Thursday, December 11, 2014

1 month

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My sweet boy! I can't believe we've had ONE month with you already! Time goes SO fast! I'm sitting here in tears as you sleep on my chest while writing this post! Mommy doesn't want you to grow up!! You've already grown out of a few of your newborn sleepers! :( You are truly the best thing that has ever happened to us! Your daddy and I love you SO SO SO much! 
Things you LOVE:
-Mama's milk
-baby wearing & sleeping on our chests
-your "MAM" brand paci
-sleeping flat on your back in our big comfy bed
-Christmas tree lights
-car rides

Things you HATE:
-bath time
-outfit changes
-poop diapers
-gas pains
-being cold 

First Outings:
-Ron's Pizza
-Grammie & Pappys + Grandma & Papaw Frog's house
-Papa's Pizza for your cousin's birthday party

Liam, thank you for bringing SO much joy into our lives! We can't wait to watch you grow and accomplish so much in this amazing life! You are our biggest blessing! :)
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Monday, December 8, 2014

Liam's Birth Story

Tuesday, November 11th, 2014 was the scariest, yet most amazing day of my life. On this day our son was born. 

Let me rewind and start from the very beginning. Sunday night {the 9th} I woke up around 2 am with what felt like severe menstrual cramps. I laid in our bed for close to an hour on my phone googling "what do contractions feel like?" After an hour passed I woke Justin up and told him I thought I was having contractions. He told me I should call my doctor to be sure. After speaking with my doctor she told me I was right and asked me to start timing them. She said once they were five minutes apart to come in. After an hour of timing they were almost exactly five minutes apart so we headed to the hospital. Once we arrived they checked my cervix and I was 1 cm dilated & 80% effaced, they hooked me up to the monitor and told me they would check for progress in about an hour. When they came back I went from 1 cm to 2 cm but remained a 2 after my next check so they sent me home. For 24 hours I laid in bed with my contractions remaining consistent. At 3 am {on the 10th} we headed back in. My contractions were way more intense and I was in a lot of pain. Sadly, I remained at the 2-3 cm range so back home we went. The next 27 hours were the most unbearable hours of my life. My contractions were coming every 4 minutes lasting almost a solid minute. At 6 am {on the 11th} I woke Justin up hysterically crying from the pain telling him we had to go back to the hospital. The entire ride to the hospital I prayed so hard, begging God to ease my pain and to please let me be dilated to a 4 so I could get my epidural. Once the nurse checked me and said, "you're a 4 now, we'll be admitting you!" I literally yelled out loud, "thank you Lord!"

About 30 minutes later we were set up in our huge hospital room! It was perfect for us because we both have a LOT of family who would be present! As soon as we were settled in they hooked me up to my IV! They told me to get some sleep because it would be another hour or so before I could get my epidural. I however was WAY to pumped up for sleep! Plus all of our family members started to arrive and it all really started to hit me. I remember looking over at Justin and saying, "we will be meeting our baby in just a few hours!!" The feeling was so unreal! After a few more hours of strong contractions the anesthesiologist walked into our room! It was finally time for my epidural! Once that was in I felt like a completely new woman!! I was laughing, completely happy and completely numb from the waist down! :) Another 30 minutes or so passed and then the nurse came in to break my water! I was afraid it would hurt but I didn't feel a thing! I was loving every aspect of that epidural! About an hour later the nurse came in to check my progression and I was still at a 5 so she said they would be starting Pitocin. Once the Pitocin was in my system I literally went from a 5 to a 9 in 45 minutes! Justin and I were amazed at how fast it went! We thought we would still have a few more hours! Once my nurse came back in to start stretching me she said, "oh, you're a 10!!! It's time to push!"

My heart sank, I couldn't believe it was finally happening! At this time we asked all of our family members to head to the hall or waiting room! I took a deep breath and a minute to pray for a safe and healthy baby and a fast delivery. 

The pushing began and at first all I could really feel was a tremendous amount of pressure. Justin had one leg and one of my nurses had the other and then my main nurse, Ashley was doing the counting. After about 15 minutes of pushing Ashley didn't think I was making much progress so she said we were going to try something new. She tied a sheet in a knot and told me we were going to play "tug of war." So basically she pulled the sheet one way as hard as she could and I did the same. About 10 minutes later my epidural started wearing off and I asked for more and they told me no because they needed my legs to be strong to push. At this point I started freaking out telling Justin I didn't think I would be able to do this. I swear if it wasn't for him I don't know if I would have been able to make it through. He was my rock and my biggest cheerleader. He kept reassuring me that I could do it and that he believed in me. After a total of 50 minutes {it felt like hours,} and many screams later our sweet, baby boy made his debut into this world. Tears streamed down my face when they placed him on my chest. It was a feeling I will never forget for as long as I live. After a few seconds he let out a loud cry and I cried more happy tears! 

What happened next, was the worst experience Justin and I have ever gone through. 

After they took Liam from me to get his weight, measurements and to clean him off I looked over and saw his little chest moving up and down at a fast pace and him struggling for air. I immediately started freaking out asking, "what's wrong with my baby" over and over. The nurses and my doctor wouldn't say a word. In the mean time I had torn and they were trying to stitch me up quickly because I had lost a ton of blood. They kept telling me to "calm down" because my blood pressure was sky high and they thought I was going to start to hemorrhage. There was nothing anyone could say or do, not even Justin, to get me to calm down. I was in hysterics, my cry was so piercing. All I could do was lay there and watch as my baby gasped for air. I just kept screaming, "please, help my baby!" At this time they wheeled my precious, little baby away and my world was shattered. I instantly thought the worst. Justin just held my hand and we both started to pray. I begged God in that moment to let our baby be okay. I will never forget the look on Justin's face. We both felt so helpless, there was absolutely nothing we could do besides pray. When our family came in the room I lost it again. I couldn't calm down, I honestly had no control. After 30 minutes a specialist from Cincinnati Children's came into our room. He told us that the chord was wrapped around Liam's neck twice which caused him to gasp for air really hard when he took his first cry. He told us they were doing an x-ray on his lungs to figure out was wrong but he may have to be transferred. As soon as the word, "transferred" came out of his mouth I started screaming and almost hyperventilating. That was one of my worst fears. 

After another half hour the specialist came back and said, "GOOD NEWS! He won't need to be transferred." He told us that he had two small holes in his lungs and that he would need oxygen and an IV but he would be okay. Our room of family and friends began to cry happy tears. Justin gave me a huge hug and told me he loved me and then we began thanking God. 

Our little guy came in with a dramatic entrance but he is perfectly healthy today and only ended up spending two nights in the NICU. I couldn't have made it through that emotional, roller coaster of a day without the support of my loving husband, family and the good Lord. The power of prayer is an amazing thing. 

The love I have for this little guy is a love I've never felt before. He is everything to me and I'm so glad God blessed me with him and chose us to be his parents. 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Newborn Pictures

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He's HERE! I'm sure if you've been following me on IG/FB you're already well aware of this news! Liam was born November 11th, 2014 {an 11/11 baby!} He weighed 7lbs 9oz and was 20 1/2 inches long! His birth story is a long and emotional one that I plan on sharing here soon! We are SO thankful for this little miracle of ours! Mommy and Daddy love you SO much sweet boy!! Here are a few newborn pictures I took of Liam this morning! ENJOY! :)
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