Two weeks ago today on August 9, 2009 at 7:52 in the morning our world changed again with this handsome new addition to our family. There really isn't much of a story since this was my first planned c-section and everything went off without a hitch, but I will share a few details of the day anyway. Scott and I had to be to the hospital by 5:30 that morning and because it was planned I figured I should look decent, since for the rest of my children's births I looked like a hot mess. So I woke up at 4:00, got ready and we headed for the hospital. I'm not sure why they had us be there so early unless it was so that someone could find a vein and start the IV before they started cutting. My veins are so small that they finally had to call in the anesthesiologist to put the IV in, but only after several nurses left huge craters up and down both arms! Then Emily showed up to help ease my nerves, followed by my mom and dad. We enjoyed some laughs together before Dr. Nance showed up and I was off to the OR(I invited my mom, Scott's mom and Emily to watch the birth from the window and they were all there supporting me). It was kind of funny because I kept expecting them to wheel me off to the operating room, but they all just stood there looking expectantly at me until I clued in and was like "Oh, do you want me to walk?" They laughed and said yes realizing that I had never had a planned c-section before and had always been rushed to the OR with the epidural already in place. I think that is why I was so nervous this time, I was expecting it and knew when it was going to happen instead of it happening with no warning or anticipation. Anywho, after I got to the OR the anesthesiologist took over and gave me my spinal and kudos to him! He was amazing, I hardly felt a thing. Not only that, but with every other c-section I have always been horribly nauseated, but not this time, I felt great and could actually focus on what was happening. We still hadn't decided on a name for sure and because it was the anesthesiologists birthday he kept teasing us that we should name the baby Brady after him. Brady even let me listen to his 4 year old sing him happy birthday on his cell phone, during the surgery! How cool is that! Needless to say it was a much better experience than I've ever had with c-sections and hopefully one I will always remember. Cute little Dallin Tyler Rogers was born at 7:52 A.M. and weighed in at 6 lbs. 2 oz. and was 19 1/4 inches long. I really thought he was going to be my biggest baby yet since I was actually able to eat this pregnancy, but Tanner remains my biggest baby at 6 lbs. 4 oz. The rest of the day was spent with visitors, sleeping, and oogling over the new addition to our family.
The last two weeks have flown by and we are more in love than ever with Dallin. He is such a sweet, content baby, who sleeps when he is supposed to sleep and eats when he is supposed to eat, and poops A LOT! Sometimes we still can't believe that we were blessed to have another baby, but we feel so grateful for him and can't wait to see what the future has to hold with four very energetic boys running around the house!
Scott's parents came for Dallin's birth and stayed for the last two weeks to help with the twins and Tanner and the new baby and our sanity. I am still amazed at what a sacrifice they made on our behalf and am full of gratitude and thanks and really can't even put into words how thankful we were to have them here with us. I just love his parents and never would have survived without their help. I don't think it is often that you find in-laws happily willing to sacrifice so much to give to others. Not only am I lucky to have such amazing in-laws, but my children are blessed to have such great grandparents! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! They left today and I am already in mourning! I'm not quite sure what I am going to do without their help, but I guess I better figure it out fast! :)
While I'm at it, I need to give a HUGE shout out to my mother. I never, and I mean NEVER would have made it through the last 4 weeks of my pregnancy without her help! At 35 weeks I was put on bed rest for a week and then after that I was told to take it very easy. Which meant I couldn't lift my needy two year olds, I couldn't clean, I couldn't really do much. So my sweet mother took over and came to my house every day to feed my children, change them, bath them, put them down for naps and bed, pamper me and clean my house. She sacrificed so much of her time for me and Dallin and had she not been willing to do this I'm pretty sure Dallin wouldn't have been a planned c-section! Thanks mom, I love you! In thanking my mom I must thank my dad for living without his wife for nearly a month solid. I know that was hard on him, but I am truly grateful for all the time and help they put in on my behalf!
Well I guess that was more than a few details, but I am using this blog as my journal and these are all memories that I never want to forget and hope my children will enjoy reading about some day!