Thursday, September 7, 2017

Jeremy Carter Jacobs - Birth Story

Jeremy Carter Jacobs. Born August 23, 2017 at 3:27AM. 7 lbs. 8 oz. 20.25" long. <3

Needed to write down Jeremy's birth story before it gets much longer and I start forgetting details! When Logan was 10 days late, I just assumed I was going to be late again. I went to the doctor on Monday morning and he said I was maybe MAYBE dilated to a 2 and still 0% effaced. I asked if he could strip my membranes and he said that he would try, but that it's hard when the cervix isn't opened up at all. He said he did a slight sweep, but it would probably just give me some cramps. I had some slight cramping the rest of the day, but nothing much. 

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, I definitely felt different. My entire pregnancy (with Logan too) I never got braxton hicks or any "early signs" of labor. Tuesday was the first day I had really felt a little crampy. I had to teach that morning, so I had been up since 4AM. It was just a regular day around here. Logan and I ate breakfast and got ready and then we headed to the park with friends. I remember being really irritable at almost everything Logan was doing. Ha! I figured it was because of the heat, the fact he just kept wanting to sit on my lap at the park and that I had some little cramps for the first time. We got home around lunch time and I called Alex telling him about how I was feeling. He said that everyone at his work was asking how I was doing and he told them I was fine and that he'd probably see them all into the next week. He then said how after talking to him, he was a little nervous and thought maybe it would be sooner. I figured it wouldn't be and told him not to worry. ;) 

I put Logan down for a nap and decided to lay down myself, since I'd be awake since 4! It took forever to fall asleep and then I woke up about 20 minutes later from the pain of cramping. I ended up just trying to rest, but nothing was making me feel better. Logan woke up and we played upstairs until Alex got home from work. A little after he got home, my cramping started to get worse. We have been house hunting for awhile now and had plans to meet with our realtor at 5. I kept pacing around the room until a "cramp" would pass and then was fine. I still wanted to go look at the house we had planned to see, so we all got in the car and headed over. While we were there, the cramping started to get worse and worse, but we were with our realtor and I didn't really want to say anything because I wanted to see the house! Haha. We finally left and when we got home I felt like I was starving. We made spaghetti and breadsticks and I was so excited to eat. By the time dinner was on the table, I would barley eat because I had such bad cramping. I ended up pacing around the house most of dinner and never really ate much. 

Nothing felt good to help with the cramping. I tried walking, laying, sitting, standing...nothing. *TMI:* but I felt like I constantly needed to go #2. I kept sitting on the toilet and nothing would come out, but I felt like I really needed to go. I was irritated that I couldn't get relief and would leave the bathroom...just to be back in it 5-10 minutes later. I never even went #2, but man I was on the toilet a lot! Ha. I had heard that some women labor for a long time on the toilet and it sounded so bizarre to me. But no doubt, that was the only place I could be in the lease amount of pain. 

I texted my sister and told her that there was some serious cramping going on over here on my end, but that I'm sure it was nothing...but if something crazy happened, I would let her know. Hours passed...still about the same story. Back and forth from the bathroom, etc. etc. My beehives even dropped off a goodie to say "thank you" for being in YW's because I had just been released that previous Sunday. It was fun to see them and talk to them for a little bit...while in labor! Haha. We put Logan to bed that night and I just figured I'd see him in the morning. After he was in bed I decided it was probably time to start timing these "cramps" because they may actually be something....ha! They were about 30-40 seconds long and about 7 minutes apart. My sister called and said that she was going to head to bed to try to get some rest, just in case this was it! I told her I honestly didn't know and I'd just keep her updated. (Just as a quick backstory...with Logan, I was on my way to the hospital to get induced when I went into labor on my own. So I had no idea what it was like to labor at home and when you go into the hospital! Haha!!) 

Anyways, I decided to take a shower and sit in the water for awhile. It was so heavenly and probably the best I had felt all day. I got out and decided to time my contractions again. They were now 40-50 seconds and 6 minutes apart...getting closer!! I got out my last minute stuff for my hospital bag, just in case and decided if this was it, I might as well try to rest while I can. I tried laying in bed, but couldn't sleep because of the pain. My mom called and asked how I was doing. I told her I thought maybe I was in actual labor, but couldn't tell. The longer I talked to her, the more contractions I would get. Faster and longer. I got to the point that I had to stop talking to her during them and just breathe through it. She told me "'re in labor. You should get to the hospital!" I timed them again and they were 60+ seconds and 5 minutes apart.

So I started texted my sister and Alex called our friend to come to our house to be with Logan. Whitney was on her way down and I knew my friend was going to be at least 10-15 minutes to get to our house, so I decided to hop back in the shower to wash my hair! Ha. I was really upset that I hadn't done so before and my hair hadn't been washed since Saturday and it really bothered me. Hahaha! So I got back in, washed my hair...shaved my legs...haha!! Alex had to tell me to get out because we needed to go have a baby! I got out and braided my hair between contractions - I was pretty adamant about not having my hair all crazy like while I was in labor, so I took the time to do it. (Yes, I know I'm crazy about weird stuff!) As I finished braiding my hair, my friend got there to be with Logan. She wished me luck and sent us on our way - by this point it was about 12:15AM (Wednesday morning now). 

