"Tatum's Arrival Story.."

Tatums Birth Story....
I will apologize in advance for this SUPER long post! I have been bombarded by friends and family asking and asking to hear every detail of Tatum’s crazy entrance into this world, which I do want to share yet my Mom brain and taking on the new role of a stay at home Mom of two and as i am settling in i'm not finding much time when I don’t have my eyes half open, feeding a babe, or just holding one of them..and maybe a shower? so there has been motivated to blog, yet i never get past turning the computer on before something more inportant comes up. I have come to the realization after all our visitors and re-hashing the dirty details of his birth did I realize each time some new memory came or was lost. Kayson is FAR better at telling this story seeing I was a tad we will say “preoccupied” but none the less we realized we both were forgetting small details and need to document it fast. So a bunch of this will be from Kayson mouth and his recollection. ..so here it is in all it’s glory….or not?! Whatever way you look at it. I hope this feeds into everyone’s interest and although some parts may get a tad hairy (I’m warning you now) this is for memory sakes so..yeah. I warned you. i guess I have to start form the beginning, when we first found out I was pregnant and went in for our 10 week ultrasound I was measuring a tad less than week ahead of what my estimated due date was at the next appointment I .Doctor Spencer said it is normal for your second pregnancy to measure a tad larger and it was not enough to change my due date..so maybe.. maybe not I was a week off my due date?! (haven’t met with my doc yet, to see his opinion)I guess we may never know. This pregnancy was just like Easton’s ..it was great! No morning sickness and really no complaints at all other than the normal peeing a ton, some leg cramps,Tiredness and the typical pregnant woman complaints…all was good with this growing boy! I felt great and was actually really getting stir crazy being home more now, so I was super excited for all the upcoming dances and the big one..Valentines coming up at work, Love being with my friends at work! At my 36 week appointment all looked great, doctor checked me and I was dilated to a 2 and a tad over 80% effaced. Dr. Spencer said “Baby could come any day! I think two weeks he joked that’s my prediction” but he explained you never know, may come faster with your 2nd maybe not you never know with child birth."He then asked us if we wanted to “Schedual something” I quickly said NO, I was so bummed I had to be induced with Easton and I really wanted to know what the beginning or birth feels like and going on your own was like and mostly what it would be like for me!? Fast slow the same..I just wanted to know. (my Mom laughed now and says I jinxed myself) I had no intentions or for sure going natural but I wanted to see how far on my own I could go and see if i could "walk the mile"..just so I knew. With Easton I had no chance to see how far I could go the “Test drip” of pitt sent my body in a crazy contraction fiery (see post here). So Dr. Spencer said ok well here is what to look for and do when.. and if you feel like baby is coming. I really had been feeling like this baby was going to come early from the beginning but never said it out loud just in case I really did jinx myself. I had been getting all my nesting madness (see blog post before this one) done and I was ready because I felt like it was coming. I had all bags packed, house deep cleaned and organized, all baby gear out, both rooms put together, and books read..i was ready! I laughed because now looking back I had told Kay I wanted to spend as much time as I can with Easton, I always think what if this is out last breakfast just him and me, or what if this is the last day of him being my baby?! Kay just rolled his eyes and laughed. I was a mess emotionally feeling like Easton was so little, what have we done?! I went back and forth all the time and was NOT looking forward to leaving him to go to the hospital and him no longer bring “our only babe” ..so it’s a blessing it happened the way it did, no time to cry when we left him(Athough i did feel like horrible parents)! The two weeks before Tatum came I was working away all was feeling great, had energy and besides my feet being a tad swollen when I got home it felt great to be “running around” at work again. I had been having some Braxton hicks contractions, no real cramping just tightening of my belly, nothing I didn’t have with Easton at this point. That week before he came I worked every night and like I said all was