6.24.2013

The Little Things


It's a really hard thing to describe, how much you love your child. I always heard people say that you will never know until you have children of your own. That is so true. I have never loved someone so unconditionally in my entire life until I became a mom. I'm in love with everything about this girl. The way she arches her back and stretches her arms and legs when she's waking up. The way she makes her lips into a tiny "O" shape (her pooping face). The fact that she is little enough to sprawl out and sleep on my chest for hours, and all the squeaky noises she makes. Sometimes it's just the littlest things that you cherish the most. 

You turn into one of those proud mama's you never thought you'd be. The one with 500 pictures of their two week old that hardly does anything but eat, poop, and sleep. Yep that's me, it's a bit ridiculous. But it's an amazing feeling to know you are the sole provider for someone so small, innocent, and beautiful. They need you in a way that no one ever has. And you learn very quickly why moms give so much to their children. From the moment they placed Tatum in my arms, I knew that I would give and do anything for her. And all of the sacrifices I knew I was going to have to make hardly seemed like sacrifices anymore. It feels like I've been waiting a lifetime to be a mom. I've been looking forward to it ever since I can remember, and I'll tell you what, motherhood is an even more rewarding and beautiful experience than I ever could have imagined. I love you my little Tator Tot, please never grow up!

Birth Story

It was Friday morning and I woke up and went to my 39 week doctors appointment, hoping he would tell me I was closer to meeting my little girl. Dr. Jones told me I was 3 cm dilated and 75% effaced and that he would be surprised if I lasted through the weekend. Well... Friday came and went and by Saturday I was going crazy. On Saturday after walking around the outlets (hoping it would get things going) me and Byron went to dinner with his family at Carraba's. After dinner we went to his brother's house and my mother in law and sister in law talked me into taking some caster oil. 

Caster oil is one of those old wives tales. It supposedly jump starts labor. Well yeah.. I knew it was a bad idea but I was pretty desperate by then. So Saturday night at around 10:30 I took 2 tbs of it. We got home late and I couldn't sleep. Then around 2:30 am I shot up out of bed because.. You guessed it.. Diarrhea (the Laxative duh). Well I was in a LOT of pain. Here comes the embarrassing part.. I had never taken a laxative before so I didn't know if it was really really bad diarrhea pain I was having or if it was labor. But after a few minutes it was VERY APPARENT that I was in labor. So we grabbed our stuff and sped to the hospital. 

We got to the hospital and right after I got there I asked for my epidural. It was pretty embarrassing because I hadn't even been admitted yet. The nurse looked at me like I was a complete idiot. So they hooked me up to monitor baby's heartbeat and my contractions. After an hour they came back to see if I had progressed enough to be admitted. Sure enough I went from a 3 1/2 to a 5 1/2. I kept asking for my epidural because I mean if I could not feel what I was feeling that woulda been kinda nice. Well long story short I didn't get my epidural until I was 8 1/2 cm dilated. 

After only four short hours of labor and ten minutes of pushing we welcomed our beautiful little girl, Tatum Lynne, into this world on June 9th, 2013. She was born at 7:03 am. She was 7 lb 3 oz, 19 1/2 inches long, and we were immediately smitten. 












Born in the American Fork Hospital
Doctor: Ryan Jones
Complications at Birth: None
Hospital Stay: Two Days
Hair Color: Black