Yeah! I'm three weeks old today!

I can't believe he is three weeks old already! Wow how time flies!


He has grown so much in the past three weeks...his little personality is really starting to show! He makes me laugh on a regular basis; he is always pulling a funny face or doing something silly...he is a Reed through and through! (although he is a spittin' image of the Murrays)

It's funny (and a little frightening) to see your good and bad traits past on to your children...he constantly needs to be doing something when he is awake - like his mother... (I don't know if thats good or bad?)
He also inhales his bottle! (literally! he chokes himself most of the time) He eats like it's his last meal he will every enjoy - that he defiantly gets from his father!

It is so much fun to see him grow and learn every day!

My child is an Alien!

He looks like E.T. or something...? Hee hee hee

Aint he cute?!

I just can't get enough of this guy!

Welcome Eider Davis Reed!

He's finally here!

After 18 hours of labor, and an emergency c-section, Eider arrived at 2:23pm on August 9th, 2008!

He was born a healthy 6 lbs. 5 ounces - wow! I thought he'd be a lot smaller ;) That big thing came out of me?!


Holy crap! was that ever an ordeal! It was a long hard labor, but I am so glad that Eider is safe and healthy with us now.

I went in labor late Thursday night, and after contratctions reached about 5 minutes apart, we drove to the hospital early Friday morning around 3 am. They checked us in and watched my progress, but to the disappointment of both Jess and I, they had to send me home because I just wasn't progressing enough and my contractions were too erratic to be admitted. Bummer! So I went home and labored all day long hoping the contractions would intensify and become closer to go back to the hospital. Around 7pm they finally reached 3 minutes apart...and hurt like hell, so off we drove back to the hospital.
We arrived there and because it was so busy, they had to stick us in a makeshift room that felt more like a broom closest than a delivery room. There Jess and I stayed for 4 hours trying to reach 4 cm so I could get an epidural. Those were the longest 4 hours of my life! There was terrible ventilation in the room so it was hot, it was small, and because the hospital was so busy, no one was attending to us...oh and those things called 'contractions'...ya! those really hurt!
Finally the nurse admitted us and moved us to a nice room with good A/C and a view of the mountains. At about midnight they gave me an epidural...those are a blessing from God! I felt so much better after getting that.
So Jess and I tried to get some sleep while I was having major contractions that night to see if I couldn't progress any further by morning...at 5 am they broke my water in hopes of speeding things up because I had only progressed a 1/2 cm in five hours. So we waited and waited...nothing....at 7 am they gave pittosum hoping that might work. Between 7am and 1pm I only progressed to 6 cm. Jess and I were devastated! Even though I had an epidural, my body was exhausted! I was hungry, fatigued and overwhelmed by how long my body was taking to deliver the baby.
Soon after they told us I was progressing very slowly, the baby's heart rate was dropping...with every contraction, the baby was becoming more and more stressed. Then they gave me the ultimatium for a c-section. They said they could take the baby now, and he would be healthy and safe, or I could continue trying to deliver him vaginally and risk complications with the baby.
At that point, all I wanted was to hold my baby, and make sure he was healthy and happy. So off I went to get the c-section. It was very emotional for all of us...I had hoped to have delivered the baby vaginally; idono, there was just something about doing it the 'natural' way that was appealing to me...but I couldn't risk my baby's health for 'trying to be tough' reasons.
It's a good thing I got a c-section too; when they pulled the boy out, he had turned his body upside down and the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck twice...so every time I would have a contraction, he was choking...I'm grateful to live in an age where we can make these kind of decisions and save babies lives! Thanks to the smart doctors too.

I'm so very glad that is over! There was noting better than seeing my baby and hearing him cry! That made all of the pain worth it...I'd do it all over again! REALLY!


Look at those eyes!

A very tired, but happy daddy

Eider smiling while dreaming...what do babies dream about?

Oh no! I've gone cross eyed!


I think I was a little tired...?



Before I had Eider, I hated pregnancy...I was so miserable and unhappy! I really felt it was ruining my life. But I would do it over again a million times, just to hold that little baby in my arms and know that he is mine and Jess'! I'm so grateful to have my little eternal family now...it's all worth it! Every contraction, every moment of hopelessness...worth it!

I've never felt complete until the moment I became a mother...all doubts aside, it's the best thing to every happen to me!

Two days left till the due date!

Holy cow! Only two days left!

I'm so ready!

Last Wednesday I went in for my weekly checkup and the doctor was totally impressed that I had gone from 1 cm to 2 cm while sitting there in his office...He was so excited and told us the baby is coming soon because I was progressing so fast. So he stripped my membrane to help the process and said "the baby should come tonight or tomorrow at the rate your going". Jess and I were so excited and ready to have this baby...it all happened so fast!

Well we went home, thinking that this baby is on his way! I can't describe the emotions Jess and I were going through...It was an anxious and awesome time...So for the rest of the day I had a few contractions here and there, but nothing consistent. NOTHING!

The doctor told us come back the next day if I hadn't gone into labor yet; so off we go to visit him to see what he had to say...He checked me, then wrinkled his nose and said I hadn't progressed at all since the day before...............................He then said I'd probably last until my due date if not go past it.

Jess and I were crushed! We wanted that baby to come badly! I had started my maternity leave from work thinking the baby would come, and to hear I hadn't progressed at all broke my heart. I could still be working! What do I do?

The doctor was more than apologetic though...he said he was really sorry for getting our hopes up and to not hate him! But it's really hard not feel some sort of anxiety and want to blame someone for our "misfortune", I guess you could call it.

So now here I am...lounging around the house, miserable, and wondering when this baby will come...I wish I could know (thats the million dollar question) so I could start making plans...if he came tomorrow, cool! But if he doesn't come till next week, I feel I should still be working! I feel so useless right now! I only have eight weeks maternity leave and I've just wasted a week of it sitting around...waiting...wanting...

I didn't think being pregnant would be such a trial!

The only thing that really keeps me going is knowing that Heavenly Father has a plan and he know whats best for me...maybe my little guy just needs to cook a little longer? I don't know...I just know the Big Man will take care of me.

I guess my impatience is catching up with me...I want it now!

But I know the baby will only come when he is good and ready.

Dude-come tomorrow?!