Some of you know I have taken to a new dream job and I LOVE it! In February, I signed up as a Beachbody coach. I help people start their journey to healthy and fulfilling life, while living my own!
I have hosted a handful of challenge groups now and they are by far my favorite part. I get to help people find a program that fits their style and needs for fitness and health, and then watch them and motivate them to success! It is SO rewarding and exciting to see.
Not only has it been rewarding to see others, but it has also kept me accountable. DT has tried to get me to consistently work out and eat better our entire marriage-- or at least since softball's left my life. When this came up, he was blown away at how dedicated and motivated I became. It has changed my life in more ways than one.
A few months after I started coaching, Danny made a visit to the ER for a little scare with his Asthma. Then a few weeks later, he was in the hospital again with Viral Meningitis. Let's just say we did not budget for those hospital bills. However, I can say that without the money I've earned through this new job (if I can even call it that) we would be sweating bullets, but we aren't. Yes, it's still a hard one to swallow- I can't deny that. Yet, I can't complain about being able to pay for those bills, and contribute to our car payments, student loans and other monthly expenses.
Why do I call it a dream job?
There are actually a few reasons I call this a dream job. One, is I can work as much, or as little as I would like to. Two, is I can have vacation/sick days whenever I need to. Three, I am able to stay home and raise Jax as my first priority. Four, I have never been more healthy or fit in my life (Even when I was playing collegiate softball). Five, I can go on all expense paid for trips like cruises to Jamaica and trips across the country or even to Paris.
So there are more than a few reasons-- but the one I think I'm most grateful for is that I can work when I want and still stay home with my little man. It has been such a blessing to be with him AND help support our family as DT's finished school and begun working full-time.
I love sharing my story and hope that it resonates with someone out there. It came at an opportune time for me and was exactly what I was looking for in my life. God answers prayers and is mindful of each of us!
-Stacie
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Thursday, October 30, 2014
1 Year
Jaxon turned one back in September. Yes, I realize it is the end of October. Time moves way too fast for me. None-the-less it was a great day! It was on a Sunday, we had grandparents and other family members over for cupcakes and a small cake smashing that was merely picked at. I wanted so badly for Jaxon to mash his cake and be a mess, but all he did was pick at the frosting and slowly eat and pick at it. We were all a little disappointed. We opened presents and enjoyed watching our little man grow up before our eyes.
At the time he was not walking yet. He has since figured out this new found freedom. It is funny to watch him in his own little world. He usually just wonders from one end of the room to the other. He loves music still and will bounce and dance to any beat. This makes his dad proud! He says, "buh-bye", "dada", "mum", "weeee", and various other words that are inaudible at this time. He is quite the chatter box, I often wonder what is going on in that head of his.
Danny and I realized the other day that our Toney family trip to Williamsburg is fast approaching and we are so excited! Being a mother, I am having some anxiety over flying with a little one-- but the fun we will have for that week after Christmas will be worth it!
Danny just registered for his last semester of undergrad course work at BYU! We are stoked. He has been working so hard in school and has learned and grown so much the past few years! We are excited to have yet another BYU-grad in the house :)
Other than that, I have just been substitute teaching a few days a week in the Davis County School District and doing my hitting lessons with a few girls as well.
There's a quick update on us. Hopefully we can keep things rolling---
Here's some pictures of our little Mr. J to hold you over:
At the time he was not walking yet. He has since figured out this new found freedom. It is funny to watch him in his own little world. He usually just wonders from one end of the room to the other. He loves music still and will bounce and dance to any beat. This makes his dad proud! He says, "buh-bye", "dada", "mum", "weeee", and various other words that are inaudible at this time. He is quite the chatter box, I often wonder what is going on in that head of his.
Danny and I realized the other day that our Toney family trip to Williamsburg is fast approaching and we are so excited! Being a mother, I am having some anxiety over flying with a little one-- but the fun we will have for that week after Christmas will be worth it!
Danny just registered for his last semester of undergrad course work at BYU! We are stoked. He has been working so hard in school and has learned and grown so much the past few years! We are excited to have yet another BYU-grad in the house :)
Other than that, I have just been substitute teaching a few days a week in the Davis County School District and doing my hitting lessons with a few girls as well.