good. Fast forward to Friday February 8th ..Woke up that morning and was feeling very tired..like one of those days when it‘s a big deal when something is just a little more difficult than normal, had to drag myself out of bed to get to the store for much needed groceries. East and I walked around the grocery store and I started feeling SO tired and thought ahh I need a nap..like now. We left the store and on the way home I remember feeling SO uncomfortable sitting in the car, I felt like my belly was so dang tight like rock hard tight and the baby was in my ribs and on my bladder all at the same time,Im remember i  had to lean clear back just to drive home. Unfortunately when I got home I chose to watch the trashy T.V. I had DVRed instead of napping while Easton slept. Went to work at three and had to work late until about 8:30, I felt great and really didn’t over do it at all. It was a dance so I just sat in the same spot all night pretty much and made corsage and boutonniere's. 8:45 Left work, came home and Kay had fallen asleep on the couch, I went up stairs and got in the shower got out and went to bed (I was supposed to be to work at 8 the next morning) I woke up a few hours later and looked at the clock 1:51 I had to pee.. (at this point I was peeing 6 times or more a night) so I foggy eyed stumbled into the bathroom and peed, I thought that’s weird the “my bladder is so full im going to pee my pants any second feeling" didn’t go away? Humm I thought I rubbed my eyes and focused in how much pressure I was feeling, no pain just pressure. I finished and layed back in bed, and here came a little cramp not painful just a little cramp. I though oh man my stomach is hurting I probably shouldn’t have drank that huge coke at work I thought(which was totally was the baby talking on that craving, had. to. have. it). Then as soon as it came it left..then when It came again I thought where is Kay? This might be a contraction. I got up and soon realized as I walked down stairs I was shaking and most of all my knees were shaking A TON! (the nurses laughed when I told them this later, they said “shaking knees?!! You were totally in transition at that point!”) Still not sure if I had slept through more contractions or if that is when they started?! I walked down stairs and woke up Kayson (2:05 ish) “I think I'm having contractions, my stomach is kinda hurting “ Kayson says ok… “and my knees won’t stop shaking” Kayson “Your body is shaking” I told him I thought I needed to go lay in bed because it was cold down stairs and maybe thats why im shaking. He came with and started timing the contractions on our “contraction timer app” thank heavens for technology! Kayson said we will time them for 45 minutes like the doctor said or until your water breaks and go. On the way up the stairs here came another one…a tad more uncomfortable but not bad. We timed them… Here came another one. Kay said the last two were about 2 minutes apart..but the next two were a little faster than slower, not consistent really so we kept counting. Soon by the fifth , I started to know this is it we may need to leave! I felt like I had to pee again and they were starting to get a little painful. I sat on the toilet..no pee. OHHH that one was bad!! There I had the first “oh my” that wasn’t nice feeling contraction. I felt a little pee come out and wiped, and there was a little blood. i knew my water had broken when i first woke up to pee and soon I started pacing the room. I seriously thought this was just the start of labor, I remember thinking “Wow I am a wuss these are painful and these are just the beginning contractions” by this time (2:20ish ) I was in pain not horrible but uncomfortable enough I was getting unsure how much longer I could go. Kayson at this point had called his parents to come over and be with Easton because “I’m pretty sure were having a baby tonight” I remember hearing Kayson say to his Dad “Yeah she is pretty uncomfortable, she’s a trooper and hanging in there but now she’s starting to get ansy” At that point I was in the bathroom realizing this was it and in my “typical fashion” as Kayson says I started Straightening my wild just out of the shower curly hair, Kay looked at me like I was crazy..hunching over trying to do my hair. 30 Seconds of that an another contraction hit I knew this was not happening as it took me to my knees. Kayson was so calm while I was starting to freak out as the reality of the situation was sinking in. This contraction was hard and long I felt like maybe a minute or longer(probably 30 second in reality) ugh bit it felt like 5, I can remember that pain, it was