Birth Story

So I realize it has taken me over 2 months to post her birth story. I guess I have just been enjoying her.

Well I guess I will start with my feelings of uneasiness when I was about 35 weeks pregnant. With her pregnancy I had decided to deliver her at a birthing center instead of a hospital. The birthing center was about 5-7 minutes away from a hospital and about 5 weeks before I was to deliver I had some very uneasy feelings about delivering there. So after Joe and I discussed my worries we decided it would be a better choice to deliver at a hospital, we both felt it was safer there. The mid-wife that delivered Brittlee was willing to have me come back even though it was late in my pregnancy, by the time I was able to get in to her it had been about 3 weeks since I had seen anyone, when I went in to see her I was measuring 42 weeks and I was only 38 weeks. This was alarming to her and she did a few tests and we decided to wait till the next week to see my growth then. When I came in the next week I was 45 1/2 weeks and was 39 weeks pregnants. She decided to have me get an ultrasound to estimate weight and make sure baby was doing ok. The baby looked good, big but good, her EBW was 9lbs 5oz so the midwife said we will wait till early next week and if baby hasn't come we will enduce. She warned me that there was so much water that if my water broke I would have to make sure there was not a cord that presented first. It was a scary weekend because I was worried about my water breaking and having the cord prolapse, but I also wanted to go into labor so she didn't get any bigger. I took my special drink and nothing happend. It was stake conference and Joe really needed to be there anyway so I waited till Sunday night and took it again. Sure enough my wather broke in the middle of the night but It didn't gush thankfully so the cord was not first. My Mom had made it there Sunday night she she was there to stay with the kids which was so so nice. By the time I got to the hospital I was having pretty regular contractions, but they couldn't tell if her head was first because I had so much water. They kept ultrasounding her to make sure she was still head down. At that point for some reason they were having a really hard time keeping track of her heart rate and it seemed to be dipping. The on call doc. came in and was preping me for having a big baby what they do to help get her out and some of the scary risks and things that can happen when a baby is too big. It got me a bit nervous and I was silently praying everything would be ok.

After I was dialated about halfway I got sick to my stomach and threw up, that pressure caused the rest of my water to break and there was a gush this time, it was right then that her heartrate just crashed so they had oxygen on me and got me up on my hands and knees in the bed. At this point I was so so scared! I know the nurse was too, she told all the nurses to be ready to help because once that huge bag of water broke she didn't know what was going to happen. As soon as my water broke it was CRAZY her heartrate dropped terribly low all the nurses rushed in and they couldn't find her heart rate, they put a probe in her head and finally got a reading but it was super low so they started talking about a C-section. With oxygen and me on my hands and knees she started to recover and was doing better. My midwife made it there and she started talking with me about pushing and things they would need to do to get her out safely. She said as soon as baby recovered enough she wanted me to start pushing. At this point I was so scared and worried as to how things were going to turn out and I was so worried about my baby and just wanted her here safe and sound. I was saying silent prayers and Joe could tell I was having a really hard time, I couldn't even talk much I was just so focused on getting her here safely. After she recovered they got me on my back and had me ready to push, her heart rate would drop with each contraction so they would give her time to recover. They had to do some extra things to get her her but after about 10-15 minutes of pushing she made it. Her shoulders got a little stuck but we got her here. I was so happy and was waiting for her to cry so I could just feel some relief but she didn't really cry much. They put her straight on my stomach and I was so happy to see my sweet little girl but I was still so concerned. After they could tell that she was having a hard time transitioning they took her to the warmer to see if they could get her to brethe better, she was pretty lifeless, none of my other kids were like that at all so it was again so scary. She scored a 5 on the Apgar score after 1 minute, my kids have never gotten worse than an 8 so I was pretty concerned. The NICU came and checked her out and said she was ok and that she didn't need to be in the NICU I was happy to hear that and she ended up getting an 8 on the Apgar score after 5 minutes so she was doing better but she still seemed to brethe funny and she was moaning as she slept which was different than any of my babies have ever done. So all my worries were not set aside, but I was doing better and it was so so nice to snuggle her and love on her. She was a great little nurser.

She weighed in at 9lbs 8oz (our biggest baby) and she was 21 inches long.

I was glad she was doing better but still had some worry. The peditrician came and checked her out and said she looked great and was doing great, so that made me feel a lot better. her blood sugar kept dropping because she was so big so we did give her some formula to try to keep it up. by the evening she was doing a lot better, still moaning but seemed to be a lot more lively and doing better. That afternoon I realized I was totally physically exausted as well as emotionally because the birth was so tramatic for me, I just feared for her life and well being the whole time, I was glad by the later part of the day she was doing so much better. I was talking to my sister and was falling asleep during our conversation, I knew I was beat and was glad I could fianlly relax a bit. At one point in the delivery right before I had her Joe whispered to me Deb you are the strongest women I know. I was so grateful for his words of encouragement and his belief in me. I will never forget that moment, he has never said that to me before and I knew he meant it, it was what I needed to get through the rest of the delivery. I love him so much and am so grateful these are OUR 6 children.

Later that evening my Mom brought the kids, they were so excited to meet her. They spent a few hours with us and we had a great time bonding with our new sweet little one. I love my family so so much I consider my 6 children and my husband my greatest blessings along with knowing the gospel of Jesus Christ. What a special time... I love the peace a new baby brings.

Jami and Jani also visited us at the hospital and so did John and Amanda and their family. We left the hospital the next day and she was nameless.

After a day or two I noticed she was in pain and that it hurt to move her arm. I got concerned and asked my brother John who is her peditrician what he thought. He was pretty sure she had broken her collar bone and the next day I brought her in to get her checked out. Sure enough she had broken her collar bone during birth. John said it would heal and be ok and now it is almost healed and she is doing much better. I then realized why she was moaning at the hospital because she was in pain, I was so sad about that but glad to understand why she was in pain.

For about a week she remained namless and we finally agreed on Emree Syble, Syble is my Grandma and she was a remarkable women early on in the pregnancy I think before we were even sure it was a girl or maybe just shortly after we found out I felt like she should be named after my Grandma, Syble wasn't a name I would have picked but I felt like that was the right name for this little girl. I love my Grandma Syble and feel blessed to have my daughter share her name.

A day or two after we brought her home, Kyle told me she was the sweetest baby I think that was his statement to say I am just fine that she is not a boy. He loves her so much, last night I was helping Kambree with her homework and asked him to hold her, he took her to his room and nestled her in his lap where she fell asleep it was so sweet, he is so good to her as are the rest of the kids, Kambree will hold her for hours if I let her.

Emree has brought so much peace to our home and we just love her so so much!