There's a quick update on us. Hopefully we can keep things rolling---
Here's some pictures of our little Mr. J to hold you over:
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
So much for doing better...
I was reading through previous posts (all three of them...) and realized I still stink big time with this blog thing, so I'm sorry.
J-man is now just a few days shy of 5 months. He weighs 16 pounds and is just growing like a weed still! At his 4 mo. appointment he was in the 93rd percentile for height and about 40-50% for his weight and head circumference.
He has been growing and developing sooo fast. It makes mom so proud yet so sad. We no longer swaddle him. We actually haven't swaddled him for like 2 months now. He started breaking out of the blanket swaddle and then he was even getting his arms out of a velcro "Halo" swaddle blanket, so we just said, "Fine, then we won't swaddle you at all." He's adjusted well. He rolled from his stomach to his back when he was like 3 1/2 - 4 months and the stopped and has now discovered how to roll from his back to his stomach. However, he has short term memory loss apparently because he's had trouble going back to his tummy. We're working on it. It's been a struggle at night especially because he will roll in his sleep, wake himself up and get so frustrated that he won't sleep. Which means a few more night visits from mom...
BUT! Last night and the night before he sleep solid from 8 to 5 woke up and ate and slept until 7 or 8 again. It has been wonderful!
At his 4 month appointment, I asked his pediatrician if I could start solids. I know, I know, it's kind of early still. But before you judge let me explain myself. Jaxon suddenly refused a bottle at 8 weeks. For whatever reason, he just won't take a bottle. I've tried every brand, nipple, flow, formula, breast milk, even putting karo syrup on the tip to entice him... you name it-- we've tried it. Notta. So, that means that I've been just breast-feeding him which also means I cannot leave him for more than 3-4 hours. Well, I start coaching softball at the high school tomorrow. I'll be away from J for more than 3-4 hours everyday. Which means he wouldn't be able to eat and whomever was caring for him at the time would be "les miserable" trying to entertain him. In conclusion, I tried just some plain rice cereal for a few days and he did really well with it. Now we're trying some fruit and veggies as well and he LOVES sweet potatoes and squash. It's great. I think, why I think it's so great is because this was a huge stress for me. Knowing that my son wouldn't eat, unless I was around. Now that he is taking solids though, I am much more relaxed about leaving him everyday.
DT has been such a busy dad. He's pushing through this semester like a boss. It's his toughest one yet, but he's doing so well. He gets on the train at 5:50 AM and gets home around 5PM everyday. Plus he his working a few days a week in Salt Lake. He's a trooper. He's doing all of this so that we can live in Davis County and I can coach. What a blessing he is in my life. He works so hard and still makes time to spend with me and Mr. J.
Here are some pictures of the past few months:
J-man is now just a few days shy of 5 months. He weighs 16 pounds and is just growing like a weed still! At his 4 mo. appointment he was in the 93rd percentile for height and about 40-50% for his weight and head circumference.
He has been growing and developing sooo fast. It makes mom so proud yet so sad. We no longer swaddle him. We actually haven't swaddled him for like 2 months now. He started breaking out of the blanket swaddle and then he was even getting his arms out of a velcro "Halo" swaddle blanket, so we just said, "Fine, then we won't swaddle you at all." He's adjusted well. He rolled from his stomach to his back when he was like 3 1/2 - 4 months and the stopped and has now discovered how to roll from his back to his stomach. However, he has short term memory loss apparently because he's had trouble going back to his tummy. We're working on it. It's been a struggle at night especially because he will roll in his sleep, wake himself up and get so frustrated that he won't sleep. Which means a few more night visits from mom...
BUT! Last night and the night before he sleep solid from 8 to 5 woke up and ate and slept until 7 or 8 again. It has been wonderful!