bad, first one that brought me to tears, and i remember the look on Kayson's face when i said "help" with tears in my eyes, he was scared i could see the wheels turning in his head. Kay was clear headed enough to remember the things we learned in our class two years ago and helped me get on my hands and knees and got my hips back and forth while he ran to get the bags..although it felt like a good change this didn't help much. I had all my bags packed except the last minute stuff..he was frantically grabbing it all  while I was dying in pain. (about 2:40ish) I was pasing and couldn’t find a position that made me feel better, hung over the counter, hands and knees, laying, standing...no it was bad. I just remember telling Kay to hurry a ton, also I remember saying his name and no a ton. in his words "Kay no Kayson no Kay really no i can't really kayson" ha ha I think at this point I realized in my head that this baby was coming and we were maybe not going to make it to the hospital for a delivery, help for the baby let alone an epidural. I was scared. IT WAS PAINFUL. I get tears in my eyes thinking about it now. The last contraction before I went down stairs to get in the car hurt bad I remember I yelled out “NOOOO.. KAYSON..NOOO I can’t do this” I saw the monitor light up..East made a peep, "crap you woke him up" I then started to panic thinking we are going to leave him here alone?! On the way down stairs I was telling Kay to “Call the Hodges, Call them, call the Hodges” (our next door neighbors we adore) he had no time, his parents should be here soon (he thought) he says his next thought was “oh man I sure hope this truck starts” Our big truck the one my husband cherishes, hardly ever drives, cleans every time he does drive it, yeah that truck had been sitting almost all winter and with our freezing temps we had had to jump it a few times because it just sits in the cold. He says he was calm until he thought of the truck not starting…thankfully it did, he breathed a sigh of serious relief. At this point I had thrown on my jacket and made it outside (don't remember going down stairs), I remember both garages open and how cold it was on my face covered in sweat. I walked toward the truck as Kayson was RUNNING getting East extra car seat and keys on the porch for his parents. Another contraction hit and again took me to my knees..I was on the cement in front of the truck screaming “NOOOO KAYSON HES COMING, CALL AN AMBULANCE, I CAN’T DO THIS” it was bad at this point (2:45ish) Kay this whole time kept reminding me “to breath and we can do this, you can do this your tough” He was so calm and there for me the whole time. Listening to my ramblings and trying to calm me. I was in a lot of pain, sweating uncontrollably, and shaking so much I felt like I couldn’t get myself up. Kay said “LET’S GO “ and picked me up and put me in the truck, slammed the door and before I knew it we were flying down the street. I wasn’t completely gone I still had my wits about me enough to still be OCD a tad as I watched the garage doors shut..just to make sure, and realize we just left our baby at home alone asleep in his crib! ahh This is where it gets hairy, I can’t remember much of this part so this is where Kaysons memory comes in. All I remember is being 100% focused on the pressure and my breathing. Kay kept reminding me to “Breath hun, I'm sorry just breath, you can do it, I know you can, it will be alright I promise, just breath” Kayson… I turned the corner off our street and Heather was trying to find a comfortable position, not buckled in she was squirming around in pain. I felt so HELPLESS and bad. As I turned onto redwood we hit a bump and just like in the movies she yelled out in pain.. Soon I looked down and going 90 on redwood Heather finally found a semi comfortable spot on her knees with her arms around the seat and head between the door and the seat. She was moving her hips trying to help the pain. At this point she was asking if we should go to Lakeview, she kept yelling “HE’S COMING KAYSON, I PROMISE HES COMING” like I didn’t believe her! Soon after i can hear her start to push with all her might she yelled “ IM PUSHING..IM PUSHING..IM PUSING” I knew all our control, or the control we thought we had was out the window, her body was taking over and doing it. The roads were clear I was flying up 500 s. about half way up after we hit a set of tracks, Heather starts to yell “I HAVE TO PUSH HARDER, KAYSON ..I HAVE TO PUSH” then “HES CROWING I CAN FEEL IT, HES COMING NOW” Heather (I remember feeling like I had no control my body was pushing him out,yet io was pushing with all my might also. I