing he said, word for word mind you, 'Don't worry it will be worth it.' haha oh man funny guy, lets see him suffer through one of those sometime. I left the office sore but happy (he granted me an induction date for that Thursday, Hallelujah there was an end in sight!).

That night I got all snuggled into bed ready for a great nights sleep (not true I had terrible insomnia) and had just fallen asleep (3 am) when I started to feel these terrible pinches and cramps in my tummy. I thought ' These are some really intense Braxton Hicks.' It didn't cross my mind at the time that they might actually be contractions. They weren't too bad yet so I would fall asleep for about 10 min only to wake up to another one. This went on until 5 in the morning when I finally just got out of bed and walked around. I woke PJ up because he needed to be awake for some reason...I really don't know why I just woke him up...I wasn't in labor. HA. We waited it out, let me rephrase that, I waited it out while PJ slept on the couch, but they weren't getting any closer than 7 min apart so I sent him begrudgingly off to school, with an 'I will call if you need to come home'.

I called him 45 min later. I was pretty sure at that point I was in labor. They were intense little buggers. They still were only 7 min apart so I was hesitant to get going so 'soon' but they hurt and I was tired. I called my Mom so she could come down, and called Alicia, my wonderful friend who lives in Lehi, to watch Addie for a couple of hours until my Mom could come take her off of her hands. I cannot thank her enough for that. By the way driving 45 min in the car while you're in labor sucks. Anyways, I got there, got signed in and the contractions stopped, and I panicked. But this lovely nurse, that I will love always,checked me and I was dilated to a 6 and fully effaced. Awesome. Chest bump, I felt like a 'Sturdy Mountain Woman' haha ask Alicia about that one.

So I got dressed in a lovely little blue number and got all settled into the hospital room. They asked me if I was going to want the epidural and I said 'Hook Me Up'. Another moment of awesome. OK. So here's where it starts to get good. My water still hasn't broken mind you. I was sticking at a 6-7 so they pumped me with devil juice (pitocin, seriously have a love hate relationship with that stuff) and progress to a 10 in no time at all. So they called my Dr. to get there ASAP because this baby was a comin'. They took me off the pitocin because I was progressing too quickly for the Dr. to get there in time. But he made it. My Mom was there, that lovely woman, and she and PJ were settling in Addie with a movie and some snacks when the most hillarious event happens. The Dr. got all settled in and told me he was going to break my water. He did. And well lets just say anyone who was at the south end got a good dose of what it would be like to ride a water park ride, in an intertube, in the rain. Oh my goodness. My water EXPLODED! What would you do? Really? I laughed so hard (that didn't help the situation either). Oh, and just so you know PJ is still not in the room. Anyways I laughed so hard that the baby almost slide right out of me. Thankfully the Dr. was there to keep her from falling out or bad things would have happened. The shell shocked nurses hurried PJ into the room, and bada bing bada boom (AKA two pushes) and Kiera was born. That beautiful sweet angel of a baby. Oh, there is no other emotion to compare to the birth of a child. It is just pure sweet bliss coupled with relief. She was nearly the same height and weight as her sister, and she was perfect. There you go. I hope it lived up to expectations. Because it sure did for me.