At his 4 month appointment, I asked his pediatrician if I could start solids. I know, I know, it's kind of early still. But before you judge let me explain myself. Jaxon suddenly refused a bottle at 8 weeks. For whatever reason, he just won't take a bottle. I've tried every brand, nipple, flow, formula, breast milk, even putting karo syrup on the tip to entice him... you name it-- we've tried it. Notta. So, that means that I've been just breast-feeding him which also means I cannot leave him for more than 3-4 hours. Well, I start coaching softball at the high school tomorrow. I'll be away from J for more than 3-4 hours everyday. Which means he wouldn't be able to eat and whomever was caring for him at the time would be "les miserable" trying to entertain him. In conclusion, I tried just some plain rice cereal for a few days and he did really well with it. Now we're trying some fruit and veggies as well and he LOVES sweet potatoes and squash. It's great. I think, why I think it's so great is because this was a huge stress for me. Knowing that my son wouldn't eat, unless I was around. Now that he is taking solids though, I am much more relaxed about leaving him everyday.
DT has been such a busy dad. He's pushing through this semester like a boss. It's his toughest one yet, but he's doing so well. He gets on the train at 5:50 AM and gets home around 5PM everyday. Plus he his working a few days a week in Salt Lake. He's a trooper. He's doing all of this so that we can live in Davis County and I can coach. What a blessing he is in my life. He works so hard and still makes time to spend with me and Mr. J.
Here are some pictures of the past few months:
Christmas Morning
Momma-Laura and her boys (...missing a few :( )
Jaxon's odd sleeping habits. For a few days in a row, I'd go in to check on him
and he'd have a leg or arm through the slats in his crib and often be facing the
opposite direction I laid him down in.
Don't mind the boxes behind his crib... I should probably clean those out. oops.
Such a cheese ball
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
2 Months
It is crazy to think that I have a 2 month old baby. It seems like yesterday we were coming home from the hospital... okay, maybe not yesterday but not 2 months ago.
Jax had his 2 month doctors appointment yesterday and came away with a few pokes in his legs but was named a champion for the way he took them. Of course he didn't like getting stabbed with a needle, who does? But he calmed down quickly and fell right asleep. The best part was finding out how much he had grown. I was so anxious to find out his percentiles and how they've changed or increased.
At birth (well his 2 week appointment) he was
Height: 22.5 inches - 96%
Weight: 8 lbs 5 oz. - 53%
Head Circumference: 35.8 cm- 41%
2 months:
Height: 24.5 inches - 93%
Weight: 12 lbs. 6 oz. - 63%
Head Circumference: 40.75 cm - 64%
Needless to say we have a big boy on our hands. The doctor said he is doing great and is healthy! When I told Laura (my mother-in-law) about his stats she looked up Danny's when he was 2 months and I just laughed. He weighed 14 lbs and was 23 inches. He was a chunky monkey!
Here are some pictures I snapped at the doctors before he got his shots:
The other night Danny and I were eating and it's always a guessing game if Jaxon will let us eat peacefully or not. If he's asleep, 99% of the time he'll decide to wake up and be hungry right when I take my first bite. If he's awake, 99% of the time he'll decide he's tired right when Danny takes his first bite. This time he had decided he just had enough of his swing and awesome jungle noises it makes and wanted to come hang out with mom and dad. Danny was holding him on his lap and eating when Jaxon realized who was holding him. He caught Danny's eye and wouldn't stop looking at him the entire time he ate dinner. He just cocked his little head around and stared at dad like he was crazy or something. It was the cutest thing ever. This continued the entire meal.
We also have gotten a lot of, "Oh, he looks just like his daddy!" from people who meet Mr. J. However, I had given up on trying to figure out or decide on who he looked like more around 2 weeks and began responding with "That's what everyone says...". However, my sister-in-law sent me a picture she had of my siblings and I when I was a few months old and Jaxon and I have a lot of similar features. I'll let you decide...
Things are going well with the Toney 3. Just waiting for dad to be done with the semester and trying to keep warm!! Love to all!
Jax had his 2 month doctors appointment yesterday and came away with a few pokes in his legs but was named a champion for the way he took them. Of course he didn't like getting stabbed with a needle, who does? But he calmed down quickly and fell right asleep. The best part was finding out how much he had grown. I was so anxious to find out his percentiles and how they've changed or increased.
At birth (well his 2 week appointment) he was
Height: 22.5 inches - 96%
Weight: 8 lbs 5 oz. - 53%
Head Circumference: 35.8 cm- 41%
2 months:
Height: 24.5 inches - 93%
Weight: 12 lbs. 6 oz. - 63%
Head Circumference: 40.75 cm - 64%
Needless to say we have a big boy on our hands. The doctor said he is doing great and is healthy! When I told Laura (my mother-in-law) about his stats she looked up Danny's when he was 2 months and I just laughed. He weighed 14 lbs and was 23 inches. He was a chunky monkey!
