Halloween!

Halloween was so much fun this year! My mom, my sister Lacee and her husband Travis, Chance and I, and my little brother Brigham made caramel apples earlier in the day. We made a couple different kinds, first we dipped the apples in caramel and then dipped them in milk chocolate after which we either rolled them in crushed up heath bar, butterfinger, or M&M's. It was so much fun! My mom always likes doing a fun little activity. After making apples, Chance and I helped my mom with dinner. We made what my mom likes to call "mummies." You take a hot dog and roll it in a crescent roll then throw it in the oven for a couple minutes and add "eyes." :) My mom also made home-made root beer which she does every year and it was delicious! Kannon, Dani and Bret came down from Ogden so that Kannon could trick-or-treat around the ward here. It was so fun to hang out with them for a little bit! I didn't dare take Britian out trick-or-treating but that didn't stop me from dressing him up! He was my darling little pea in a pod and everyone thought he was absolutely adorable.

my first walk!

So handsome!

1 week old!

On the way home from the hospital!

Kannon holding his little Nephew! He loves him:)

Britian Talbot Sharp!!!

Me waiting for contractions to get bad!

Holding my baby boy for the first time and his daddy cutting the cord :)

Wow how time flies! Due to oligohydramnios I was induced a week early. That whole day is a blur to me. We went in around 1:30 P.M. and the pitocin started around 3:30. I started out at 3.5 cm. I was feeling great until I reached 8 centimeters four hours later; and that's when I decided to get my epidural. A lot of people told me that the IV was worse than the epidural, but having had an IV throughout my pregnancy I think the epidural was worse! I began having an odd sensation to push. My mom informed the nurse and they checked me again and I had gone from a 6 to an 8 within about 1/2 hour. And the 3 hours of pushing began! Hard stuff. The hardest thing was that the epidural never really worked. Maybe 20 minutes and about 5 different doses. Not fun. Baby finally made his appearance at 11:40 p.m. and I thought the worst was over. Little did I know. So here I was with this darling 7 lb 7 oz baby boy, 19-1/2" long. When they went to begin the repair they realized I had tore not so much on the outside but all on the inside. My sweet midwife did not even know where to start and so I had to wait until an OB was in the house to stitch me up. I lost about 1,000 cc of blood and ended up with about 300 sutures. To make matters worse, due to the ineffectiveness of the epidural, I felt the whole freakin' thing. It was worse than the delivery. They said I had a stellate tear up inside all the way down. I was given 2 units of blood, antibiotics, the whole 9 yards. Ya know, I would have done it again and I will, too! He was so worth every bit of it and more. Even while they were stitching up every tear, I was already thinking of my next baby! He has been the greatest blessing of my life and every day I am more and more grateful. I of course decided to breast feed a long time ago, before I even got married. It is such a bonding experience and so fulfilling knowing he is getting everything he needs from me, exclusively! Not to diss on anyone else's views, but who wouldn't want to breast feed their baby when they know that any formula out there is such a distant second to what breast milk is! Not gonna lie, it has been really hard to master and it takes a lot of patience and sacrifice, but I know that my baby boy is so grateful that I decided to breast feed him. I want to thank my practically perfect husband for being so patient and understanding with me, up with me through the night even though he is going to school. Britian has a wonderful role model. Pictures to come . . . soon!