The Best Man

I'm a little late on this, but I just had to recognize Clay's Birthday! It was Sunday, January 16th.  I felt so bad not being able to throw him a big party or anything, obviously because of my lack of sanity/baby blues, but I was able to suck it up and invite some friends over for a quick cake and ice cream night that evening.  He's always been talking about wanting to get a Tres Leches cake, so we went out and bought it Saturday night and indulged in it the next day.  Yum! It was quite delicious! 

I can't express my gratitude enough for this guy.  He is the best to me, my perfect husband, my one and everything.  He stays up late to help out with Kort so I can go to sleep early, he holds me when I cry, he motivates me and encourages me when I am down on myself.  He is the hardest worker I know and never gives up on anything.  I don't know how I ever got so lucky to marry him.  He makes me want to be a better person, to strive to achieve my goals, help me become more Christlike, and for us to work together to have the spirit in our home more.  He is perfect for me! 

I Love You Clay!

D-Day

I figure it's probably about time I update my blog with how the delivery went.  These last couple weeks I'm surprised I've gotten through.  I don't know how I am even finding the time to update this as it seems as Kort is becoming colicky or whatever.  Luckily, a good friend of mine is letting me borrow her Moby Wrap and this is the first time I could figure out the thing so Kort is just bundled up next to me, making sure he's not crying. Miracle.  

Anyway, here's the details.

Last Doc appointment was Thursday, December 30, 2010.  I was 2 cm dilated, 80% effaced.  My Doc and I had talked about being induced, yes, because of the tax credit, but also because of our insurance.  Obviously everyone was wanting to get induced that weekend too.  She said I was a good candidate though and she'd try to get me scheduled for Friday, the 31st.  I got a call from her that Thursday night saying that I was scheduled to go in at 7:00 a.m., New Year's Eve!  Everything was becoming so surreal! It was like sleeping on Christmas Eve! We checked in at the hospital, got to my room, and just chilled for a while.  It took them 3 times to get my IV in and then around 9:00 they gave me Cytotek, a lesser form of Pitocin.  It did speed up my contractions and come noon, they kept me on it because my contractions were being regular.  By about 2:30, they started me on Pitocin.  The Doc came in and broke my water around 4:00.  Oh wow. Do I really know what they mean now by a gush of warm water! ha ha So the contractions were starting to get pretty rough so they gave me some Fentanyl (I think the name is appropriate for me because it sounds just like our last name :) to help with the pain before I got my epidural.  Well, that didn't last long because I was starting to die, so I quickly asked for the epidural.  By that time, I was already dilated to a 9.5 cm.  I could have gone natural within the next hour, but HECK no, it was killing me! But oh Heaven, I was in love with the epidural! It started working around 6 or so and I was starting to push by 7:00 p.m.  Kort was delivered at 8:41 p.m.  Oh what a joy it was to have Kort placed on my chest!  I knew I would cry, but not like I did.  I can't believe this thing growing inside of me was now physically in front of me!  Clay was such a good sport about everything.  He cut the umbilical cord and was so comforting for me.  Now, I don't want to get all graphic for you, but I thought it was the funniest thing/feeling when I delivered the placenta-what a gush!. Ha ha Unfortunately, I did tear and had to get stitches, but after recovering for a little, we headed upstairs to our room to stay.  It was the weirdest feeling having an infant in our room, that we were supposed to take care of now.  Yes, it's still weird to this day, but it's a wonderful feeling!  Well, that just about does it.  Hopefully  I'll keep you all updated now for how things happen.  Geez, I just can't believe it's been 2.5 weeks already!

 First family picture! He came out pretty bruised face, 

if you can't tell :)

 Play time!

 Kort's first bath! He's starting to like them more, thank goodness!

Taking one of his big yawns! Too bad it doesn't put him 

right to sleep.

Brad Paisley says it best

I'm beginning to understand the meaning of postpartum depression...well I should say, the baby blues.  I suppose it happens to every new mother, and now I am part of those statistics.  Clay went back to work yesterday, but thank goodness his mom has been here to help out.  I'm fine throughout the day, emotional wise, but when he gets home, it's like he's all I can look at or think of.  I feel like a clingy girlfriend who won't let go or go away :) ha ha This song came back to me and I couldn't express or describe my feelings any better.  It really is like I'm falling in love all over again having Kort and starting a family.  I suppose posting this video is just helping me get through this, so I hope you at least enjoy listening to the song :) I'm doing good, but this song is just comforting to me. Enjoy!

He's Here!

Kort Leland Fenton

Born 12.31.10

8:41 p.m.

9 lbs. 2 oz. 22 inches

We are SO in love with this little guy! We went in at 7:00 a.m. to start being induced, and I had progressed so much that things just went fast. By 2:30 they gave me pitocin, broke my water, and 2 hours later I was dilated to a 9.5 cm (it was a 4 at 2:30). I quickly asked for my epidural which I could barely handle my contractions.  Boy, is that thing ever a lifesaver for sure! I was able to start pushing at 7:15 and a hour and a half later, Kort was welcomed into the world.  Our lives have totally changed over these last few days, obviously, but I wouldn't have it any other way.  Yes, it already has had its challenging times, but what new parents don't go through them?! We'll see how well I keep up with this blog now that I have something to brag about everyday :) ha ha Of course I am biased, but isn't he just the cutest baby alive!?!?