Here are some pictures I snapped at the doctors before he got his shots:
If only he knew what was going to happen next...
I just told him... now he's a little concerned....
We also have gotten a lot of, "Oh, he looks just like his daddy!" from people who meet Mr. J. However, I had given up on trying to figure out or decide on who he looked like more around 2 weeks and began responding with "That's what everyone says...". However, my sister-in-law sent me a picture she had of my siblings and I when I was a few months old and Jaxon and I have a lot of similar features. I'll let you decide...
Things are going well with the Toney 3. Just waiting for dad to be done with the semester and trying to keep warm!! Love to all!
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Being Thankful
They say, "The first 6 weeks are the hardest". I say, "False!". Once Jaxon was 6 weeks + 1 day everything that was and has been going so well has gone down the drain. The first 6 weeks were great! I felt good (after about week 3), Jaxon was a great eater, he slept well, was a happy baby when he was awake, etc. etc. Then, something changed about our sweet little boy. For some reason he wouldn't eat, he would lay down on his back he'd just cry unless asleep or held upright over our shoulder. I know what you're thinking, acid reflux right? That's what we thought, too. After a few days of irregular feedings and an extra sad baby we headed to insta-care on Sunday to find a solution. After some Mylanta, trying to feed unsuccessfully, tylenol and an abdominal x-ray and two and half hours later, we came to the conclusion that he was full of it... air that is. The physician recommended picking up some peppermint herbal tea and a probiotic. Once Jax zonked out from a trying couple of days we made our way to Walgreens and hoped for a solution. The problem was he refuses a bottle suddenly as well so guess how we get to give him this 1 ounce of "medicine"? That's right, syringe. It takes about 4 syringes to get all of it in, with him spitting half of it out and choking on the rest. The good thing is that within an hour he was pooping, farting, burping and EATING!! He was an angel through that night and into Monday and showed some of the same signs again Monday afternoon. So we shoved some more tea down his throat and it seemed to help some. Today, I didn't even wait until I saw signs. I just gave it to him at 11:30. This time he was farting and pooping again like the good little Jaxon man I know. Why do I tell you these things? Because I can. And as a first time (worried) mom, it feels good to get things like this off of your chest. Thanks for listening.
Here's to better days! And at least tonight for Jaxon because mom and dad are headed to the Michael Buble concert!! :) So excited!!
(Since I'm really good at not finishing posts you get another two-in-one special today)
Michael Buble was so much fun! It was great to just spend some time alone with Danny. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love Jaxon but you know what I mean. He does a great concert and puts on quite the performance. It was fun!
Good news! Jaxon has not really had an "episode" like before since we've been giving him a probiotic. I called his Pediatrician on Tuesday and she said to stop the tea and just do the probiotic which makes life much easier because I don't have to shove 4 syringe-fulls of nasty stuff into his mouth. Just one, and he takes it so much easier because it doesn't taste so nasty. He is his happy self! So good to have my happy Jaxon-man back!
Today we put our Christmas tree up. I love it. I now just need to sew Jaxon's stocking and our tree skirt and we will be complete... minus all the Christmas shopping I have yet to do. But before I get to ahead of myself and just skip over Thanksgiving I do want to make a quick list of some things I am most certainly grateful for:
- My amazing husband who is my best teammate!
- Our sweet little Jaxon who makes us smile everyday
- Loving parents and in-laws who know just what we need & when we need it. Thank you.
- A loving Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christ who love me.
- The opportunity I have to be an at-home mother
- A college education and degree
- A roof over my head
- Food on the table
- Weekends I get to spend with my boys
This is not everything but I could go on for days, so we will stop there. Or at least pause there for now.
Sorry this post is scattered and random. But I'm trying really hard to get routine about this blogging thing. We'll keep working on it.
Here's to better days! And at least tonight for Jaxon because mom and dad are headed to the Michael Buble concert!! :) So excited!!
