We were blessed with a beautiful baby boy on November 29, 2011. Elijah decided that it was ready to come a few weeks early. I was preparing to go to work and moments away from leaving the house when my water broke. I call the doctor after a few minutes of disbelief and anxiety. I was not ready and did not have my bags packed yet. I woke up Rich and gathered a few things. We headed for the hospital and then the contractions began.
I had two fears during my pregnancy: 1) being sent home after false labor and 2) delivering on the interstate heading to the hospital since we lived 50 minutes away.
We arrived at the hospital about 8am with excitement and disbelief. We had waited for this moment for so long. After getting checked in, the doctor determined that I was dilated to 4cm and 90% effaced. This was a good start.
I was surrounded by so many great staff members and a wonderful caring husband. They helped to create such a positive energy which kept me going through the challenges of labor. Many words of encouragement and support. I had my own cheering squad as my labor progressed.
I labored on the birthing ball for a while and then headed to the tub for a few hours. The water was soothing. About 12ish, I was dilated to 9cm and 100% effaced. The contractions were right on top of each other and the pain was becoming unbearable. It was time for the epidural. I was so surprised by how much that I had endured so far and still had a big smile on my face. I was reminded of my on strength. All that the body goes through to bring God’s children to this earth is truly miraculous.
After the fourth attempt, the epidural was finally in place and life became much easier to bear. I found it quite ironic that the anesthesiologist who was able to place the epidural catheter lived in the same neighborhood in SLC, UT at the same time I did. I had to move to VT to meet him.
The epidural slowed down my labor and after a couple hours of pushing, the doctor mentioned that if things did not progress further I may need to consider a C-section. That was all Elijah and I needed to hear because in the next hour Elijah made his debut. Weighing in at 8lbs 2oz and 20in.
Through all the struggles of pregnancy that brought me to that moment, I never could have imagine how quickly they would fade and the extreme joy that would replace it.
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Elijah was very sleepy and struggling to breastfeed. We discovered that his Bilirubin was elevated, which is normal, but it continued to climb to a critical level. He was placed on UV lights to help his body process the Bilirubin. The Wallaby was not effective and he was needing more intense therapy. My nurse advocated for me and encouraged the doctor not to send him to the NICU. Thanks to her, Elijah was able to stay with me and they brought in the isolette with the big light. I had to have Rich bring my eye mask so that I could sleep at night.
Rich gave Elijah a priesthood blessing and my wonderful family prayed and fasted for him. The next day his levels started to drop. After a week Elijah and I were able to go home. We know that God had a hand in helping Elijah to heal. He truly was a gift from God.
I also had my own challenges. After deliver, I began hemorrhaging and lost at least a liter of blood. I had a great nurse who quickly picked up on what was happening and got the doctor involved. Within a couple of hours, I had stopped hemorrhaging. My nurse stayed past the end of her shift to make sure that my needs were met. I am greatly appreciative of the awesome nurses that cared for me. I was white as a ghost which is quite different than my usually rosy complexion. It took some time to get my blood count up and my energy back.
The pic above was taken a number of days after delivery when I was feeling a bit more perky,