**Finally to the hospital**

We got to the hospital about 12:30 and had to go through the ER since the regular doors were locked. When we got in and they asked what they could help us with. I said "well....I think I'm in labor?" Ha! She said she called labor and delivery to have them come get us and get me checked. The nurse came down and asked if I wanted a wheelchair, I said I was fine to walk (didn't realize how long the walk was :0). As we were walking, she was asking how long I'd been having contractions, I told her I didn't even know, but had kind of been all day...maybe? (worst patient ever). She asked if I had been to the my doctor yet that week and what he said. I told her yes, I was there Monday morning and I was barley dilated to a 2 and 0% effaced. She kind of looked at me and then said "okay.....well, we will get you checked, but a lot of times there can be false labor and often times woman need to be sent home if they aren't dilated very far." I told her that was fine and I was ready to be checked! She took me into triage and I got down to the lovely hospital gown. As soon as she checked me, she gasped! "Oh! Yeah!'re dilated to a 5 and 80-90% effaced. So you are in active labor. Let's find you a room!"

By the time we were in a room, it was about 1:00AM or so. Tons of different nurses were constantly in and out of our room. Getting an IV in, drawing my blood, making me sign all sorts of paperwork, asking for my medical history, putting the belts to track my contractions and heartbeat on. They finally left and it was just me and Alex. They kept asking me if I had decided about an epidural or not. I told them I wasn't sure and was going to just keep waiting. As with all labor, the contractions got stronger and harder and faster. The only way I could get through each one was to be on my hands and knees, doing cat-cow. And lots of deep breaths. They also dimmed the lights in the room, which really helped. The nurse kept coming and getting after me a little because every time I was in that position it would move the belts and show that the baby's heart rate was dropping, even though it wasn't. So I switched to holding onto the side of the bed and leaning over the back of it (kind of on my stomach). I decided I did want the epidural and let the nurse know. She said they had to wait for my blood work to come back before they could give me the epidural and it would be about another half hour...which of course, felt like like 5 hours. Ha. During that half hour, I kept making low moans and felt like I was going to poop my pants. Ha! My nurse told me to try to stay calm and that I was just about to get the epidural, so to really hold through!

The anesthesiologist came in with every thing to get prepared and as soon as my blood work came through on the computer, he gave me the shot. It was soooo much better than when I got it with Logan. I was able to hold completely still during it and felt relief after 2-3 contractions. As soon as he finished the shot, Whitney walked in with a present and flowers! I was so thrilled she was finally there and be there for Jeremy's birth! Alex went to get our hospital bags, because we had left everything in the car and there were things in my bag I wanted for labor. While he was gone, Whitney held me hand during the contractions and talked to me in between the pain. I was squeezing her hand during one contraction and we both heard what sounded like a balloon pop and I felt myself get wet all over. We both laughed and laughed because it was SO LOUD! I didn't know that water breaking was that dramatic. ;) Haha!!! 

I realized that I couldn't feel much on my right side, but could still feel contractions on my left. I told my nurse and she had me lay on my left side for about 5 minutes so that the epidural could work it's way over to that side as well. I told her that I felt like I maybe needed to push, so she checked me and just said "oh...oh yeah. Okay! Okay! Well...let me call your doctor!" She left the room to call the doctor and Whitney asked " are you dilated to a 10 then? Are you 100% effaced? Are you ready?" We all laughed because the nurse didn't even say, just kept saying "Oh...oh yeah. Okay then!" When she came back in, Whitney asked her and she told us that "definitely yes, I am dilated, effaced, the baby is down in the birth canal and he is ready! We just needed to wait for the doctor to come in so I could push. This was about 2:50AM. 

We waited about 15 minutes and I felt like I was ready to push, but didn't feel like I HAD to right then. The nurse told me that the baby was fine and that actually the longer he sits in the birth canal, the less I will tear. Of course I was all about that, so I was fine waiting for a little bit. The doctor got there 15-20 minutes later, got her gear on and we were ready. Whitney was holding one leg and Alex was holding the other. I could feel exactly when I needed to push and was able to do so on my own - which I was thrilled about, because that's one of the things that makes me the most hesitant about epidurals. As I was pushing the doctor kept telling me to slow down because I was pushing too hard and fast....not exactly sure how you slow down when pushing in labor....ha, but I tried. As he was coming out, Whitney, Alex & the nurses kept telling me how much hair he had. I was thrilled! I loved Logan's full head of black hair and was really hoping this baby would have it too! In between contractions they had me touch down there and feel his full head of hair. <3 One more contraction and a few more pushes later and he was out! I pushed for 2 contractions (about 3 pushes each contraction) and it was 7 minutes total. 