(Since I'm really good at not finishing posts you get another two-in-one special today)
Michael Buble was so much fun! It was great to just spend some time alone with Danny. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love Jaxon but you know what I mean. He does a great concert and puts on quite the performance. It was fun!
Good news! Jaxon has not really had an "episode" like before since we've been giving him a probiotic. I called his Pediatrician on Tuesday and she said to stop the tea and just do the probiotic which makes life much easier because I don't have to shove 4 syringe-fulls of nasty stuff into his mouth. Just one, and he takes it so much easier because it doesn't taste so nasty. He is his happy self! So good to have my happy Jaxon-man back!
Today we put our Christmas tree up. I love it. I now just need to sew Jaxon's stocking and our tree skirt and we will be complete... minus all the Christmas shopping I have yet to do. But before I get to ahead of myself and just skip over Thanksgiving I do want to make a quick list of some things I am most certainly grateful for:
- My amazing husband who is my best teammate!
- Our sweet little Jaxon who makes us smile everyday
- Loving parents and in-laws who know just what we need & when we need it. Thank you.
- A loving Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christ who love me.
- The opportunity I have to be an at-home mother
- A college education and degree
- A roof over my head
- Food on the table
- Weekends I get to spend with my boys
This is not everything but I could go on for days, so we will stop there. Or at least pause there for now.
Sorry this post is scattered and random. But I'm trying really hard to get routine about this blogging thing. We'll keep working on it.
Us and Michael
If you don't know the story behind this quote, I am sorry.
If you really want to know it you can call/text me. It's funny.
I have given up on trying to take cute pics of me and DT post-baby...
We went on a walk and he fell asleep. He didn't move a muscle
when I laid him down. I didn't want to wake him up... He woke up 5 minutes later.
Merry Christmas!
He has discovered his hands this past week. He can fit his entire fist
into his mouth. Definitely didn't get my little mouth...
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Jaxon N. Toney
I wanted to share some of our birth story and experience of parenthood thus far...
My due date was Monday, September 23rd. It came and went with out any progress. I had an appointment that morning with my doctor and we set an induction date for Sunday night, September 29th. The entire week I felt so uneasy about it. I called friends and talked to family to get their opinions and ask for advice on being induced. I have always viewed induction as a medical intervention for health reasons and what not. I had had a seamless pregnancy, no problems, not even bad morning sickness. There was no reason, in my head, for an induction. Other than me being selfish and wanting to be done with the whole pregnant thing. So, after tears, worry, prayer and what have you, I called the doctor and hospital and pushed the induction back to Thursday, Oct. 3rd. I just wanted to give the little guy more time if he needed it and I thought if he hadn't come by then, it would turn into a medical intervention for my own sanity. After the date was switched I felt so much better. We went to Danny's parent's house for the BYU football game Friday night and got home around 10:30 pm. We just got ready for bed and fell asleep around 11:30...
I woke up to a strange sensation in my lower extremities; a feeling of warm wetness, much like peeing yourself. I sat up and the feeling continued... my water broke. I looked at the clock, it was 12:30 am. I tapped Danny, who was sound asleep, "Babe, my water just broke". He rolled over as if to say, "Yeah, okay, great hun." I headed to the bathroom to clean up and he came in shortly after.
"You weren't kidding!" He had finally woke up and saw the large puddle in the bed. He began to shake with adrenaline and nervousness and I just reassured him we were fine, we had our bags packed we'll just clean up and head to the hospital. And so we did.
We got all checked into the hospital. It was kind of nice, because they couldn't turn us away because my water had broken-- it's an automatic admittance, no waiting until contractions are whatever apart and so intense, yadda yadda yadda. However, that was the problem, I wasn't having any contractions. I was started on Pitocin around 2 am and then I was fully aware of what a contraction felt like. I had tightening toward the end of my pregnancy but never felt any contractions. Danny fell asleep while I labored until 6 am not getting any sleep just watching that clock and waiting every 2-3 minutes for the next bloody contraction to come. The anesthesiologist had a scheduled c-section at 7 am so the nurse said if you want the epi, now would be the time or you'll have to wait until he's out of the c-section. I opted for the epi. I was only dilated to a two at this point.
