He’s Here!!!

<p>Sunday was a BIG day!! Kyle and I went to church, but Wendi decided to stay home. She wasn’t feeling the best. </p> <p>After church Kyle and I went out to eat with his family….the <em>dreaded buffet</em>! Never fear though…I was good! My first plate with veggies, fruit, & cottage cheese. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHzyrVS29XVoNJhXxvM1Oc7m1e8Sx09KYcmHr8S3cxSKdjRGErL45OzMS2_dDmuMPf21s2LxB54XdMS9Z6Ol0WuUth8fUdyLA_zlesL4XxTRpAIuA85FdEsRwXtSXlfLAFdflGKvlq4oHq/s1600-h/DSC08502%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08502" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi01vOG1xGdPhfcWY8Pi8j444EcmNITj8ngQZzHtXbJcV68ySvypql0fJwgghwxI6jGn54i6CL6janWP8xUKD0eegz-egML76qWwTAAduHCjnnF8soEvqCjBAh2xFwtpWBFbZbABRZ1Y9Zc/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08502" width="404" /></a></p> <p>My second plate was a little lighter….and I <strong><u>shoveled</u></strong> it in because Wendi called and really wasn’t feel well. I’m estimating<strong> 7 points</strong> total.<a><img alt="DSC08503" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEfrm2m-8bjBWF15yf-GGDdDqtfxyoAOCBTUHVNtKvedABrkmwnYXkCE5UO3psVmpxiCf4vpfjH6W7-dAoNCqULq46TeOBSjWz5JfuM5Gjc-hfsjwm6th3uCeuLBVsSqRdYEYxw3q4Lysb/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08503" width="404" /></a></p> <p>Of course when Wendi said she wasn’t feel well my first thought was <strong><em>“OMG is she in labor?”</em></strong></p> <p>Got home and Wendi said she was “<u>uncomfortable</u>”, but not in too much pain. The key thing I heard when she was explaining how she was feeling was that it was coming & going. Instantly I thought she was having <strong><u>contractions</u></strong>. She wasn’t sure though, so we timed them, and they were about 3 minutes apart lasting about 45 seconds. </p> <p>Wendi was worried she would get there and they would say it’s <em>false labor</em> & send her home. Kyle finally said Wendi didn’t have a choice and we were going to go to the hospital, at least to get checked out to see what was going on. </p> <p>We got to the hospital and the nurse said <em>“You’re having a baby today!” </em>Wendi was dilated to 7cm and 80% effaced!</p> <p>We made the calls and my Mom and 2 other sisters rushed to the hospital. Wendi wanted us all be with her during the delivery!</p> <p>I couldn’t believe how far along she was and how incredibly well she was doing. She decided to get her epidural to get her relaxed and it did just that!<a><img alt="DSC08511" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFX1kH4_YpXDzZKa88yzJ3O6HPxbu9KTowBuUnDs3lDNQRMLWD59fsdVHMoX3oyV9yJYpm_b4lCApVnDA7YFHnXniFfjdyLfnx7kSyjZxUaeVDYKp7GijKZ_GThCIc3WkPymg9jE4qvn-p/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08511" width="404" /></a></p> <p>Wendi’s nurse decided she thought Wendi should have her baby for the shift change! We had specific goals! <img alt="DSC08514" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJzVz7nGnJzj5xwYjL4CdPuXG7lWELPm1qoexsvtMjTVbln2MtLFBUI71uVm1yQ-Yn1RkjkmppD7OWWlhgHEWrWguTh5h3ROGeXAbqjPs3P47VvswyH4j6TtZdHoNDPEeUOJvOUGbSSgM/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08514" width="404" /> </p> <p>It was crazy we were all sitting around, Wendi was relaxed, and just chatting away! I enjoyed a baby sized can of pop!