Finally our sweet little boy made his arrival at 3:27AM! They immediately put him on me and I got to snuggle and kiss my sweet new baby. I delivered the placenta and then they took him to get weighed and such. He was 7 lbs. 8 oz & 20.25" long. Alex was taking pictures and over with the baby, while Whitney stayed at my side while the doctor stitched me up. After about a half hour, I told Whitney she could go over by Alex to meet the baby because it seemed like I was going to be awhile. The doctor laughed and agreed. About 50 minutes later, I was finally all stitched up and ready to go! She said that I got barley a 2nd degree tear and that it wasn't even close to my rectum (this was a huge relief, because I tore all the way down there with Logan and the doctor told me that if I was to tear like that again, that I would have permanent damage to my rectum and basically not be able to hold in when I need to go to the bathroom. :| So, as you can imagine, it was a huge relief!) She said the only bad thing is that with how "hard" I was pushing, I tore myself all up on the inside. I tore on my right side (inside) with Logan, so she said it was really bad on the right side because it was just scar tissue that tore again Then I also tore on the left and diagonal. So basically...everywhere inside. :| Ouch! 

We got moved into the postpartum ward and spent the day eating, sleeping, snuggling, having Logan meet his new little brother and of course having countless nurses and such come into the room almost constantly. That night, Alex went home to be with Logan and Jeremy and I hardly slept because the nurses always seemed to be coming in to push on my stomach or get our vitals. It was hard to be alone and I was thrilled to leave the hospital the next day.

This entire recovery has been soooo much easier than with Logan. My whole right side was pretty swollen for about a week, but went down and has been fine! Jeremy has been a great nurser, sleeps pretty well at night and has such a sweet, calm personality. He is such a great baby and we feel so blessed to finally have him here and apart of our family! We love him so much!! 

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Logan Craig Jacobs - Birth Story

I decided I wanted to write down our little guy's birth story before it got to late and I forgot most of it! Ha. Let me start with a little background. I had an appointment when I was 40 weeks and 3 days late. I had to go to the appointment alone because Alex was at his clinical for school. When I got there, they did a regular check up and said I was barley dilated to a 1. I asked her to do a slight sweep of my membranes to hopefully start labor. She did and then said that after you are 40 weeks you need to be put on the stress test monitor just to make sure everything is okay. I was on it for about a half hour and the Dr. came back in the check the results. As she looked at it all she said was "hmmm..." and "ohhhh...." so of course I start to panic. She stated that the baby doesn't seem to be in distress, but that he's not 100% of where he should be either. She stated that after 40 weeks your placenta starts to deteriorate and there really is no benefit of keeping me pregnant. She stated that at this point they just need to get him out and were going to start induction. I was SO upset. I did NOT want to be induced and to top it off - I was alone! Alex wasn't even with me. I begged and pleaded that if I had to be induced to please let me go home and get my stuff, get my husband!! She said no and that I had to go straight upstairs to Labor & Delivery. She left the room and I was a complete wreck. I immediately called Alex and told him through my tears everything that happened. He had someone from our ward go pick him up from his clinical, bring him home to finish packing the hospital bag and then get up to me. In the meantime, I headed upstairs to L&D. I hadn't eaten lunch because I thought I was going for a quick check up and then coming home. When I got up there, they gave me some orange juice to drink. I was put back on the stress test monitor and left alone. I bawled the entire time. I couldn't believe this is how I was going to have to have my baby and my husband wasn't even with me yet. The Dr. came back in about an hour later and looked at the stress test again. She said that actually everything looked perfect and the baby looked great. She said it was up to me whether or not I wanted to still be induced that day and have the baby. I told her no, I wanted to go into labor on my own and asked if I could please go home. She looked over some more things and stated that I would be free to go. As soon as I got the clearing, Alex walked into the hospital. The Dr. talked to both of us and stated again that she really doesn't see a benefit of me staying pregnant and that I need to just get this baby out. She stated that if I hadn't gone into labor on my own by the next day I would have to come in an be induced.

We went home and I was a complete wreck, I wanted to have my baby on my own time and not force him out. I didn't even really understand why I was having to be induced and just prayed I would go into labor on my own that night. As soon as we got home we went on a really long walk, I walked up and down the stairs for over an hour, we had a dance party, I ate some spicy food - ha! Absolutely NOTHING worked. I was heartbroken when we were headed back up the hospital the next day. We went to see the Dr. first and it was a different one then I had met with the day before. I explained all my frustrations to him and told him I didn't want to be induced and felt like I had no idea why I was being forced to do it. He stated that they would put me on the monitor again and see, but if the baby looked good and everything essentially it was my choice and if I don't want to be induced, I don't have to be. Everything looked great on the monitor that day and he cleared me to go home (again. talk about a roller coaster of emotions!!!) He set up an appointment for me the following Monday. He stated if I still hadn't gone into labor on my own by that day - then I will have to schedule an induction date because I'll be over 41 weeks. The rest of the week we did EVERYTHING under the sun to try to make him come...still nothing. I had small contractions that were about 10 minutes apart, but weren't getting any closer or stronger.