Once I got the epi was finally able to sleep and Danny said my demeanor took a complete 180. I was cracking jokes with my nurse, laughing at Danny and everything. I was feeling much better. By 9 am I was a 3, 11 am I was a 5 and 12:30 I jumped to a 10. Danny was in the restroom and said he was going to go grab some lunch once he finished. As he was in there, the nurse come to check me again and said I was a 10. Danny came out of the bathroom and I said, "you're not getting lunch yet-- we're having a baby". His face was priceless. I wish I had a picture. The quick jump to a 10 sent Jaxon into a bit of shock and his heart rate dropped, so I was put on oxygen for awhile before we were able to push. I had a bulging sac as well so that had to be broken. Finally, at 3 pm we were ready to push. I had two or three practice pushes and the nurse said we better get Dr. Woods in here, you're pushing great. Pushing was hard but a very unique and cool experience. Nothing can beat motherhood-- in any aspect. It is the most challenging, most rewarding, most unpredictable, most anything and everything!
Jaxon had some meconium during the end of pushing and inhaled it on his way out. Because of that, he had to be taken immediately for respiratory intervention. They had tubes and suction things all up in his face. He did not like that. They had taped a tube into his mouth and then taped an oxygen thing to his hat he had on. He was fighting the nurse so badly that his face was covered in tape and he still was ripping all of it off! He was our little fighter. Danny was with him during this hour or so while I was getting stitched back together. The nurse called someone higher up than her and asked what she should do because she had never had a baby fight her this much. The higher nurse said that if he's fighting that much, he's fine, and to just leave the tubes out. Good news for us! He recovered quicker than they had anticipated and was in a normal nursery within 12 hours. 1/2 the time they thought he would be. AND no NICU! :) We stayed until Monday the 30th and made our way home as a new family!!
It was interesting to experience all the nurses at the hospital. They would work 12 hour shifts so every time 5 o'clock hit, I'd get a new set of nurses attending to my room. But the one nurse I will never forget is the one that was with me Saturday from 5 am to 5 pm. Basically through the thick and thin of my delivery. I absolutely loved her! Charlotte was her name and she was amazing! I could tell you some horror stories of the others... but I'll spare you. Just think of shots without warning... no emotion or empathy... etc. etc.
Jaxon is now 6.5 weeks. He'll be 7 weeks old on Saturday. I cannot believe it. He is growing so much! He's definitely coming out of his newborn stage and it tugs at my heart strings a little but makes me happy at the same time to see him grow and develop so well. Here is a list of some of his milestones, if you will:
- Holds his head up
- Sleeps at least one 4-5 hour stretch a night (so thankful for this)
- Gives smiles everyday
- Hates the hiccups
- Loves when daddy comes home from school/work
- Hates hates hates his car seat ( not fun)
- His hair is finally starting to grow back
- Has the most beautiful eyelashes (just like his daddy)
- Had his first official diaper blowout yesterday up the back... (sorry tmi)
- No longer fits into his newborn clothes
Well that was quite the post. Here are some pictures to make it even longer :)
My due date was Monday, September 23rd. It came and went with out any progress. I had an appointment that morning with my doctor and we set an induction date for Sunday night, September 29th. The entire week I felt so uneasy about it. I called friends and talked to family to get their opinions and ask for advice on being induced. I have always viewed induction as a medical intervention for health reasons and what not. I had had a seamless pregnancy, no problems, not even bad morning sickness. There was no reason, in my head, for an induction. Other than me being selfish and wanting to be done with the whole pregnant thing. So, after tears, worry, prayer and what have you, I called the doctor and hospital and pushed the induction back to Thursday, Oct. 3rd. I just wanted to give the little guy more time if he needed it and I thought if he hadn't come by then, it would turn into a medical intervention for my own sanity. After the date was switched I felt so much better. We went to Danny's parent's house for the BYU football game Friday night and got home around 10:30 pm. We just got ready for bed and fell asleep around 11:30...
I woke up to a strange sensation in my lower extremities; a feeling of warm wetness, much like peeing yourself. I sat up and the feeling continued... my water broke. I looked at the clock, it was 12:30 am. I tapped Danny, who was sound asleep, "Babe, my water just broke". He rolled over as if to say, "Yeah, okay, great hun." I headed to the bathroom to clean up and he came in shortly after.