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Cen_wQo0TKloLStr5OGIz_hjzzT1qQNg6uAKbLPpcG3VyGMAJBuaerdJwFivdgcSdXrNIUJiO4go3LFm6W5L8JARSMmc2t6Ey58jrAdbXJixNlQI8MBdiIaiFHulNJ2iUik3u1GA7iIO/s1600-h/DSC08515%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08515" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGAUCF0E51sbMx_I2jXMuqLetrBKRTa0SRseRCGoDMZ6MCMSSgL7NSfWdxztxRkVs3ptsSD8nCAUxKEunXrvqvTiQzNNolHwWAgimIWo_HJPQJNLJVbLkxAidd0zgUJT_1PmxFaM_NEo9/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08515" width="304" /></a></p> <p>It was getting close to 6pm and I hadn’t eaten since before 11am and was pretty hungry! I went down to the cafeteria and got some supper. I had a <strong>grilled chicken breast</strong>, <strong>green beans</strong>, and some <strong>sf jello</strong> for <strong>6 points</strong>. <img alt="DSC08516" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyAYvS5F3bYfxdMoq4GimlgG-TSzrXPmo_tSPqK0SJLylsZGg41W72mjNzgUoBIYet_mKFUucgSdFrvgIb9Sj1jXQXVJz1JTXO672YFLVHDS3aWHbnworydPyPhnkZJNRFHVn8X29D-G6z/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08516" width="404" /><img alt="DSC08517" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6kWpdU7eSJwPBjhkf4Fk1lEWLMZuty6oNEd6HNaxHEMHw3M4Rec87ipSwiLheHD9OUy4BS5bJRH809UJxnpxYYeSqbdwdnnTsieFfMOGOdMB3hESwO5gfiyFlYn-9UHVaDk7IlqYORUY3/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08517" width="404" /><img alt="DSC08519" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUL897EQ0kdNYh89G3iEk1HgJjEbHQ4q6_zW7GrLwa3R5rMx1M4jVSc67OYe9I6mGO6xqDezlFcmQCScgA9fmxghCifhO-NKNg_9GT1HvpkoWTdoqbg3hx-XF5dhC0v_tITu2_Me9Q1il0/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08519" width="304" /></p> <p>Wendi was still pretty relaxed, but hadn’t progressed too much. The dr decided to give her pitocin to get things moving. </p> <p>My sister Stefanie did a good job keeping Wendi relaxed!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_peAaaTS2Bi9m7o6yJHotzGCJG2egOQ5Cn9pLnJksQCm9kQ_uc7JNxE3pbGuGDcXJwah94t2N3-K1PPlFy-KMAO9Q2hGdJRTbPjcsjtUqzEfknqIBfANykKu8S_zeCgXDjA7TVoONOl1Z/s1600-h/DSC08520%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08520" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzydggoWLsCyrUXvR6jkLRgzlR90wvVxXiVgcA3aHI5mTCJB63c11n-oWt_VEPtTRbRaWo2e5dK325ucdSsZZ4D-Svgmw-QIx1I-ET-ozpYqqRNAvcm92UsdjZ5zm4PV-ob93DuVs3OESD/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08520" width="304" /></a></p> <p>Mom did too!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6doRMD3fSCdPIMiq0WU23xuvFWwVaQ0edVmXgD4BEZ12JF3R0WdqpwPf93el3fZCFsPuDpel7_CjrrrxRS1deieUwFaaPjwzwK_oYyRPVuCUtoQPEwLnfXD1ExZzsQZld6SX6u0q_3FlZ/s1600-h/DSC08522%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08522" border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG50pZabJ7nClcwRLhkTnRlR0pxxnk36tnQ7-mF0dg7e3rudpAVaI6xFOyYT5czKuCTzq6pyUydLWBo4n_jcY-q0t6rfcGi03EfKLBFmVhyqpuyQVT53vh8iykKnizda7cVxIUM98KvA2f/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08522" width="304" /></a></p> <p>The petocin was working, but nurse wanted more! So she brought Wendi the squat bar and had her lean back & forth to help move the baby down. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTWAZPojaOGT13zkph5IJEPNkBtOP9ND10fxVgQsyOpoy9wCH4QmGTMh3xx1hQFvGuQ0Ojq4pYdb2U8YzJItx6P4oaCCCBE6REK-QdRwBk7y8n727LSErJyzvjitfVfYKMRvhjAqoQM3NV/s1600-h/DSC08526%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08526" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSIRxXK2ZT9lknFbY566borlntB1arJC5m1aQBAK4nEV6s11adya1XFTsmPBUx-qDbd0KTQzbS0ZJ7uFEO0Lnbb1g2_WMyKEALD4qNnZ1p7-q7QmzbdYjrW7TS9LyzQm5IHckdwY6QJ1R8/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08526" width="404" /></a></p> <p>By this time Wendi was feeling the urge to push and feeling a lot more pressure. So 2 of my sisters held one of Wendi’s legs and I was up by her head. My job was to count to 10 each time she had to push. </p> <p>The dr kept telling me to slow down with my counting, but it was so hard because I was focused on Wendi and I could see the pain in her face with each push. </p> <p>I have come the conclusion that Wendi is the strongest one of us sisters! She was so tough and strong throughout the entire process. </p> <p>Wendi only had to push for less than an hour and at 11:27pm he was born! She did SO incredibly well!! It was such an amazing experience and I’m so glad Wendi had me be a part of it. </p> <p>He is absolutely perfect!<img alt="DSC08535" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0DIR36rpsG-Ou_GlOMVVCCz-nZENBGJ771eb9FtpPLnUWwLoi3Xxz0fiaaAhLmC25faOglm5qim-mkRcaN2KJpxb-ZxsZUwpGwzBItOt6dggtHcJDArflBmbtYSmiWNVui08aT6AVvqke/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08535" width="404" /></p> <p>He measured 20 1/2” long!<img alt="DSC08538" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq4qxSCq_bgBaNcfQ4xUT2IZZFZHyhcTV50HzspvkOcj4jvncyUKKhO1OMXTSJdelO8dZ11rKaQmt-LXrVg1oXSgO97u09gloAV-R9cQNKfb5Ubr60SzlaUeMj_AgPIzFOMynOG9ZY_lz/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08538" width="404" /></p> <p>He weighed 8lbs 10 3/4 oz and has a full head of beautiful dark hair! <img alt="DSC08539" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObAyYwx_JB7Tib8IiHZZX5wFJiu7-8IE5KxB1w5Le7U7fY19PQXIKyTzfFeUZ_5XAnrFyfXLJBhnHQRGnWaYWzwIHxvVnl2YvLTsf1KZFkYwX2VYVJF-cr9qDNKLUOeE02WFnwHQLIuyX/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08539" width="404" /></p> <p>He wasn’t breathing right when he was first born, so Wendi didn’t get to hold him for about 3 hours.<img alt="DSC08540" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX-NIHzTAAQ_ybCXCgLao1ZHkY1PymOG1oWh2H-8T-JT4nSvBz3fnrzPBpknTERS4ZT9A3onOconZFRqLIcFdYYTWy4OPKtTlk82n1uvYCcFOE2Jfdql3Jh6HkoSFlLHctUxBozE-DObpm/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08540" width="404" /> </p> <p>They said he must have got a lot of fluid in his lungs and he was breathing too fast. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSlUdgzxjnFUfffnkPSLDFYC5FmquQAhNoQDxL433QlWZ-QGCpFIpJ2_BcgZ0bV324Ke9KjuYawge-IhgE6FTtQY61Wu3PjMrWW3CniDQBRRarj50VDl0zgz4ebrlgD05-ZG51ukq0TwZ/s1600-h/DSC08530%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC08530" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68gFK5O23tcqZTZJq00htSdOVQ5eIaIix-Iuj7KwpBCYDoBs7HMdulfBtLT1SyNqthkf1WUrhP1_vRO6spDe-kurTn2_3cpCMuEATf9wiz7QQoa2tM_BUVEYAMf6fja88QHUkTR0BSrhL/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC08530" width="404" /></a></p> <p>By this time it was after 1am and everyone was worn out! Obviously it was a long day for Wendi, but everyone else was pretty tired too!</p> <p><strong>SUNDAY’S STATS</strong> <br />POINTS = 13/23 <br />WEEKLY ALLOWANCE POINTS = 1 used/34 remaining <br />ACTIVITY POINTS EARNED = 0 today/0 week <br />H2O = 32 oz <br />EXERCISE = none</p>

He’s Here!!!

Sunday was a BIG day!! Kyle and I went to church, but Wendi decided to stay home. She wasn’t feeling the best. After church Kyle and I went out to eat with his family….the dreaded buffet! Never fear though…I was good! My first plate with veggies, f…

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