I went to my appointment on Monday alone again because Alex wasn't able to get off the time from his clinical. I had to get an ultrasound done because they have to check your fluid levels once you are over 41 weeks. I met with the Dr. and he put me on the monitor again. He came in about an hour later and said the baby looked great on the monitor HOWEVER...oh no...It looked like my fluid levels were higher than they should be and that the fluid wasn't clear. He said they think the baby had a bowel movement inside and the fact that my placenta is continuing to deteriorate just isn't safe anymore. We really just need to get him out. I begged and begged to please let me go home and get my stuff and again, get my husband! I think he must have been able to tell how stressed I was about everything because he agreed to let me go home and get everything, but I had to be back in an hour and a half. I was getting ready to head out around 5:00pm and had him do a quick check on me. He said I was barley dilated to a 2, which was progress from the week before, but still not much. I asked him to sweep my membranes again and he did it a couple times just to make sure he really got it (holy cow, did that hurt!! :/ ) The Dr. said that to start the induction they were going to use the balloon method. Basically, they stick a balloon up in your cervix and blow it up to get it to dilate. They leave it in for 12 hours and said I should be to about a 4 or 5 after the 12 hours, at the point they would start me on pitocin and then break my water and hope my body goes from there. He said when you do the balloon you can still eat and everything, so they would feed me in the hospital as soon as I got there, I just needed to hurry back. I was pretty bummed about everything, basically all of my worst labor fears coming to life! Ha. I was very opinionated about not wanted to be induced, absolutely no pitocin and having my water break on its own......but I knew it was time to get him out.

I called Alex and he headed home from his clinical, it was for reals this time! We got our hospital bag together and feed our kitty, we grabbed everything we could and headed back up to the hospital. About half way there I started to get a really bad cramp. Then it went away...and came back about a minute later, all the sudden it was more than a really bad cramp, I couldn't breathe. And they were coming fast! I told Alex to speed up and I think this was for reals this time. He started to laugh and said "well hey, this is how I actually pictured of drive to the hospital!" I didn't think it was too funny! Ha, and told him to seriously drive faster!!! We got to the hospital around 7:00PM and they got me all checked in. I told the nurses what was going on and that I needed to get the balloon in to start my induction. She said that she was just going to check me really quick to see what I was dilated to. I told her I was just checked by my Dr. about 2 hours ago and was at a tight 2. She said she would see just in case. She checked me and said " are dilated to a 4. You are in full on labor girly!" I was thrilled! She said that they don't have to do the balloon and that they needed to get the IV in me. I asked if I could have dinner first because the Dr. told me I could eat as soon as I got there. My two nurses kind of laughed and said ", you are in labor now we need to get you going" Dang!! Granted I wasn't starving because I felt kind of nauseous out of nervousness, but still! The last thing I ate was lunch on Monday.

They got the IV in me and then hooked me up the stress monitor to track the baby's heart rate and my contractions. They continued to get closer and stronger. The nurse said I was having them about every 30 seconds to 1 minute. I had Alex turn on some relaxation cd's, that helped for a little bit - but then the pain got too intense. I had the nurses come in again about an hour and a half later and she said I was dilated to a 7. I knew that I wanted to get an epidural but wanted to wait until I was dilated until at least a 5. When I found out I was a 7 Alex and I talked about whether or not I should get it. I told him I was still feeling like I could handle the pain, so maybe I won't get one. I continued to wait and it got more and more intense. I would use low tone moans to get through a contraction and squeeze the bed sheets and handles. The nurse got me a ball and I tried to bounce on that to ease the pain. I also walked around my room a lot and went on my hand and knees in the bed. The pain was the most intense thing I have ever experienced. Alex said the hardest part of the entire delivery was watching how in pain I was and knowing there was nothing he could do about it. I had the nurses come in again about an hour later and she said I was dilated to an 8, almost 9. She said that she could feel my bag of water and it was bulging. She said that it was probably making me a little more dilated than I actually was because it was so big.

She asked if I wanted an epidural still and I didn't know....I felt like I had already made it so far, if I could just make it to a 10 and push then maybe I wouldn't have to have one. As I was trying to decide, I got another contraction......and then I decided YES, I need that epidural!! Ha. I was already so exhausted and needed some relief. They called the anesthesiologist and said he should be there in about 20-30 minutes. ONE hour later, he finally made it. Probably the longest hour of my life. I thought I was going to die. He got there around 11:15pm and was explaining to me everything he was going to do. I honestly don't remember anything he said because all I could think was "okay, enough, just get it in me!!" I felt a little shot in the back, but nothing major. By far the worst part was the fact that I had to hold perfectly still while he did it, even during my contractions. My body had been shaking uncontrollably for the past few hours and I didn't know how in the world I was supposed to hold still. I had one of my nurses in front of me and hugged her like a teddy bear (I think I about ripped her jacket apart!) Ha. Alex was in front me too - but barley conscious. He said he was SO lightheaded and queasy while he talked about what he was going to do to me. Ha! Thank goodness I had the nurse there too. ;) As soon as he put it in me I could feel my legs start to get warm and then some slight relief. The longer I went the less I could feel. Each contraction just felt like a lot of pressure, but NOTHING compared to what it was, so I was in heaven!

