and then there were six….

Date: March 22th

with a c-section scheduled for March 26th, my mother & best friend scheduled to land at SEA-TAC March 25th, plans to shop IKEA & Dine Seattle March 25th

i entered my doctors office with Emeline in tow…i coaxed the young one to my appointment with the promise of a mani/pedi post appointment

as we sat down in the waiting room…BAM contraction…then Brandy called and as she was talking to me…BAM contraction…and I felt like i was in “that zone” if you’ve been in labor before you’ll know what i’m talking about…thing just felt MORE SERIOUS than my usual constantly contracting bulge…

“sarah, time for your NST {non-stress test}…i’d been participating in these semi-comfortable baby treasure hunts {the treasure being both babies heart beats for a duration much too long for even one baby to sit still through}twice a week for the last month…the NST is also supposed to track your contractions… 

…set up..BAM contraction…that one HURT…looking at my NST the tec said it looked more like an irritable uterus than actual labor…and she said that she LOVED Emeline {this becomes a theme with hospital/nursing staff}…BAM contraction…

…off to see the Doctor…Dr. checks me…5cm 90%…”I just really don’t feel comfortable..BAM contraction…sending you home this dilated, we’d really rather you deliver at the hospital”…”so when did you eat last?”…”around 12”..”hmm well we are going to have to wait until 8pm to section you, but I want you to go down to Labor and delivery and have them watch you until it’s time”…

i have my daughter with me….i’m contracting…i’m having babies tonight…ahhh…..i’m not allowed to leave the hospital….

BAM contraction…walking down to L&D…the Mr. on the telephone…”can’t you just take Emeline home, then go back to the hospital?”

EVERYBODY LISTEN…I AM IN LABOR !!!!!

gowned & monitored in triage…she checks me not more than 15min since the Dr. had checked me…6cm nearly 100%…nurse realizes FINALLY somebody realizes…”YOUR IN LABOR !”….I KNOW…the Mr. arrives and is informed we won’t be waiting until 8pm…it’s 5pm and i’m about to DELIVER…he takes off with the little princess with the promise that he will be right back…

i get a room…BAM….then an IV…then a chat with a deep voiced & rather dry humored anesthesiologist {whom i like he kind of reminds me of my dad & that’s comforting}…BAM…then my cervix is almost 7 100%…the Mr. walks in the door…BAM BAM BAM…antibiotics…BAM…Dr. calls “ meet me in the OR”…

Mr. dressed like a hazards waste worker

…hair bonnet & oxygen mask for me

pre op pause…cool

6:12pm

Parley George

6:13 pm

Veda Rose

….i’m closed up…my first birth without my mom…my first c-section…my first set of TWINS…my last pregnancy…and it was

BEAUTIFUL

they are beautiful

Tandem nursing from the beginning…the babies have ZERO problems…

BLEST

and then there were SIX

family.complete.

{completely blest}

funny monday

She just gave me a high-five with her eye

***a wink***

THE NURSERY

GRANDMA’S Crowning visit !

      

she came just in time to help finish the nursery……and bring elation to her grandbabies

Funny Monday

i was at a friends house

and as i stood up her 5 year old said

“WOW…your PREGNANT”

i said

“YUP..I’ve got two babies in there”

he said

“YEAH…or…a ball”

Spring must be around the corner...

...cause the boss is rearranging the furniture! Nothing like a two
year old spring cleaning..hmm

I was standing in the hall outside the relief society room, trying to
get some relief from the chairs inside said room when 1/3 of the
relief society presidency rushed past me, moment later she rushed back
with who else but my Mr. in tow... Odd indeed but since neither
desired my attention I wrote it off to some scouting thing( the Mr. is
curently somewhat of a scouting head honcho). A few minutes later my
Mr. came back around the corner this time clearly desiring my
attention with a look on his face I have seen before, immediatley my
eyes searched for the child I knew was lurking in his wake. Standing
wild eyed behind my handsomely suited spouse was none other than our
eldest...what Jax's never has trouble me thinks...hmm. So I broke away
from my hallway chat with ease seeing as how the second participant
was much more involved with the 7 month old at her hip than whatever
conversing we'd been involved in. The Mr. looked solemly into my eyes
and spoke " he's been asked to leave his class for inappropriate
comments and disruptive behavior" "yikes" I blurted. We took the boy
to the car opened it and asked him to get in and buckle his seat belt
then we closed the doors and the Mr. related the conversation that
took place with our firstborns primary teacher..."so they( Jaxson &
mates) were asked to draw a picture of their families.......and our
son asked if he could draw a picture of his families BUMS"...he barley
got the last word out with a straight face..and I...well I burst out
laughing ( so glad my face was turned from the boy in the car, so glad
this conversation was happening outside ) So, there it was..my son was
kicked out of primary & I was in charge of him while my man went to
get the others. I sat quietly waiting.. He was quiet as well, when in
comes the second.. Bright & cheery with valentines candy to share..."
why'd you leave your class early Jax's" "cause I don't wanna be in
class, I don't like it" the anger lined answer spit out of the first's
mouth(too embaressed to admit his mis step) and then Liam's incredible
response " Jaxson, Heavenly Father wants you to be in your class, it
is a priveledge to be able to go to church". Wow, I need to say
nothing my 5 year old put the words better than I could of ...so
Jaxson will write an apology to his teacher & class mates and I will
forever be impressed by Liams quick acting testimony...

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