The Story

Saturday September 26th was a day of putting up interior walls on our house. No I didn't lift anything that heavy but I did help out here and there but mostly sat and kept Kirk company while he built the walls and put them up. At 5pm I went home and showered and got ready for the Relief Society General Broadcast. Kirk came home and I went up to the church. The broad cast was great. After I was invited to go to Moxies for White Chocolate Brownies but opted to stay home and get a good night sleep and finish my Sharing Time and LL's primary talk. When those were finished I went to lay down at 10:30pm and fell asleep by 11. Kirk came to bed at midnight and I swear as soon as he laid down the first real contraction kicked in. I timed them and they were 9 minutes apart until 12:30 when they became 5 minutes apart. I laid there and prayed that I could just sleep through them and maybe go to the hospital after church. At 1:30am Nevee woke up and came in asking for a drink of water so Kirk got up and when he came back he asked how everything was, sensing that I was not really asleep and that I must be uncomfortable. I told him I was having contractions 5 mins apart. His response "are you serious?" He then convinced me to get ready because he was taking me to the hospital. He called his mom to come over and we were at the hospital by 1:50am.

2pm was checked and 4 centimeters and 80% effaced. Put on the fetal heart monitor and was in active labour and now 3 minutes apart with each contraction lasting for a minute. Dr. Steed came up at 4pm and checked me again and I was 5 cm and 100% effaced. Now at this point with my last 3 labour and deliveries he would break my water, I however wouldn't let him because I wasn't mentally ready for the "real" pain that would happen if my water was broke. He agreed to let me be and would come back up in a few hours unless I progressed to 10 sooner. Now these contracts, although hurt, were so manageable and I was able to just hang out with Kirk watching reruns of Seinfeld, King of Queens, So You Think You Can Dance Canada and some TLC. Dr. Steed came back at 8am dressed in his suit and tie, checked me and I was only 6cm. Kirk and I were so tired having been up, really, for 24 hours, with 1 hour of sleep in there so I said "break my water and lets get this over with".

8:30 my water was ruptured and the "bad" stuff began. To my worst fears, back labour again. I have now had back labour for the last 3 deliveries and this felt the worst. Maybe because I still wasn't mentally ready as I was 9 days early and was still preparing myself for "this" pain, maybe because I was anticipating it to be bad so it was...I don't know but it was hellish. By 9am I felt like pushing so was checked and the baby was right there so the Dr was paged. He came in and asked if he had time to change, the nurse said "if you hurry". I swear he left the room for 1 minute and was back dressed in scrubs. The bed was disassembled for delivery and it was not comfortable for me. My lower back killed with every pushing contraction. I had a hard time controlling myself as I broke down twice, sobbing that I couldn't do it. I truly had thoughts of "how am I going to do this?" "How is this baby going to come out?" I was so tired and had no energy to even press my chin to my chest. Now this happens to me every time but the 2nd year resident that was attending Dr. Steed commented how odd it was that I had a good 3-4 minutes in between each contraction, where most women have constant pushing contractions until babe is out. So initially I only pushed 5-6 times but before that last push I requested Dr. Steed use the Mighty Vac to help. He said if I gave a good push he would so I did and he attached the MV and pulled while I continued to push. Out came babe's head facing sideways and seconds later the shoulders in which I'm pretty sure I screamed. It was over! And Asa Stranton Hall (aka ASH) was born to our family at 9:25 am on Sunday, September 27th, 2009.

So here we are 5 days later and he is the best baby! I get worried that he may not stay this good but I have to take each day at a time and enjoy it. It really is crazy that life doesn't just stop when you have a baby. Kirk still has to go work on the house every night, which I feel bad that I can't go help because I can't take ASH. The girls still have to go to school and need me to help them get ready and out the door. Thankfully I have a neighbour who is willing to take them in the morning. But we are managing and taking it day by day.

Excited that this weekend is General Conference. Not excited that it's suppose to snow/rain though.

Oh and if you were wondering what happened with Sharing Time and LL's talk...Kirk's mom took the girls to church just for LL to give her talk then took them home with her. At 7:30am we had called my 1st counselor to let her know I wouldn't be there and to either go pick up the Sharing Time I had planned out or do whatever she wanted.

Hope to get some more pics up soon but I need Kirk's help. Anyway all is well and I am so thankful for all I have been blessed with!