About 12:30am I called in the nurse because I thought maybe my water had broken. She checked and said " doesn't quite seem like that, did you just have to go to the bathroom? Maybe you just wet yourself." I felt so embarrassed!! Ha. About 2 seconds after she said that I felt something again and said "um.....I don't think I have to go the bathroom...." She squealed and said "oh okay, now that is definitely your water!" she called in the other nurse and got me cleaned up the best they could. She checked me again after my water broke and said that I was dilated back to about an 8. They left and I continued to just feel pressure pains. About 1:30am they came in and checked me again. She was shocked and said I was fully dilated - I was already to a 10! But, the baby was still so high up. She said she would call the Dr. and see what he wants to do. She came back in and asked if I would be okay just hanging out and waiting to see if the baby comes down on his own. I told her that was fine with me because I was hardly feeling anything. They realized that they baby's heart rate didn't my blood pressure after I got the epidural, so I had to be put on oxygen. Alex slept and I attempted to relax...between the pressure pains, oxygen mask and my blood pressure being checked every 5 minutes, I didn't get much rest! Ha. Have you ever been on oxygen before? It was awful! It felt like it was sucking the life out of me! I know that sounds crazy, but I wasn't able to eat or drink and my mouth and throat felt soooo dry and I couldn't do anything about it! Around 3:30am Alex woke up and asked what we were doing. I told him I actually I had no clue because we hadn't been checked on for awhile. I called my nurses in and asked if I was still just waiting or what was going on. They checked me and said that I was already at a +1 so the baby was dropping down! (You are at a +3 basically when the baby is coming, so I was making progress!) My nurses were so excited and talked about how I will definitely have this baby before their shift ends at 7:00am! They said they would come check on me again in a little bit.

We continued to wait. I watched tv and tried to find ways to pass the time. Around 5:30am the nurses came back in and checked me again. She said I was still only at a +1 and couldn't believe he hadn't dropped down more....she said she would call the Dr. and decide what to do. She came back in around 6:00am and checked me and said all the sudden I was at a +2 and ready to start trying to push. They called the doctor and told him to come in. They started getting everything prepared and what not and then had me start pushing just before 6:30am. I did a couple of pushes and then the nurses said they felt the baby ride back up. She checked me again and said I was back a +1. She had me push and push and push, she said she could feel him come down each push but as soon as the contraction ended, he would ride right back up. I started to feel pretty discouraged and frustrated. I was getting pretty exhausted at this point, but knew I couldn't give up yet. The Dr. came in and said that first time Mom's usually push for awhile, so to keep trying for a little bit. My nurses I had been with the whole time had their shift end and I was heart broken. They were the ones who knew what was going on and I wanted them to be with me! But, I got two new nurses, that were actually just as awesome - which I was so grateful for!

It was the same thing over and over again. I would push and push, baby would come down and as soon as I stopped he would ride back up. I didn't know what else to do. They said it was because the baby was stuck on my pelvic bone and he is just too big for my body. The Dr. came in again around 8:10am and checked me. He said I was pushing right where I should and that he was just not moving. The baby wasn't able to get past my pelvic bone. He asked how I felt about continuing to push or getting a c-section. I did NOT want a c-section, especially when I had made it this far!! I told him I would like to continue to try pushing (even though I felt more exhausted than I ever had in my life and didn't know where I was going to find the energy). I asked for another hour or hour and a half. He looked at the clocked and told me I could have until 9:00am. My nurses were very determined to make sure I could have this baby on my own - no c-section! They asked how I was feeling and wondered if I could get on another position besides my back. I had felt my epidural slowly start wearing off before hand, but didn't think much about it because I was in so much pain with everything anyways. I realized that it was pretty much gone and I could move my legs around. They had me go on my hands and knees and push for awhile. They also got a squat bar that I used for awhile. I continued switching back and forth between these two positions. The nurses said they could definitely tell that was helping because it was opening my pelvic bone more. I could feel every single contraction, pain and push, but I know that it was a blessing in disguise because if my epidural wouldn't have worn off I could have never gotten in those positions.

I continued switching back and forth, back and forth. I laid on my back for one last push and heard them say "That was it! You did it! He made it over you pelvic bone!!" I looked at the clock and it was 8:55am - just in time!!! They called the Dr. and told him to hurry up here. My nurses were prancing around and saying "You did it girl! This Dr. thinks he's coming in to get you for a c-section, but NO, you did it on your own.You showed him! Yes, yes, yes!!" They were awesome.

