Friday, February 26, 2010

A Birth Story: Dallas

Dallas is 2 Weeks old!!!



Caution: This post is for my personal record and journal of the events and details of Labor and Delivery of Dallas. It may Bore you to Tears . . .
On the 11th of Feb. 2010 at 9:00 a.m. I lost my Mucus Plug ( . . . pleasant thought, I know . . . But none-the-less an important fact of Labor) I was excited thinking that I may be going into Labor!! Finally!! For the past 2 weeks I had been having some pretty good Braxton Hicks and some that lasted quite awhile--obviously nothing serious--But I knew my body was getting ready. I called and let Scott know what had happened and that I would keep him posted if anything more started happening. As the morning went on I started having some contractions, they kept getting stronger and more consistent----BUT most importantly they were not stopping. I was getting more and more excited and by Noon I knew we were going to have a baby that afternoon!! I called Scott and asked him to cancel his afternoon patients and to come home. I felt like the contractions were serious enough that I wanted him home. He came home and ate lunch-while I swept the kitchen floor. I was trying to stay active and moving, hoping to keep labor going. At about 1:00 my contractions were about a min. long and 5 min.'s apart. This was enough evidence for me and we decided to get ready to go to the Hospital!! I packed a bag and we got Sam from school (My mom had already gotten a Sub. for her class and stopped by and got Kenzie and Whit). Scott went into get Sam, they paged her over the P.A. and she came bursting down the hallway saying, " Mom's in Labor!! I know that's the only reason you would get me out of class!!" She was soooo excited. Very cute. We took Sam to my mom's house--where my Dad was going to watch them. We took the dog to Diann's house, and headed up to the Hospital. I was in very good spirits and I was only needing to breath well during my contractions. They were strong, but not really painful, just crampy. We went up to "Labor and Delivery," where a nurse checked me and I was already at a 6!!! I was ecstatic!! Already more than 1/2 way there and we had just gotten to the Hospital!! It was about 2:30 p.m. by then. My nurse was amazing and so supportive. I told her I wanted a completely natural Birth---NO MEDS. NO I.V.--- She was great! and Very helpful! She told me that she thought I would only be at a 2 or a 3 by the way I was acting. I was still laughing and talking with Scott and very calm, so she was surprised to find that I was a 6! We got into our room and she strapped the contraction monitor on my belly, and the baby monitor too. She wanted a 1/2 hour recorded and then she said I could move around. I sat on the "Birthing ball" with Scott in front of me--sitting on a chair--- I put my hands on his knees. I liked the cushion of the ball, it really helped through the contractions. I liked being able to look at Scott and talk to him through it all. I kept saying positive things, I like, "I love you! and I am so excited we are having our baby today!" Positive affirmations. This kept me calm and energized. I felt very relaxed the whole time. I was not scared or tense. I felt very in tune with my body. I was not fighting my contractions. When I got to an 8, they told me that they could break my water and that it usually makes you transition and then I could start pushing. We did. Transition was not bad at all, I got shivery, like I was cold, and they brought me warm blankets. After about 15 mins. I felt pressure-contractions. The nurse told me that after about 4 good pressure-contractions, I could climb up on the bed and start pushing. (There were 2 student nurses observing my labor, and I remember my nurse telling them that this was not a typical labor and delivery . . . And I thought, "Isn't that sad. It should be more like this-- calm and energizing.") It was time to push! On my 2nd push a loud yell came from my mouth---It lasted far longer than I thought it should---I remember thinking in my mind, "I'm still yelling . . . shouldn't I breath soon?" It was so involuntary, I didn't have any control over it--- I am woman, hear me ROAR!!! And I did! And Dallas came out!! :) The first words out of my mouth were, "Is he out? Does he have a penis?" I was still slightly unsure that we were REALLY going to have a BOY!! He was a boy! And I was so delighted! :) Giving birth to Dallas was one the best experiences of my life. An affirmation that Woman is the supreme creation of our Heavenly Father--blessed with the ability to bare children. Our bodies are an amazing gift. I am so grateful to be a woman and a mother.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Dallas Cyrus White is BORN!!!!! :)

Baby Dallas!
Big Sister Sam napping with Dallas, the next day at home!

Sam and Dallas, at Nana's the first night home from the hospital

Big Sister Kenzie and Dallas
Finally. Big Sister Whitney and Dallas! :)
Dallas in his hospital "straight-jacket"

Me and My Baby Boy!

I love you, Sweet Baby!!
Scotty and his Son!
Scotty and Dallas!

February 11, 2010 at 4:30 p.m. Dallas Cyrus White made his way into the world!! He weighed 7 pounds and 8 ounces and was 20 1/2 inches long!! He has beautiful blue eyes and LOTS of dark hair (more than any of his sisters). He is so handsome. We think he looks the most like Whitney, as far as sibblings go, but he definitely leans toward the Robison side of the family. He looks a lot like Uncle Dan's baby pictures. We are so glad that he is here with us!! He is a happy healthy baby. We adore him.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Seriously so Grouchy

I am so Grouchy. My poor family. I have decided that today I am going to stop being cranky and grouchy to everyone. The past 2 days I have been snapping at everyone and having a bad attitude. I am so uncomfortable and so done. I am just ready for this baby to come. But my bad attitude is making this week seem as long as 40 weeks!!! So today I am happy! :) I am just not going to think about how close my due date is and just focus on being a really nice, great, happy mom and wife!! I think that will past the time better, and if not, at least I won't be miserable and make everyone around me miserable too. Attitude is everything!! I can do this!! I am on the home stretch!!!! I will let you know when our baby is here! Hopefully it will be soon!