Well baby Benjamin has arrived and I am finally starting to feel normal again and wanted to post a few pictures. We checked in on a Sunday night to be induced and by Monday afternoon he was here. It was a quick easy labor so that should have been my clue that something else was bound to happen. (Greydon and Dylan both seemed like crazy births so this was seeming almost too easy at this point)
That afternoon I was not feeling so good and as the evening progressed I was getting worse and worse. I had got up out of bed and then collapsed because I almost passed out right when two very close friends came to visit. Melissa and Gary checked out Benjamin and I was growing increasingly out of it. I asked Bill to call my dad back up to the hospital to give me another blessing because I was just not feeling right. At about 2 am they called the doctor in and they ended up rushing me into emergency surgery due to a blood clot. I don't remember much after the blessing my dad gave me around 8 that night due to everything happening and all the pain meds they were pumping into me. Nor do I remember much of the next day when I was in and out of it and getting a blood transfusion. But by Wednesday night I could atleast get out of bed which I hadn't done since Monday night and I could hold Benjamin and
was at least conscious and holding conversations which was a relief because things had gotten a little scary. We ended up being in the hospital for about 5 days and we were so ready to come home when we did! Benjamin is doing great and I am recovering slowly but surely.
Why this big ramble you ask about everything that happened? Because I am so so grateful for everyone that helped in the chaos and what I learned.
One I am grateful for Heavenly Father and the blessings he gives us... I have no doubt that while things got a little crazy we made it through with his help.
Two I am extremely grateful for my husband who stayed by my side the entire time and who took care of Benjamin for the first few days of his life because I was unable to.
Third my dad and step mom who came up and stayed with Greydon and Dylan and then after we came home took care of all of us... they watched the boys, came to the hospital, cooked, grocery shopped, cleaned the house and more.
Fourth amazing friends who came to visit, who called and asked what they could do.
Fifth wonderful doctors and nurses who took amazing care of me while we were there. I know many people hear horror stories about military doctors but I was impressed with how the doctors and nurses handled everything. I truly am blessed to have such an amazing family and friends in my life! And I am grateful for the gospel and the strength and grace it gives to my life.