"You weren't kidding!" He had finally woke up and saw the large puddle in the bed. He began to shake with adrenaline and nervousness and I just reassured him we were fine, we had our bags packed we'll just clean up and head to the hospital. And so we did.
We got all checked into the hospital. It was kind of nice, because they couldn't turn us away because my water had broken-- it's an automatic admittance, no waiting until contractions are whatever apart and so intense, yadda yadda yadda. However, that was the problem, I wasn't having any contractions. I was started on Pitocin around 2 am and then I was fully aware of what a contraction felt like. I had tightening toward the end of my pregnancy but never felt any contractions. Danny fell asleep while I labored until 6 am not getting any sleep just watching that clock and waiting every 2-3 minutes for the next bloody contraction to come. The anesthesiologist had a scheduled c-section at 7 am so the nurse said if you want the epi, now would be the time or you'll have to wait until he's out of the c-section. I opted for the epi. I was only dilated to a two at this point.
Once I got the epi was finally able to sleep and Danny said my demeanor took a complete 180. I was cracking jokes with my nurse, laughing at Danny and everything. I was feeling much better. By 9 am I was a 3, 11 am I was a 5 and 12:30 I jumped to a 10. Danny was in the restroom and said he was going to go grab some lunch once he finished. As he was in there, the nurse come to check me again and said I was a 10. Danny came out of the bathroom and I said, "you're not getting lunch yet-- we're having a baby". His face was priceless. I wish I had a picture. The quick jump to a 10 sent Jaxon into a bit of shock and his heart rate dropped, so I was put on oxygen for awhile before we were able to push. I had a bulging sac as well so that had to be broken. Finally, at 3 pm we were ready to push. I had two or three practice pushes and the nurse said we better get Dr. Woods in here, you're pushing great. Pushing was hard but a very unique and cool experience. Nothing can beat motherhood-- in any aspect. It is the most challenging, most rewarding, most unpredictable, most anything and everything!
Jaxon had some meconium during the end of pushing and inhaled it on his way out. Because of that, he had to be taken immediately for respiratory intervention. They had tubes and suction things all up in his face. He did not like that. They had taped a tube into his mouth and then taped an oxygen thing to his hat he had on. He was fighting the nurse so badly that his face was covered in tape and he still was ripping all of it off! He was our little fighter. Danny was with him during this hour or so while I was getting stitched back together. The nurse called someone higher up than her and asked what she should do because she had never had a baby fight her this much. The higher nurse said that if he's fighting that much, he's fine, and to just leave the tubes out. Good news for us! He recovered quicker than they had anticipated and was in a normal nursery within 12 hours. 1/2 the time they thought he would be. AND no NICU! :) We stayed until Monday the 30th and made our way home as a new family!!
It was interesting to experience all the nurses at the hospital. They would work 12 hour shifts so every time 5 o'clock hit, I'd get a new set of nurses attending to my room. But the one nurse I will never forget is the one that was with me Saturday from 5 am to 5 pm. Basically through the thick and thin of my delivery. I absolutely loved her! Charlotte was her name and she was amazing! I could tell you some horror stories of the others... but I'll spare you. Just think of shots without warning... no emotion or empathy... etc. etc.
Jaxon is now 6.5 weeks. He'll be 7 weeks old on Saturday. I cannot believe it. He is growing so much! He's definitely coming out of his newborn stage and it tugs at my heart strings a little but makes me happy at the same time to see him grow and develop so well. Here is a list of some of his milestones, if you will:
- Holds his head up
- Sleeps at least one 4-5 hour stretch a night (so thankful for this)
- Gives smiles everyday
- Hates the hiccups
- Loves when daddy comes home from school/work
- Hates hates hates his car seat ( not fun)
- His hair is finally starting to grow back
- Has the most beautiful eyelashes (just like his daddy)
- Had his first official diaper blowout yesterday up the back... (sorry tmi)
- No longer fits into his newborn clothes
Well that was quite the post. Here are some pictures to make it even longer :)
First family pic
5 days old
My tall boys
a whole new world
Love this picture of DT and JT
Delayed Reaction
This is a post I had written way back in April but never published. I thought it was a good description of my thoughts at that time. Here's a glimpse into Stacie's brain ---
Things are moving right along!
