C and C Blog Factory: September 2012

Friday, September 21, 2012

3 Weeks already!

I can't believe that only 3 weeks ago little Kyle came into our lives. She came earlier than planned, we still haven't even made it to her due date, but we love her and find ourselves just staring at her all the time! We might be creepy parents...

Kyle has been a pretty good baby so far, she doesn't cry too much, she mostly just grunts and squirms when she gets hungry. It's a good thing I am a light sleeper or else I would never hear her at night and she would probably starve to death! Kyle likes to sleep on her side, it doesn't matter if we lay her on her back she will roll herself to her side every time. When she gets really tired she can't fall asleep until we swaddle her but, both of her arms are usually out of the swaddle before she is fully asleep. Kyle makes a funny whine-like noise while she sleeps, it sounds like a puppy whimpering on its first night sleeping without its siblings. We love her and are so grateful that she is in our life!!

Kyle is starting to fit in her car seat!


Cameron and Kyle after the Kokopelli Triathlon

3 weeks!

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Kyle Jessie Cook

Wow! Has it really been almost a year since out last blog post? A lot has changed in our lives since then. We found out in January of this year that we would be expecting a little baby come September. She surprised us all when she came 3 1/2 weeks early. As far as the pregnancy goes I really can't complain too much. I only threw up one time and that was after smelling a pair of Cameron's soccer socks that had been in his soccer bag for who knows how long. Near the end I wasn't sleeping well and I was always super hot, I believe that is to be expected. I'm not a super big fan of pregnancy photos so here are just a couple that were randomly taken over the past few months.

At the top of Observation Point, 5 months (20 weeks)


At the Hogle Zoo with Brittnie, 7 months (28 weeks)

That's about all the pictures I am willing to share at this point... haha

So for the big day, or should I say night? It was around 7pm on August 30 when I first started feeling contractions. Cameron had gone to work and I was just hanging out at home with his little brother Spencer who has been visiting for the past few days. The contractions were more of just a nuisance at this point so I wasn't really paying much attention to them. That morning I had been checked by my doctor and he said I was dilated to a 2+ and was "very thin", I have heard of many women who are dilated to a 3 for weeks so I figured nothing was going to happen for a while. As Spencer and I continued to watch our movie I noticed that the contractions were getting closer together and stronger. By 10pm they were about 8-10 minutes apart, I started to get a little nervous so I packed a bag to take to the hospital, just in case. At about 11pm I tried to go to sleep because I was supposed to work in the morning. I called my mom to confirm that the pain I was feeling was actually a contraction, I am pretty sure I freaked her out because she told my little brother he needed to drive down from Cedar City to take me to the hospital. After laying in bed/ pacing around my room for about an hour I finally decided that this might be the real thing. At this point the contractions were about ever 5-6 minutes. I came out of my room and asked Spencer if he would go on a walk with me. Spencer was so sweet, he just popped right out of his bed and put his shoes on. Meanwhile, Cameron was having the craziest night of his life while at work with 2 dying patients and no one to cover him so he could go to the hospital. Spencer and I walked around for about an hour. When we got home I told him the contractions were coming about every 3-4 minutes and that I probably needed to go in and get checked.

We arrived at the hospital at about 2:15am, they helped me get settled in my room. At this point I was dilated to a 5. When the nurse told me I remember saying, "A five? Wow, I wasn't expecting that." She responded saying, "Yeah, neither did I." At 3am they checked me again to make sure I was progressing, I was dilated to a 6 and they said they were going to admit me. I was starting to get really stressed out because our baby was coming and Cameron wasn't here. Luckily, Spencer was in town so he went to Alisha and Braeden's house to stay with Dylan so that Alisha could come sit with me and help me through the labor stuff until Cameron got there. They finally found someone to come and take over Cameron's patients and Cameron got the the hospital around 3:45am. At this point the pain was really bad and I was ready to back out of my original plan and get an epidural. My nurse came in and checked me and told me I was a 9+ and that the epidural might not work fast enough but that I could still get one if I wanted. I told her that I might as well just keep on going. She asked if I wanted to try to lay on my side to see if they helped with the pain. I was willing to try anything. As I started to roll over my water broke, I had a contraction, and I felt this incredibly strong urge to push. I remember saying/ yelling, "I think my water broke, and I really feel the need to push!" Luckily, my doctor walked in at that moment and we were ready! About 6 or 7 contractions later I heard my baby cry. It was probably the most amazing moment in my life!