Birth Story

A great friend of mine gave birth to her 4th baby this morning, and I'm anxious to hear her 'birth story'....which made me realize that, although I've intended to share my most recent birth story, I still have not followed through.

I like to share because, for one, I think some of my readers are genuinely interested. Also, the miracle of child birth is such a testament to God's power and goodness, that I like to shout it from the mountaintop in my own way.

Here we go:

As with my 3rd and 4th babies, I was induced with number 5. We went in 1 week prior to my due date.

Much of the experience was predictably the same as in the past. As I have before, I went in preferring to not to get an epidural. I've had epidural complications in the past, and I've always been curious about the widely testified ease of recovery when an epidural is not administered.

The low dose of Pitocin started working immediately, causing regular, frequent contractions. The doctor broke my water at 9am, and I expected things to become near unbearable and and to quickly progress and deliver. Surprisingly, the water-break had no such noticeable effect. By about noon, with increased Pitocin, I would categorize my labor as 'hard'.

I was starting to entertain the possibility of getting an epidural. At that time, the baby's heart rate started to drop significantly during contractions. The doctor and nurses repositioned me, laying me on my side, in order to hopefully take pressure off of the umbilical cord. As a result of this new position, I was unable to get an epidural despite the fact that by this point I was urgently requesting one.:)

Since I couldn't get an epidural, I started thinking/acting/talking crazy.:) I made my husband tell the doctor that I wanted her to knock me out and perform a c-section.

For about a 45 minute period, the doctor checked me a few times, and I was holding pretty steady at a 6... I thought I'd never deliver when....

"I think I need to push!"

I had never felt the urge to push with my first babies....I felt it this time. Sure enough, I went from a 6 to a 10 in less than 20 minutes!

I pushed through 2 contractions, and the doctor proclaimed,

"It's a boy!"

Our little Asher weighed 8 lbs., 2 oz., tying with his sister for smallest Hespe birth weight.

My conclusion:

No epidural did indeed result in an easier and faster recovery.:)
Part of me wanted to go without pain meds because of some weird pressure to have bragging rights....I did not feel that that purpose was accomplished.:) God kept me humble, and I am thankful.

Mostly, I thank God for the unmistakable miracle of Asher Joseph Hespe. He is so much more than I deserve and such a testament to the power, creativity, and providence of my Father in heaven!

Something New and Fun

We got new phones...I'm having fun taking pictures.

Remember Summer?

Remember Summer?
Right now is the time of year that people start getting stir crazy.  Trips South are common for those who have the time and money.

There's a need to recharge in order to survive the remainder of our long winter.

Me?  I just wait until the end of January to organize and upload my photos from July.  It takes me back to the warm months and provides hope that the days are slowly getting longer and warmer, and before we know it, it'll be time to procrastinate Summer photo organization again. :)

A Current Post :)

It was a big football weekend.  A big, sad, leave-me-with-an-empty-feeling weekend.  Who do I root for now?
I have a whole week to ponder it and decide.  Decide which team will be lucky enough to get my cheers. :)

Tonight, Jobey read Green Eggs and Ham to his siblings.  This is such a joy and relief to me.  My biggest apprehension about homeschooling was that my kids wouldn't learn how to read.

I had even entertained the option of sending them to school for the first 2 or 3 years, and then homeschooling from that point on.  So, to see my boy reading with ease and enjoyment is encouraging. 

Asher's first toy. He likes it.

I tried to edit these to correct the brightness....but it just wasn't working for me.  I liked the bright ones best.

Our property borders public land at the rear.  A few mornings ago, I noticed that there were a whole bunch of cows out there.  I've never seen cows out on that land.  I loved having them close by.  I only wish it was warm enough outside to open the windows and hear their mooing.  I love a good bunch of moo's. :)

Some Highlights

I'm finally getting caught up on some photo editing and organization.  Here are a few favorites from 2011:
Mama's Little Cowboy

Mama's Superhero

Mama's Ranch Hand

Psalm Sing in the Park

Nebraska Christmas 2011

We had an icy drive...
...but the weather was perfect once we arrived!  There was a lot of playing outside time for the 13 cousins present.
Great Grandma meets Asher.

Playing with Words

Commence Smiling

Wyoming Christmas 2011

A Sling, A Sickness, and A Snow

Baby #5, Sling # 1
Q: Why didn't I get one of these before?
A: I'm cheap.
FYI, this cute sling only cost $35....

Also, carrying a baby in a sling looks and feels a bit like I'm pregnant again.  I find this makes me chuckle. 

A Sick Kid:
There's something so sad and precious about a feverish little kid.

Praying my baby feels better soon and trying to cherish every cuddly moment.

We've got Snow.  It's been such a mild, pleasant Wyoming winter.  I even enjoy the snow we've had.  It's beautiful and not blowing (at the moment).

Has anyone noticed Blogger being weird while composing posts?  I'm finding it difficult to effectively use the enter key....

*Update: The moment referred to in this post has passed, and the snow is now blowing.... the animals won't even venture outside for a snack of scraps....thankful for my warm and cozy home....and my work -from-home occupation.


I usually like to stay home.

I don't sign my kids up for a whole bunch of activities.

But, I couldn't resist getting Sadie into a ballet class.

So fun.  I don't anticipate regretting it.  It's very good to do girl stuff.