I can't believe that I'm done with student teaching. 10 weeks in the same classroom was a long time. Was it worth it? Most definitely. Was it easy? No way. Would I do it again? If I had to. Graduation is next week and I still have so many mixed feelings about it. My entire life has been school and softball. I've weened myself from softball for the past year (not easy). And now I'm going to be done with school. I have an interview on Monday for a substitute teaching job for the rest of the school year around Provo. I'm excited to still be in the classroom and around children teaching (and to finally earn some dang money).
Danny has been studying so hard the past few days and continues to do so. He's so smart and works so hard to be successful. I love that about him. He never settles for less and is always aiming so high! I love him and am so proud of all the success he's been able to find in his academics! He is such an example to me. Without getting mushy, he is always serving and putting the Lord first. He's constantly serving me to the point I don't think I'll ever catch up to him now and he never gives up. He's such a great goal setter and goal achiever. Something I have never exactly been. I'm so happy I married him, he's by best friend and don't know how I ever survived without him in my life!
Last night, while lying in bed I felt some pretty good kicks for Baby Toney. I feel like I've felt them before but am never fast enough to put my hand or Danny's on my stomach to feel it on the outside. Last night, Baby was just telling us, "Good night!" I grabbed Danny's hand and put in on my belly, he was able to feel a couple good kicks, too! It was incredible. It was the first time we have really felt a definite kick, the others may or may not have been flukes... it's debatable. I have a doctors appointment tomorrow-- I hope they do an ultrasound, but I doubt that will happen... cross your fingers. Monday I'll be 18 weeks! Almost half way there!
Lately, I've also been feeling a lot of anxiety and worry about bringing a child into this world. After watching the news coverage of the Boston bombings and then the Texas plant and the letters with toxins and the list goes on and on, I am so worried about raising a child in the world with so many signs of the times. I know that I will be able to and have faith that it will be fine. However, my humanly self continues to plant doubts in my mind. I pray that I will be able to raise a righteous family in this Gospel and return to live with our Heavenly Father and Savior one day.
Things are moving right along!
I can't believe that I'm done with student teaching. 10 weeks in the same classroom was a long time. Was it worth it? Most definitely. Was it easy? No way. Would I do it again? If I had to. Graduation is next week and I still have so many mixed feelings about it. My entire life has been school and softball. I've weened myself from softball for the past year (not easy). And now I'm going to be done with school. I have an interview on Monday for a substitute teaching job for the rest of the school year around Provo. I'm excited to still be in the classroom and around children teaching (and to finally earn some dang money).
Danny has been studying so hard the past few days and continues to do so. He's so smart and works so hard to be successful. I love that about him. He never settles for less and is always aiming so high! I love him and am so proud of all the success he's been able to find in his academics! He is such an example to me. Without getting mushy, he is always serving and putting the Lord first. He's constantly serving me to the point I don't think I'll ever catch up to him now and he never gives up. He's such a great goal setter and goal achiever. Something I have never exactly been. I'm so happy I married him, he's by best friend and don't know how I ever survived without him in my life!
Last night, while lying in bed I felt some pretty good kicks for Baby Toney. I feel like I've felt them before but am never fast enough to put my hand or Danny's on my stomach to feel it on the outside. Last night, Baby was just telling us, "Good night!" I grabbed Danny's hand and put in on my belly, he was able to feel a couple good kicks, too! It was incredible. It was the first time we have really felt a definite kick, the others may or may not have been flukes... it's debatable. I have a doctors appointment tomorrow-- I hope they do an ultrasound, but I doubt that will happen... cross your fingers. Monday I'll be 18 weeks! Almost half way there!
Lately, I've also been feeling a lot of anxiety and worry about bringing a child into this world. After watching the news coverage of the Boston bombings and then the Texas plant and the letters with toxins and the list goes on and on, I am so worried about raising a child in the world with so many signs of the times. I know that I will be able to and have faith that it will be fine. However, my humanly self continues to plant doubts in my mind. I pray that I will be able to raise a righteous family in this Gospel and return to live with our Heavenly Father and Savior one day.
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