Lauren's birth story.

Barry and Ellie were on Cristmas break. Barry and I were asked to sing at Bro Olsen's funeral. We were asked to sing, I wonder when He comes again. There were tons of people at the funeral, back into the gym. Barry was shaking because he was so nerveous. We sang our duet and slipped out the side door because we had to pick up Natalie at the airport in salt lake, that afternoon. We cut it real close. I was extremely uncomfortable on the ride down to Brigham City, i began to be afraid that our baby would be born that night. Barry dropped the kids and I off in Brigham and drove the rest of the way to pick up Natalie. I was very uncomfortable for about two hours, then evrything was fine. Our baby wasn't due for 3.5 more weeks. We spent most of the next day at Grandma's house and drove home that evening. Wedensday i had a Dr appt, I didn't want to drive myself because it was real snowy, and I could only waddle like a duck if I got into trouble. So everyone came. Barry dropped my off at the Dr. And the kids played in the snowbank outside. I went to my appt, the Dr. checked me out and asked me how far away i lived. I told him about 25 min, but because of the storm it would take longer. He was very concerned because I was already dialated to a 4. I had also been diagnosed with Group B strep earlier on in my pregnancy, which meant i needed to be on an IV antibotic for at least two hours before i delivered to help prevent the baby from getting the virus. Since my labors in the past had been less than two hours total, this concerned the Dr. Considering I was already well on my way being at a 4. The other problem was my pregnancy was at exactly 37 weeks to the day, which is earlier than Doctors like to deliver because the baby's lungs can be under developed. We talked it over, and the docotr told me to meet him over at the hospital in a few minutes. I said "um, i have three kids waiting for me in the car, i will have to find someone to watch them." I came outpf the Dr. Office, and told Barry. "Today is the day!" i remember Barry saying "huh" and Natalie saying in shock "Are you serious." I said, "yes" i'm serious and you bettter hurry. We called the preappointed babysitter for our kids, but she was out of town. We called our next door neighbor, but they didn't answer. I think we called our other neighbor too, not home either. We finally called the RS president and she agreed to take the kids. We called my parents to comeup, but their was a huge snow storm brewing and it would take them several,hours to get to Rupert. I felt bad about leaving the kids, but it was a must. Barry and I got to the hopital, they hooked me up to an antibotic and told me to sit tight. After two hours they broke my water and gave me some pitocin. Ouch, ouch ouch! I quickly was ready to push, but nobody believed me, and they still hadn't taken apart the bed. I had warned them, my babies come quick, but they just didn't get it. the nurse told me not to push until the Dr came in to check me. I was afraid, i didn't want to harm my baby by pushing when my bodynwasn't ready, but my body was screaming at me to push. The Dr. Finally came in to check me, but it was too late after an hour of fighting my body not to push, i just couldn't anymore and my body threw Lauren right out in one great push. She came half way out right on the bed under the blanket, one more little push and she was free, but OH! Was my body mad. I was in excruiating pain, worst of my life. Trying to hold a baby in when it wants to come out, hurts. Hurts really really bad. It told me several minutes to get my pain under control. I was shaking uncontrolably. It was weird that my pain was worse after I had the baby, but it was awful for several hours. I tried hard to focus on my beautiful little girl with a mane of black hair. it was hard to feed her, my body was in agony. So the first moments of having Lauren here were a bit fuzzy. My parents picked up the kids late that night, and came to see us in the hospital in the morning.
Lauren Noelle was born 6.5 pounds on December 29th. She was tiny, but perfect as can be!