3 weeks

Here she is at 3 weeks. And since I have not mastered being super mom yet that is all you're getting. In fact, the blog will probably be neglected for awhile. I need to use my time to focus on my kids, my husband, and creating a memorable holiday season with family and friends.

Mya's Story

When she was born, I didn't hear her cry right away but really thought nothing of it since Jacob had trouble too. I just thought they'd suck out all the fluids and get her screaming loud and clear in no time. The nurse brought over her to me for a quick look then told me she'd had to give her oxygen and needed to get her to the nursery ASAP. Of course I sent Jarom with her. Short version of the story is that she had aspirated on some fluids which caused pneumonia in one of her lungs. She was on oxygen for about 24 hours and IV fluids to keep her blood sugar level normal. I didn't get to see her for about 7 hours and even then I could only hold her hand. I finally got to hold her the next day once they got her weaned from the oxygen and she was able to keep her saturation levels up on her own. They also weaned her from the IV fluids so I could start feeding her. She was put on two different antibiotics for the infection which were administered via IV. The IV moved from her to foot to her scalp to her hand to her forehead back to her scalp. Her poor little hands and feet were black and blue from so many pokes. I was discharged from the hospital on Halloween but had to leave my sweet baby there. There is nothing harder than leaving your baby behind when you've waited so long to see her and hold her and take her home. I made several trips back and forth to the hospital to feed her and hold her over the next couple of days. They finally decided to let us take her home on Monday night and finish her IV meds at home. So that is what we did. It was such a relief when Wednesday night rolled around, and the home health nurse came to take out her IV. I know it could have been a lot worse, and so I am grateful that she was able to fight off the infection and be so healthy now.

I just realized that it's been two years since we decided to add to our family and start down that path. It's been a long and sometimes trying journey to get her here. We love her and are so glad she's part of our family!!!

On a side note: Jacob adores her. He's so sweet to her and loves to hold her. Me, on the other hand--I have become public enemy number one. I sure hope this phase ends soon. Whomever said that two year olds are terrible must not have had a three year old. I'll take a two year old any day over what he's been dishing lately!!!

Mya

She's finally here. Born October 28, 2009 at 1:04 pm. Weighing in at 8 lbs 12 oz, 20 inches long. She had a little bit of rough start which I will have to blog about later. Tonight I am just grateful that she is home and healthy. And I loved holding her today without some kind of tube attached :)

I love fall

It is probably my most favorite season. On Saturday we went on a little hike, and the colors were so pretty. We also came across a waterfall which we had no idea was there. Unfortunately, it didn't put me into labor. Good news is that we finally get to meet our baby girl tomorrow!!!

Doesn't happen everyday....

So a week ago I thought I was going to have this baby. We did a session at the temple last Tuesday evening with Jarom's family, and I was having contractions through the whole thing. Well, they tapered off and went away much to my disappointment. Then Friday rolls around, and I am feeling grateful that I made it to that day so I could support Jarom's brother, Kendrick as he was sealed to his cute wife, Lisa. Little did I know how incredibly grateful I would be feeling later that day. We were sitting in a sealing room of the Salt Lake temple patiently waiting for the sealer to arrive when we heard the very familiar voice of President Monson in the hallway. Then to our surprise he walked into our room. Yes, that's right, he was there to seal these two lovebirds. What a great experience to sit in the temple and listen to this wonderful man share some stories and experiences with us. I'm certain I will never have that experience again in my lifetime!! For those of you who are wondering--Lisa's family has lived in President Monson's ward for years, and her father was/is? their home teacher.

I'm done

But apparently that is not getting through to my baby girl. I have been avoiding the blog for awhile because the only thing I can of to write about is how miserable I feel. I know the last couple weeks with Jacob were hard, but I am having a harder time this round. My poor husband probably wonders what happened to his easy going wife and Jacob wants to know why I can't wrestle with him, do somersaults, chase him down the street, etc, etc. I keep telling him I'll be back to normal soon. The first thing out of his mouth this morning was, "Did my baby sister come yet?" I wish little buddy!!!!!

Despite my misery, we have managed to paint pumpkins this week, play with friends at the park, and take a trip to the fire station with the preschool class. I even made a solar oven to put in my emergency storage.

Baby Update

Still hanging in there with about 5 1/2 weeks to go. Sometimes it seems forever away and other times it seems to be just around the corner. Jacob is so funny about it. He keeps talking to her and telling her she needs to stay in there and keep growing. Other times he'll tell me to put my hand on his belly to feel her kick. Then he proceeds to move his body around to make it seem real to him. I wonder if he thinks that's what I do when I tell him to put his hands on my belly to feel her kick???? Everyone keeps asking if we have a name picked out. The answer is no, but we do have several ideas. It's hard to pick just one since we didn't do use any of our names with Jacob. In fact, his wasn't even one we had every mentioned. However, if you ask Jacob he will tell you her names is Princess Maggie. And Mom, you will be relieved to know he has changed his mind and now wants to name her Evie. We kind of like that one. Then last night he came to me and said, "I want to name my sister Abby." I was surprised to say the least since I've always liked that name, and Jarom doesn't so much. I thought Jarom had put him up to it, but when I asked him he said they never talked about it. Jacob told me later that there's a little girl at the gym named Abby. Really does the kid miss anything???

Speaking of names, I picked him up from preschool one day last week and he pointed to a little boy and said, "That's husband. He's in my class." I laughed so hard!!! I was like, "Jacob I don't think his name is husband." I later figured out he was trying to say his name is Hudson.