Home Sweet Home

As much as I love the hospital,

(really I do) it was nice coming home.

All we want to do is hold

baby Cedar.....she is heaven!!

Birth Story: Chapter Four..........

On Friday June 24th we had visitors coming

and going through out the day. Aspen

and Raider instantly loved their sister.

Trent and I got some alone time during

the day. We went on a few walks up and down

 the halls,doctors orders. I started 

feeling better and was able to keep

my food down!! I was in quite a bit

of pain but I so badly didn't want any

narcotic drugs. When night time rolled

around I was in tears from pain and

in tears with frustration (The hospital

encourages mothers to keep their baby during 

the night instead of sending them to the 

nursery. Because of my pain,

I couldn't even sit up and hold Cedar 

without hurting). It was 10:00 pm, knowing

that Trent was home with our other kids, 

I almost called him to come back to the hospital

cause I was having a brake down. 

My Doctor talked me into

taking a half dose of medication and

he sent Cedar to the nursery, I needed

sleep. The night got much better.

Saturday June 25 was great.

I slept well, my pain was being managed,

I could go the bathroom, shower and

 walk on my own. The food was great.

It was a quiet morning, I got up, showered,

got ready (kind of). Trent came over and we

just hung out till it was time to go home,

It was a bitter sweet feeling, knowing

that this was the last time. I'd be leaving

the hospital with a newborn .....The End

Birth Story: Chapter Three......

Right before I went to the O,R,, I 

got lots more epidural. This time I was

numb from my chest down, weird feeling. 

Trent and Cedar were doing their thing in the 

nursery. I was lying flat on my back

with my legs strapped down in a very cold room.

Let the tubal ligation began...

It was at least 12:30 am, they gave me

a heating blanket for my upper body and

I started drifting off to sleep while

the Doctor, nurse and the anesthesiologist

worked and took great care of me. 

Towards the end I started not feeling well.

My body was hot and cold. I started shaking

uncontrollably. I was sweating and had

the chills. Next thing I know, I am throwing

up in a bag. I have never felt so sick.

Plus I was helpless and I could only move my 

arms. Again, the medical staff was amazing, 

Once my tubal was done and I was stitched

and glued up, they lifted me back onto the 

hospital bed and wheeled me back to

Trent and Cedar. Even though I was

throwing up, I was starving. 

I ate some crackers and drank some juice.

Of coarse I just threw them up, It was

a vicious cycle....throwing up, shaking, running 

a fever. Finally they wheeled us into the

Mother and Child unit (Mother and Baby was full).

Trent fed and Changed Cedar while the nurse helped 

me to the bathroom for the first time.

Finally and 3:00 am, Friday the 24th,

Trent went home to get some sleep.

Cedar and I were alone for the first time.

I was exhausted, sick, yet peaceful.

We both fell asleep for about one and

a half hours,.....

Birth Story...Chapter Two

When the nurse checked me, I was only dilated

to a one and a half. Right then I knew it would

 be a long day/night. I told Trent their was no rush,

he could go home, shower and grab some lunch.

He arrived to the hospital around 4:00pm and 

Fernanda left shortly after that. My contractions

started getting stronger, I got an epidural and

a catheter around 6:00pm, both felt amazing. At 

9:00pm I was only dilated to a five, I wanted to cry. As

I lay there, numb, I kept feeling like I had to go

pee. Their was lots of pressure in my bladder/pelvis.

I told the nurse, she checked me again and within

45 minutes I had gone from a five to a ten!!! Yay, it

was time to push. As we waited for the doctor, This

baby girls heart rate started dropping. I was getting 

real nervous. After a few urgent calls from the nurse, Dr.

Haskett got right to work. I pushed and pushed, got 

an episiotomy, pushed and pushed more. Finally

at 11:24 pm little miss Cedar J. Turner

made her grand appearance. Coming in

at 8lbs 8oz and 19" long. Also, she had

hair!!!!!!! I held my angle for only a

minute, then it was time for Trent

and Cedar to go to the nursery and

for me to go to the O.R. .....

Birth Story: Chapter One....

This little girl inside me has been turned

the wrong way, A C-section was the original plan.

Dr. Haskett wanted to induce me at 38 weeks and

try to flip her so I could have a vaginal birth.

Two weeks early was too early for me.

Knowing that if I went past 38 weeks the baby

would be to big to flip, I still declined his offer. I went

in for a check-up at 38 weeks and this girl was

magically head down!!!! Five days later

I went in for another check-up to make sure

she stayed in the right position, she did!! My new plan

was to just let her come on her own. Dr. Haskett was 

mostly ok with my plan, Because of the heat, my swelling,

and mine/the baby size, the doctor wouldn't let me go one

day past my due date. Together we decided to have

a vaginal induction at 39 weeks. 

On Thursday June 23 (my 39 week mark), I called

the hospital about the induction, They told me that

they got really busy during the night. Even

though I was at the top of the list, it might not happen today. Oh-well.

Trent went to work and I went on about my day as usual.

Mid-morning I started spotting and not feeling well. At

12:40 the hospital called and told me to be there at 

1:30. Good thing cause I was already having 

light contractions, I took Aspen and Raider

to grandma Jans, Called Trent and told him to leave work.

Called Fernanda and she met me at the hospital and 

hung out while Trent was on his way. 

At the hospital they hooked up my IV, low dose of

pitocin and fed me

Italian ice till my man got there.