Hi Baby Dallas

I promised myself over 6 weeks ago, when I was put in the hospital, that I would be a better blogger and a better historian for my family, but as you can tell...I've failed. Hopefully this new bundle of joy that has entered my life will motivate me to blog more.

I have many things to be grateful for this year, it's hard to express it in words but I will try. After being released from the hospital and put on bed rest for 3 weeks, my doctor became concerned about Dallas' weight. My body was showing no signs of going into labor (as ironic as that sounds) and Dallas was measuring about 8lbs 9 oz. on the ultrasound. So, 2 tuesdays ago, Dr. Swainston scheduled an induction for me last Sunday (the 20th) We went to sacrament meeting that day, said goodbye to my YW and headed to the hospital. After being delayed a couple of hours (the hospital was extra busy that night) we got checked in. The nurse checked my cervix and nothing had changed from my appointment, which resulted in me getting cervadyl (a medicine to soften my cervix) The contractions came really strong shorty after. At about 3- 3:30 the next morning, I asked for some pain medication to hold me down. The nurse had to check my cervix and report to Dr. Swainston before giving me the pain meds.

As she was checking me, I felt a huge gush and I told her that I think my water broke. Turns out, again, that it wasn't my water but blood (Just like my experience 6 weeks before) The nurses had me go to the bathroom and they called Dr. Swainston. Swainston then said that we should do a c-section thinking that I had a mild abruption, which is where your placenta tears from your uterus. When I got the news, I was totally ok with it all and they got me ready for a c-section.

They wheeled me in the room and put me on a very flat table. The anesthesiologist numbed me up and they layed me down with both arms spread out. Dr. Swainston and Martin came in and started their work. I remember everyone being very happy and relaxed, which I really enjoyed. Before I knew it, I could hear Dallas crying and everyone saying how good he looked. It was hard not to see him right away, but I felt comforted knowing he was in good hands. Will brought him around to show me and it was so neat to see him hold our son. It's hard to describe how I felt, I now understand what others have felt. It was pure joy and love.

So I remember some pressure and tugging as i got stitched up, but I mostly remember how tired and groggy I felt. I think I said thank you to the staff but also remember telling myself that I should be more happy and excited, but simply didn't have the energy to do so. I also quickly learned that the morphine used to helped numb me makes most people itch really bad...and I was one of them. I couldn't stop itching my face arms and neck for a good couple of hours after. It was worth it though.

Looking back at this event in my life, I wouldn't change anything about it. Some people apologize and feel sorry for me for having a c-section. If you ask Will, I've felt for a very long time that I was going to have a c-section and that it was going to be ok if I did. I don't regret anything and feel very blessed to have gone through everything with out any complications. I have a beautiful son, who we thought would still be in the NICU at one point, who was born 8lbs 4 oz. 20.5 in long and is so healthy. He brings so much joy in my life, I couldn't be any happier. Here are some pictures from the delivery, I'm in the process of posting some more, but it's quite the process to figure out which ones to put on.

On our way out of the house



Dallas Landon, 8lbs. 6 oz. 20.5 in long. Born November 21 5:14 am
Daddy and Dallas, my 2 favorite boys in the world