The Dr. came in and I honestly don't remember much - my eyes were closed the entire time and I just kept hearing push, push, push. They would count down for me which really helped and made it go faster. I heard Alex by my head saying "You got this! You are amazing! Keep going! I love you so much!" The nurses wanted me to feel "motivated" so she took my hand and placed it down so I could feel his head coming out - that freaked the crap out of me! Haha!! They made Alex do the same thing and I'm pretty sure he had similar feelings! I could hear them say "You're almost there, one more, one more." All the sudden I felt a little pop, then felt my body rip and all the sudden a baby was on me crying. I immediately started bawling and hyperventilating because I didn't know what to do! Ha. I finally saw my precious baby boy. I looked over at Alex and he was in tears. They had Alex cut the cord and the Dr. had me give one final push for the placenta.

The doctor's said my fluids were clear and the baby looked great. They took him to weigh him and wipe him down more while I got stitched up. O.M.G. That was awful. Keep in mind that my epidural had worn off and I felt every single stitch. I opened my eyes once and saw a giant fishhook thing and string and immediately shut my eyes. It took him about 15-20 minutes to finish up and I thought could have died. The worst is that I didn't even have my baby with me at the time. Finally after he finished they placed the baby on me and I got to just hold him for a little bit. It was amazing to finally look into his eyes and kiss his face. I honestly can't describe the feelings I felt that morning.

Afterwards they took the baby for some tests and things and came to "massage" my uterus. The nurse said "oh, it seems like your bladder is really full so lets have you go the bathroom" it took both nurses and Alex to get me up and into the bathroom. I obviously couldn't go because I was in such pain and things so they had to take me back and put a catheter in me. I don't know if that or the stitches was more painful - seriously! Especially because I was so swollen and they kept accidentally hitting me, OUCH. Finally that was over and I was able to slightly relax some. I ordered breakfast and got to finally eat a meal! And I don't think I have stopped eating since - I have so much room in my stomach now!! Haha. After I ate we were wheeled to the recovery room. I tried to sleep but couldn't stop staring at my baby! Ha. He's the most precious thing I've ever seen!!

The stay in the hospital was okay. I continued to have nurses check up on me to "massage" my uterus and see how I was doing. From my waist down was completely swollen. I was torn from one end to the other - so my body kind of went into shock. I had to get help every time I stood up and could only take a few steps before needed to lay back down. Thank goodness Alex was there every step of the way! We were both so ready to get out of the hospital and get home!

I am continuing to slowly recovery, but I know it will be a long process. My Mom was here for the past week and a half and I don't know what I would have done without her here! We love our little Logan man and are so grateful he's in our life. Every time I feel a lot of pain I just look at him and remember how worth it is was.

So grateful he is finally here! Logan Craig Jacobs. 8 lbs. 4 oz. 21 inches long (they measured him wrong the first time!) born at 9:11am on April 14, 2015. Logan: a name we both love and also the city we met, fell in love, got engaged and lived our first years as newlyweds! Craig: after one of Alex's best friends that was hit and killed by a car when they were in 9th grade. We love how much meaning his name has. <3 We love you more than we could have ever imagined Log! I'm so lucky to be your Mom!

Saturday, March 28, 2015

The Last Few Months Before Baby J!

I thought I would fit in one last blog post before Baby J comes! So, what have we been up to since the beginning of the year?! Well, quite a few things actually!! First - we started the year off great by going on one last "hoo-rah!" trip with no kids! A "babymoon" if you will!! We went to NEW YORK CITY!!!

Ah! It was amazing! Alex was still on his Christmas break from school and I was able to get the week off of work! We planned everything to a T before hand and it actually went pretty according to plan - I think we did just about everything we wanted to! Alex had never been to NYC before, so it was fun to be able to share his first time in the Big Apple with him! We left on a Sunday night at midnight and took a bus from here (Hampton) straight to NY over night. The bus ride was.....interesting. Ha. Let's just say neither of us slept great (especially Alex!), but it was really cheap, so sometimes you just gotta sacrifice for a good deal!! Anyways, we got there on Monday morning around 6AM and were dropped off in the middle of Chinatown. Definitely not my favorite place to be in the dark.....luckily we found some college aged girls who knew what they were doing and a really nice local lady and asked if we could stick with them around the subway area because we were all going to Times Square. We got on the subway and headed up to Times Square, when we got there Good Morning America was playing and we stood in the audience outside! Then we headed over to our hotel. We weren't able to check in until the afternoon, but they let us store our luggage there. They also informed me of their never ending hot chocolate can bet that's where I was every second we were at our hotel!!

Once we got settled and everything we headed out to get a bus tour! We bought some tickets from the guys on the street and caught our first bus ride! We did the "hop-on-hop-off" tour and planned out all the stops before we left, so we knew exactly where we were going! We headed to Downtown first. We saw lots and lots of cool buildings like the Empire State Building & Flat Iron Building and then made our first stop that I was probably most excited about: Canal Street!! If none of you have been there - you MUST. Especially if you want a really good deal on a purse! Ha. It was amazing!! Alex hated every second of it - ha! But that's okay, because I was too excited about it!! We mostly walked around and looked at things, but I definitely made sure to get myself a purse!! As always, you feel so sketchy as you follow the people carefully and then they bring it to you in a black garbage bag, ha! But hey, it was super cheap and totally worth it!! Plus, it's SUPER cute, so you can't top that!

