February 23, 2018

Emma's Birth Story

I'm jumping ahead on our timeline to Emma's birth so I don't forget the details!

On the morning of December 8th, at six am, I called to see if I could be admitted to the hospital to be induced. I was worried that we'd be pushed back because the hospital had been very busy, but the nurse asked me if I could be in at 7:30 am! One of my most vivid memories of that day was CJ and I walking up to the hospital with an eager anticipation and excitement of meeting our baby girl. Even as we were in the delivery room while I was getting hooked up to all of the monitors, it felt surreal that we were soon going to be welcoming our second child.  

At 8:00 am, the nurse started my pitocin. I was dilated to a 4 and 70% effaced, a good start! This time around, I asked for the epidural as soon as possible. The anesthesiologist was able to get to me right away so I only had to feel the beginning of the contractions before they became too uncomfortable. 

There is nothing more I love than having a baby! With the epidural that is. I love being able to feel the contractions, but not having to feel any pain. I was so relaxed the entire time. CJ and my mom kept commenting on chill I was. 

I progressed to a seven relatively quickly, but just like my labor with Robbie, I plateaued and wasn't having as frequent of contractions. The doctor came in around 1:00 to check me and break my water.  My water broke as she checked me and things really took off from there! I started to feel pressure about an hour later, but it wasn't as intense as how I remembered it with Robbie, maybe because she was so low the entire pregnancy. My doctor came in to check how things were progressing. I told her I was feeling pressure when I was contracting, but that was it and I was expecting to still have awhile until it was time to push. To my surprise, the doctor started quickly getting things ready because baby girl was right there! Four pushes later and at 2:22 pm, our sweet baby girl was born! 

Emma Elizabeth Hunter
7 pounds 15 ounces
20.5 inches 

The moment the doctor lifted her up so I could see her, I couldn't believe how much she looked like Robbie! CJ and I kept saying how we felt like we were looking at a baby Robbie. Emma was not happy to be born, and she sure let us know it. The nurses and doctor kept laughing because she would not stop crying! She really strengthened those lungs of hers. She stopped crying as soon as I was able to feed her, and then only had occasional moments of detest afterwards. 
Those first minutes after a baby is born is beyond description. They are the most beautiful, peaceful, and remarkable moments in my life. When Robbie and Emma were placed on my chest, it never felt like meeting our baby for the first time, it felt more like a reunion. I know it sounds weird, but I really do think I feel them with me before they are born. Before I was pregnant with Robbie, I knew I was going to have a boy first. When people asked me what we thought we would have for our second, I always thought we would have a girl! I knew she was waiting, and that's what makes the birth of a baby so wonderfully special--a part of me that was missing is now complete. 
 Poor girl was not having the outside world! 
Skin to skin with a newborn is my favorite experience in the entire world. 
 Her chunky arms!
 Her forehead and eyes remind me a lot of Robbie right after he was born.
I will never get enough!
The doctors and nurse could not believe that she was 7 pounds 15 ounces. My doctor laughed and said, "Where do you hide these eight pound babies??" I had been measuring weeks small the entire pregnancy and actually had a few growth scares. I just carried her very low, and that really hid her size!
 
I'll never forget those last moments in the delivery room where she was all bundled up and calmly taking in our faces as we were gazing into her eyes. If only I could relive that day over and over and over again. Sweet Emma, I love you with every fiber of my being. It is my greatest honor and privilege to be your mother. I am overjoyed to have you here with us in our family.

November 28, 2017

A Weekend in St. George

June 2 - 4, 2017

CJ wanted to do a weekend trip with just the three of us down to St. George. He's always so good about planning our trips that they are always relaxing for me! Not to mention he really takes over with Robbie, which I joke makes me the third wheel, but I really love just watching those two have fun together.

The only downer of this trip was that I had been hit really hard with morning sickness up until this trip. I'm talking throwing up 8 times a day and not being able to keep down liquids or popsicles. This round of morning sickness also physically hurt when I threw up, violent is the only word to describe it; like my stomach was cramping every last drop of fluid out of me. My doctor put me on a trial of some medicine that I started taking on this trip. It stopped me from throwing up, but the trade off was that it turned me into what CJ describes a sedated zombie. I had no energy and was so unbelievably tired. That being said, I really enjoyed sitting back and watching Robbie have fun with his dad! Robbie really took to swimming this trip and was swimming all over the pool with CJ. We went to Sand Hollow where Robbie enjoyed eating treats and playing in the waves.
CJ let Robbie smack him with a pool noodle over and over again. No wonder he is Robbie's favorite!
Nothing better than enjoying the sun in the water!
CJ took Robbie to breakfast at McDonalds in the morning for breakfast to let me sleep longer. Robbie discovered his love for the play place and the kids meal toys. One thing he'll chow down on is their breakfast sandwiches!
I just love these two.
After this trip, CJ somehow got sick with the flu and was out for three days. I was really struggling to take care of Robbie on my own because I ran out of my medicine and my morning sickness came back with a vengeance. I was throwing up every time I got up to take care of Robbie: get him food, a drink, go to the bathroom. It got to the point where I texted Wendy, CJ's mom, and asked if she was free to watch Robbie. She drove all the way up to Salt Lake to pick up Robbie for us. Our house was a war zone. Dishes hadn't been done, food was all over the floor from Robbie scavenging cereal on his own, toys and clothes were spread throughout the house in its entirety. When she walked into our house, Robbie walked over into the kitchen put his hands up and chuckled, "It's a MESS!" haha She took him for a couple of days so we could get feeling better. I don't know what we would have done without her!

November 10, 2017

Robbie Turns Two!

April 28, 2017

(Over six months behind... is anyone surprised? Not me. Not sure I'll ever make it past that six month mark)

For Robbie's second birthday, I decided to give our little sports enthusiast a sports themed birthday! I really love decorating for birthdays even though I may not be the most creative or elaborate. I thought hanging the ball paper lanterns from the ceiling turned out really cute though! CJ and I spent all night the night before cleaning and decorating for his birthday. When he came out of his room, he stopped dead in his tracks and had the biggest smile on his face when he saw the basketballs, baseballs, and footballs hanging from the ceiling. The biggest hit though were the red, yellow, blue "baboons" with a big two that I had by the window. "Ay a boons! Red boon!"

That morning, I had Robbie's friends Harvey and Lyla come over for Robbie's favorite treat, Banbury donuts, and to play! I frantically made Robbie's cake throughout the day and collapsed during his nap time because I was still waking up to teach English to kids in China at 4:45 in the morning and was also pregnant. It was all worth it though because Robbie had been anticipating cake and balloons for weeks before! 
My mom, dad, Emily and Ben came over to have another favorite of Robbie's, pizza, and to have cake and watch him open his presents. We missed CJ's parents! They were out of town on his birthday, but Robbie had a special dinner with them to his favorite place to go and eat, Chick Fil A and to the toy store after to pick out a gift. He's a lucky kid!
Here he is saying he's two! He did not love being sung to, but really enjoyed blowing out his candles.
My mom really hit a home run with her gift. She bought him a football, soccer ball, and a baseball mitt. Each reaction to pulling it out of the bag was just as big as the one pictured. 
Robbie's present from us was a strider balance bike and helmet! CJ and I wanted to get him a balance bike because we both had seen kids ride them in Europe before they had really come over to the U.S.  I had always loved the idea of it helping them learn to balance and eventually transition over to a bike with no training wheels. Robbie was so excited to have his own bike!
And I couldn't resist this picture of him the morning after finishing off the donuts from his birthday. We love our TWO year old!