Mitchell Everett: A Birth Story

Thursday I had my 39 week appointment and I was almost dilated to a 3 still 80%. We had scheduled an induction for Thursday the 3rd (5 days late) if the babe hadn't come yet. My doctor was convinced I would have him before then, but I was not. I did notice my contractions were stronger that day but not any closer together than they had been.

10:30 that night, Greg and I were watching a show after the kids went to bed and I had one contraction that was pretty strong, but I was thinking- ok this baby might come this weekend! Well then, they started coming every 3-5 min and I had to breathe through them. I started timing them for an hour and called my mom to get her prepared to come that night. Literally, 10 minutes before I started having those contractions my mom sent me a text that said something along the lines of--your dad said it's a full moon tonight, you're going to have the baby-- so that was kind of funny.

I told my mom to just wait until I timed them for an hour to be sure it wasn't a false alarm, but needless to say, my mom got in her car and was on her way and got here around 11:45. We were at the hospital by 12ish. I was in Triage for about an hour and had progressed to a 4 while at home. I walked the halls for an hour and dilated to a 5 and then got admitted. My doctor wasn't on call that night, but if I didn't have the baby by 6 in the morning she would come and deliver. So I kind of didn't want to do anything that would make me dilate so I hung out in the bed for the most part. I was a 7 by 4am and hung out on the birthing ball for about an hour and didn't change.

I was having so much back labor (like I did with Eva) so they thought maybe he was posterior. So I got into bed again and labored on my side because that helps turn the baby if it needs to be turned. You guys, it is real hard laboring on your side. Contractions hurt anyway, but have them laying down and it's excruciating. So that lasted about 4 contractions and I'd had it. so I had her come and check me and I was still a 7 but my contractions were getting so much harder.

I started talking an epidural, but before we did it, I felt my water break and I was feeling pressure. I went from a 7 to a 10 in like 5 minutes. I did the same thing with Eva--when I got to transition I was like I ok I'm done, I don't want to feel this anymore, but then right when I started talking epidural, it was time to push. Transition- you are the worst!

My doc showed up and got gowned at like 7:15 and I had Mitchell at 7:24. We did about 3 rounds of 3 pushes. Basically, during each contraction I pushed 3 times for 10 seconds each.  He was so tiny when he came out! No one thought he would weigh much more than 6, but he showed them!

His delivery was so easy compared to my other two. Completely uneventful, not a single decel the whole time, and because my water didn't break my contractions weren't as insane as they were when I had Eva--the nurse accidentally broke my water while checking me when I was an 8-- Eva likes to hold him for about 5 seconds. She loves babies, but I think because this baby takes up her momma's time, she's a little hesitant to be mushy with him. Evan, however, would hold him all day. He LOVES his baby brother. I've seriously never seen something so cute in my life. When Mitchell cries while Evan is holding him, Evan says, "I got ya Mitchell, I got ya." Evan has always been a tender hearted little guy and he's just presh right now, taking on this big brother role for the second time.

Our Mitchell, he's a keeper!

Homemade Pizza Dough

Greg and I became obsessed with homemade pizza when we lived in Utah and I thought I found the best crust recipe ever, but then I found this one... (Sorry, Rachel! haha) It will take a lot for me to ever change my crust recipe! 

1.5 C warm water

1 pkg Active Dry yeast

1 tsp Sugar

4 C Flour

1/2 C Veg Oil

1 tsp salt

I guesstimate the herbs...I usually make a little pile in my palm and throw it in the mixer.

Basil

Oregano

Thyme

Garlic powder

I used my kitchen aid mixer-- So put water, yeast, and sugar in mixer and let it get foamy.

Add 2 cups of flour, 1/2 cup oil, and salt. Continue adding flour with herbs. Dough is a little sticky. Oil all sides. Let rise until at least doubled.

Preheat at 475. I spread my dough out on the pans and then took a fork and poked holes all around the center and then baked it for 3 minutes without any sauce or toppings. Then I added all the toppings (we used green peppers, pepperoni, bacon, and onion) and baked it for about 12 min. 

I should have taken a picture...maybe I will when I post my sauce recipe. I finally found the perfect sauce recipe too!

Someday

Someday my little Evan will no longer ask to "hold uh my hand" as we go up and down the stairs.

Someday, my little one won't want to help hold the vacuum and "be mommy's big helper"

Someday, we will no longer have to feed the shark aka garbage disposal.

Someday, he'll stop asking for fruit snacks.

Someday, my little boy won't want butterfly and Eskimo kisses at night.

Someday, he won't even want tucked in.

Someday, he won't pick rocks up and put them in his pockets.

Someday, he'll leave the sticks on the ground.

Someday, he'll quit sitting on my lap to read stories.

Someday, he won't want me to hold his hand until he falls asleep or sneak into bed beside me in the middle of the night.

Someday, he'll go at least a day without spilling something.

Someday, there won't be owies that need kissed.

Someday, there won't be anymore make believe stories.

Someday, there won't be any super powers.
Someday, he won't want to wear his "packback" all day long.
Someday, he won't hide in our laundry hamper.
Someday, I'll stop finding toys in random places throughout the house.
Someday, the greasy hand prints will no longer be found on our walls.
Someday, he'll stop saying, "what movie you watch?" which translates to "what movie DO you WANT to watch?"
Someday, he won't want to be like "Tigey" aka Daniel Tiger.
Someday, he won't want to play "bowling pins" as much as he does now.
Someday, he won't give me the play by play when he goes to the bathroom (it's quite funny)
Someday, he'll learn to say banana's and not "Ban-nana's"
Someday, he won't add extra syllables to our last name.
Someday, he'll stop talking in 3rd person.
Someday, "this little piggy" won't be so funny.
Someday, dance parties with mom won't be so cool.

Someday, my little boy won't be so little. Until that someday comes, we are going to soak up every little bit of his fun, sweet and messy little self every second of every. single. day.  

Happiness

For those who don't know...we bought a house a month ago. aannndd we love it. 

 homemade decor for each of the children's rooms. I hope that as they get older theses scripture verses and others will inspire them.

lately

this girl is just presh...we adore this little Eva Rose

I made Evan  a felt christmas tree...he likes it :o)

crinkle nose smile...perfection

Evan refused to go to bed. He wanted to watch Rudolph with papaw

He legitimately beat my at cooties.. 

Eva is 2 months and pictures of Evan!

Our Eva Rose is 2 months today! She loves to stand up on my legs and look around and she is becoming more vocal everyday. I love her little coo's :o) She's easy to make smile which is so dang cute! She only tolerates tummy time for about 30 seconds unless she is tired and then she just falls asleep. It's ok... I only let her sleep on her belly if I am in the room the whole time :o) 

open mouth smiles are her fave.

Evan hs this new thing where he pretends he's smiling at the camera and then right before it goes off (he knows when it's going to go off) he turns his head or makes a funny face...such a stink!!

Look at these thigh rolls...I cannot get enough of them. Delish.

I walk into the kitchen and find this. haha. I told him to smile and got a funny face!

Eva helps me do laundry by taking a ride to the laundry room on the dirty clothes haha

Seriously, give this kid a balloon and he's good for a while.

Evan and Eva

I love this picture for so many reasons, but one of them is that he's picking up a leaf and saying. "a-uh leaf crunchy, crunchy" I love that he remembers things that I teach him :o)

"mama, pway cars peas?" my sweet boy, absolutely.

I never want to make another blessing dress ever again. But, if we have another girl you know I will.

she's starting to smile...she's so fat!

seriously trying to eat this bow