Then we headed down to Ground Zero. It was so amazing to be there - (and also freezing!!) I think we both felt like our faces were going to fall off. But really it was so humbling to be there and the new World Trade Center is HUGE. Such a gorgeous building. After that we headed down the docks and got on the fairy to see the Manhattan skyline & the Statue of Liberty!! It was so beautiful!! We didn't get as close to Lady Liberty as we wanted to...but that particular fairy was included in our bus pass tour - so we figured, why not!

After we got off we took a little stroll down Wall St. and then found the famous "Waffles & Dinges" truck. Best. Waffles. Ever! So expensive....and so amazing!! Definitely a "must-do" in NY. Then we continued through the rest of Downtown and headed back to Times Square! That night we went to the "Shake Shack" for dinner and it was incredible!!!!! It was super busy and we had to be a little aggressive to get a table to sit down after we got our food, but it was an amazing meal and probably one of the best burgers I've ever had!!

That night was probably one of our (especially Alex's) favorite things we did this trip! A night tour. We headed out on our bus and it just drove us around the city at night. It was soooo magically. There's something amazing about NY - but NY at night is....WOW! We also headed over to Brooklyn and got a tour of that city and we were able to look back at the Manhattan skyline, it was so so gorgeous!!

The next day we headed out for another day on the bus! Our first stop was to see the Manhattan temple! We also ran into some missionaries right outside of it and they just all happened to be from Utah! Ha, so random! It was so fun to see the temple in the middle of a busy intersection! Then we headed over for the most beautiful walk in Central Park. It started to snow and everything was just magical! We were so excited to see snow and it made everything look so dreamy. We then headed to all of Uptown and stayed on the bus for a lot of the tour, look around and learning different fun facts about the city! We stopped off at the museum of NY - which was really small, but still fun! Then we went to F-A-O Schwarz - the biggest toy store, also where the giant piano is! I was excited enough just to see it, then they told us that we could go play on it! Ah, it was so fun!!

We then headed out for one of my stops! Serendipity!! Home to the famous "frozen hot chocolate." Oh. My. Word. It was so incredible!!! There are no words, you just have to try it!!

That night we headed out for a Broadway Play! (Alex's first!) We saw The Phantom of the Opera, it was (of course) as all Broadway plays are, ah-mazing!! It was so fun to go and definitely another "must-do" in NY!

The next morning we went and saw a few "must see" landmarks! We saw Grand Central Station, went to the Rockerfeller Center and went to the Lego Store & Nintendo World, saw Radio City, where the Tonight Show is filmed, and of course - the LOVE sign!! We ate lunch at Potbellys - another east coast favorite and then headed back to our hotel. I got my last cup of hot chocolate and we headed out back to Chinatown. The bus picked us up around 3PM and we got back around midnight on Wednesday. It was SUCH an amazing (busy) trip, but I am so so glad we did it! It was so fun to be able to go on one last trip just the two of us!!

THEN as if the week couldn't get any more amazing, the next day my Mom flew into town!! She got here Thursday afternoon and we spent the night eating, talking, playing games and having a late Christmas! The next day we took her a little around VA. We went to Colonial Williamsburg and walked around for awhile and then ate lunch, then we headed to the battlefields at Yorktown - where the Revolutionary War & Civil War battles were fought. We did the driving tour and walked around a few of the fields, its always humbling to be there and think of all the men who fought. Then we walked around of my favorite parks here in VA, it's just down the street and where I go running so it was fun to be able to show it to my Mom! That night was pretty low key because I actually had a really bad cold from walking around every where in the freezing cold while we were in New York, but it was still fun!

Saturday was one of my favorite days! I had my baby shower!! Oh my goodness. It was SO adorable! One of my good friends in my ward threw it for me and I couldn't be more grateful! She had everyone bring a book instead of a card and then made everything around books! She made me the most amazing wreath out of book paper (forgot to take picture...) and did all these amazing & fun decorations! All the food was paired and themed with a book too! I was so overwhelmed with all the love and support I received from everyone! No words can describe how grateful I am for all the amazing gifts we got and everything my friends did for me! It was such a fabulous day!!!

That night we headed out to dinner and then just spent the night hanging out. The next day we went to church and my Mom got to come to my primary class with me, so that was fun! After church we hung out for a few hours until we had to take my Mom to the airport. I was so sad to see her go, but I'm so glad she came out!! It was so fun to have her here and I'm so grateful she was able to be here for my shower!!!

Then it was back to reality! I went back to work and Alex started another semester of school - basically that's what our lives have been since then! Alex had a full semester of school in 8 weeks, so of course it was crazy! He did really well (as always!) and I couldn't be more proud of him! He works so hard and I'm so glad to be married to such a determined man!! Work is going well for me, it's been getting a little harder lately, just because I feel so pregnant! Ha. But what can you expect!!

