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Monday, July 27, 2015

Myla Jade

Tuesday, July 22, we welcomed a sweet new little girl into our family. I never got a picture of myself that day, but this is the day before I delivered. One of the missionaries in our area got transferred, and stopped by to say goodbye before he left. 
I had been having contractions most of the day, sometimes consistent, sometimes not. They would come and go, and stop for a few hours. I was pretty sure something was happening! The next morning I had a doctor appointment at 8:45 am. He checked me, and said nothing had happened at all. My blood pressure was quite higher than my normal, which concerned him. He told me to come back in 3 days to check my blood pressure again. I went home pretty disappointed because I was feeling VERY pregnant, VERY hot, and I wanted some sign that I would be delivering soon. It has been consistently in the 100s here in Dallas and I was so ready to meet our baby! The doctor told me to rest, and only get up to go to the bathroom. I thought, ok that is easy with a toddler. Ellie and watched movies on the couch, played some games and read a lot of books to pass our time during the day. We had dinner that night, and I remember feeling a few strong contractions, but nothing consistent. We got Ellie down for bed around 9:30, and I started feeling some more consistent contractions. I started timing them around 15-20 minutes apart, nothing alarming. Around 10:00 they were still coming pretty consistent. My mom called me to talk about her plane ticket to come out. I told her I wasn't sure what she should do, because I thought I was going to go past my due date. My contractions were soon about 10 min apart, and then so quickly, they were 5 minutes apart and very painful. I really didn't want to go to the hospital if it wasn't the real thing. I woke Ismael up, and he finished getting our bags together in case we decided to go. I called the doctor and they told me to come in. My contractions had gotten way stronger and I knew it was time. I called my friend Noralyn, who came over and stayed with Ellie. She got here around 12-12:30 am. On our way to the hospital, I rolled down my window and lost all of my dinner. I was so nauseous from the pain. Good thing it only took 5 minutes to get there! Of course, I had forgotten to preregister with the hospital, so that took some time. They checked me, and I was at 5cm. When I finally got back to my delivery room, I was dilated to 7 cm, and screaming! I just wanted the epidural, but the anesthesiologist was still finishing up on another patient. I felt like it took him forever to get there. At this point, my contractions were so close together that I had no time to recover. They told me that if I wanted to get the epidural, and I definitely still did, that I would have to be able to hold still. Ismael had to leave the room for the epidural and I was not expecting that. By the time I got the epidural, I was dilated to 10 cm. Right after my epidural, Dr. Angel checked me, and said I was ready to push. Five minutes later, Myla was born at 2:24 am, just two hours after getting to the hospital. I cried, because it was such a miracle. She weighed 7 lbs 6 oz, and was 20 1/2 inches long. 


She was having trouble keeping up her oxygen saturations, so they called some of the NICU team to come help her. She had a lot of thick secretions and spent quite some time suctioning her out. They said it was because she came out so quickly. I could tell Ismael was very nervous and discouraged. He told the team the things Ellie was born with and that there was a possibility this baby could have that. I felt peace, and knew everything was fine. It was a little scary because of our experience with Ellie. 



My first time holding her and seeing those little eyes look up at me. 




When we got to our room, I was so tired. 

These are the next morning after she was born. Ismael went home to be with Ellie about 6 am. She had woken up in the night, and was confused. She was so excited to meet her baby sister! I felt bad because she kept Noralyn up most of the night. 






Ellie's first time meeting Myla. Ellie was nervous seeing me at the hospital and kind of ignored me for the whole week. She only wanted her daddy. 





Family of four. 




I love that I caught this cute sleep smile. 






 First bath

We went home on Friday, the 24th around 12. I had gotten a spinal headache from my epidural and got a blood patch to fix it the night before. 

 
First day at home. 


Myla has been such a sweet baby. She is so calm. It has been so neat for me to have this experience with her and Ellie. I have been feeling like I am in heaven all week long.  I am so grateful to be the mom to these special girls! 

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Ellie's Birthday

Ellie turned 3 on June 28th. She was so excited for her birthday! I really can't believe it has been three years. It seems like yesterday she was born but also feels like it was a lifetime ago. 


We love this little girl so much! She has the best imagination, and will pretend and be in her own little world all day. She loves to dress up in any pretty dress and dance. She loves games, can read books for hours, and loves her friends. Lately she has become very independent, and wants to do everything all by herself, including picking out her clothes and shoes. This has become a big battle every time we need to leave the house. 

Ellie loves to talk. During lunch, we have our "talk time". She will tell me about her day and anything she wants to. I love this! She really loves the one on one attention and asks me a few times a day if we can sit down and talk. These have been some special moments for me, and I love to see what she comes up with to talk about. 


With so many doctors appointments, tests, and procedures this year, Ellie has remained a champ! She always tries to stay so positive, and loves all of her doctors. I am very proud of her for being so brave. 

Ellie's spirit is very sweet. She loves to learn the stories in her Book of Mormon reader (although I think the stories scare her a little). She also loves our FHE's on Monday. Lately she has been a little wild during them, and we have felt like she hasn't listened at all, but then we hear her talking about the things that we taught her later and realize just how much she picks up from everything around her.


She is constantly making me laugh. A while ago she got out a paper and pen. She told me that she was writing a letter to her doctor. We asked her what she was writing. She said that she wrote, "I love you and am obedient to my parents". For her birthday, she really wanted a piggy bank so she could "save money like mommy." I asked her what she wanted to save her money for. " A new car!" Yikes. I told her that she needs to be older to drive a car, but she can start saving now. She replied, "I need to be Cayden and Dylan's age?" 


Ellie is SO excited to be a big sister, and she will be a great one! She can't wait to help change the diapers, put the binky in, hold her baby sister, and play with her. 

I am forever grateful that I am her mom. I have had the best (and some very trying) experiences, and have really learned more about the love Heavenly Father has for us. Motherhood is great. 


Ellie woke up early on the morning of her Birthday. We had her birthday sign set up, balloons, and some gifts for her. I made some waffles for breakfast and then she opened up gifts. She first opened up her card from Grandma Polly. After that, she thought all of her gifts were from Grandma. 
Since it was Sunday, Ismael had meetings and then we went to church. 




After church and nap, we had friends over for cake and ice cream. We had a great time! 








Ellie and Flora. These girls have been friends for more than a year now. They are exact opposites in looks and personality, so it is fun to watch them be together. 



After all of the hoopla, reading one of her new books with Dad. 


We forgot to get a picture of her blowing out her candles when everyone was there, so we did it again that night. 



Happy Birthday to our sweet 3 year old!!




 

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