We have also been really busy with our church callings! Alex was just called as the Young Men's President and I have two callings. I teach the 4 & 5 year old's in Primary and am also the Visiting Teaching Coordinator! So we stay very busy in the church department! Ha. But we love it!! We have some amazing youth in our ward and Alex loves working with them. And how can you get better than the 4 & 5 year olds?! Teaching primary is so fun!! And I still have the opportunity to work with the sisters in Relief Society - so it's a win, win!

In between all our craziness, I had a birthday!! As we know, I LOVE BIRTHDAYS!!!!!! Basically the greatest thing known to man. I was spoiled rotten too! The day before my birthday we were able to celebrate with some of our best friends here in VA! Alex made my favorite dinner - chicken broccoli casserole and my favorite cake - german chocolate and because he doesn't like german chocolate cake, he also made the most delicious mint ice cream dessert! Yum, yum!! Everyone came and we just talked, ate, and enjoyed each others company! I've said it a million times, but I am so grateful for the friends we have made here in VA, I honestly don't know what we would do without them!!

Then Monday was my birthday! I woke up to the cutest man ever singing me Happy Birthday while holding a breakfast tray <3, I love breakfast in bed! Then I got ready and went to work where my coworkers made me cupcakes and gave me a really sweet card! I even wore a birthday pin that I got from my friend Rachel that said "It's My Birthday! (I deserve attention!!)" Ha! It was so great!! I got off work that day at 3 and got Alex from school. We got home and he had planned some "minute to win it" games. Have you ever played those before?? Ha! They are super fun!! My favorite one by far was when we had to put an oreo on our forehead and get it into our mouth without using our hands! Hahahaha. Oh my word, it was hilarious! By then end we had SO many crumbs in our eyes! Ha! After playing those games for a good 2 1/2 hours, we got ready to head out to dinner! We went to the Olive Garden (of course!) and ate a delicious meal! We came back home and opened presents!! I was spoiled rotten by Alex, my Mom, Dad & MIL! I felt so special! Even with all my family in Utah they made it extra special! I love being able to talk to so many people on my birthday and loved all the calls and texts I got throughout the day! I am such a lucky lady!!

We also had a fabulous Valentines Day! I finally didn't have to work that Saturday, so we got to spend the whole day together! We started the day off with pink heart shaped pancakes and then made sugar cookies! We tried a new recipe and it was delicious - but we had way too many. And we may or may not have eaten them all!! Whoops! That night we went out to eat at a little soup and sandwich shop that we had a gift card to! It was fun to go out and just be together the whole day. I love Alex more than I can even describe and am so grateful he is my forever Valentine!

As for Baby J, he is great! I am 39 weeks today - I can't believe my due date is in ONE WEEK! NEXT SATURDAY!! Ah, so crazy!!!! We are very anxious for our little guy to get here! Although I'm feelin' like he will never come!! I am still feeling great, I honestly have been so blessed to feel so good this whole pregnancy! I just barley stopped sleeping through the night about a week and a half ago - which is pretty miraculous, so I'm grateful!! I have also completely lost my ankles and I think if you just saw my feet you would think I weighed 300 pounds! Ha. Honestly though!!! Baby is still REALLY high up in my ribs, which is getting a little frustrating....I am having a really hard time breathing lately (well for the past while actually!) so I can't wait to have some relief! Every morning I wake up I honestly feel like I just got in a boxing match the night before hand and broke all my ribs! Ha. Seriously though, it eases up throughout the day, but I don't think I will miss that feeling!

We have also had multiple doctors tell us how big Baby J is and that he either seems really long, or always happens to be stretched out when they check me! Either way, I can't wait to see him! I can't wait to see how much he weighs, what he looks like, if he has a full head of hair, who's eyes he'll have, etc! We can't wait to kiss his cheeks and snuggle him close! We have been really busy getting everything ready for him - I think we have definitely hit the nesting stage for the past few weeks for sure!! We have deep cleaned and organized our whole house - and I mean our WHOLE house! We have washed all the clothes and organized them by months, made decorations for his room, installed the car seat, packed a hospital bag, and just about everything in between that you can think of! We are definitely ready whenever he is and are getting more and more antsy!!! I feel so blessed to be able to be pregnant and to bring our first child into the world. Alex has been the most amazing, supportive husband through everything and takes such good care of me. Everything about pregnancy is just amazing and I love that we are able to have our own little mix of me and Alex. We love you Baby J and can't wait to meet you!!!

Besides that life has been pretty great! Alex started another clinical about 3 weeks ago and has been loving it! He really likes his Clinical Instructor and has learned a lot. The only bummer is that his schedule really stinks, but what can you do! I'm grateful that he's able to be in PT school and for his future career! I know that he will be a GREAT Physical Therapist!! We have also been squeezing in some date nights before the little guy comes! We went bowling a couple weekends ago and went and saw Cinderella this past week (so amazing by the way!). We are planning on decorating Easter eggs at some point here soon and then just wait for baby!!

Just think, next time I write a post, we will have a little baby boy! <3