could feel him moving up and down, the pressure was unreal but felt so much better while I was pusing so with all my might I tried to hold back, but could not..my body just pushed on its own, I don’t quite remember the pain as much as the feeling, I remember sweat dripping off my for head into the floor and feeling the back of my jacket just soaking wet. I kept having to hold my breath to push it was so strong it made my head feel horrible so I had to focus on breathing, really other than that it seems fast and foggy like I was just letting my body go for it. I do remember kicking off my flip flops when Kay go out of the car on 500 s. Kayson.. Heath started to yell that she could feel him crowning, this scared me a tad..I quickly pulled over jumped out of the car ran to the side, pulled down her pants looked and there was nothing. Ran back jumped in the car and headed onto the freeway, i assured her he wasn't out yet like she had thought, although i don't doubt it felt like he was. I could hear that she was pushing like crazy, we get on the freeway and right as I get on Heather says “HIS HEAD IS OUT, I CAN FEEL HIM, HES OUT, HIS BODY IS OUT” she felt like his body was out at least! I reached over and felt through her sweat pants and could feel a head!!!! I knew he was coming NOW. I exited at 400 n picked up my phone called 911 and told the operator “ I'm at 400 n. and 500 w. in Bountiful in the intersection and my wife is having our baby now!! I need an ambulance! The woman on the other end said NOW!!? I said YES!!! And jumped out of the truck ran to Heathers side opened her door , threw the phone (still on) on the dash. At this point Heather was on her hands and knees across the front seat with her feet at the door. I told her to roll over, she said “I CAN’T I CAN’T” so I grabbed her legs flipped her on her back, looked at her in the face and said “Heather you need to focus we are having this baby RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!! are you ready?"She was somewhere else not really going along with what I was saying, my heart was racing I pulled down her pants and without barley a push at 2:58 Tatum was out…my son was in my arms. It was the most special moment of my life for sure. Instantly I realized the cord was around his neck, I pulled it off and started to shovel out the gunk in his mouth and nose with my fingers, his face was blue which scared me. Heather said "please make sure hes alright, please" over and over then..he cried out. His body was pink and so I knew he was breathing, I laid him on Heathers Chest and she just held him in shock. (this all happened in like 45 seconds max from getting off the freeway to Tatum being here) I knew Heather was in shock she was shaking uncontrollably and really not aware, I think we both just looked at each other and him trying to wrap out heads around what just happened. Right then about a minute later the Bountiful chief pulled up and instantly yelled “Get a blanket for that baby, It needs a blanket ..do you have a blanket?” I instantly felt a huge feeling of relief the panic left and I now knew we were in good hands. I remember frantically looking at our bags I knew we had a blanket but I was just aimlessly staring, my mind racing, the officer asked if I needed a coat I was dripping in sweat “No thanks I told him, but do you have some water..I'm dying of thirst“ He grabbed a water out of his trunk..oh man I needed that!. Soon two fire trucks, over five police cars and ambulance and what seemed like much more showed up. The police officers had put one of their coats on Heather and one on Tatum it was a very cold night, there were what seemed like about eight people in our truck half helping Heather calm down and get warm, and stop her bleeding and half working on cutting the cord and assessing Tatums health, getting him warm and ready to leave. I knew they were fine. It's such a scary feeling when for a few moments you doubt whether it will all be ok or not, i can't imagine what Heath was feeling.  I stepped back and watched, there was no room for me. They said he was breathing fine and looked bruised but great, I knew he was alright but it felt nice to know for sure. I knew Heather was fine when I heard a officer laughing and then said “Your wife wants you to take a picture of the intersection!” only Heather would do that.. her and her pictures! I knew she was feeling better. They wanted to move quickly worried about Heathers bleeding and afterbirth and getting Tatum warm so quickly they started to move Heather onto a stretcher and one officer took Tatum into the ambulance. Heather was apologizing “for the mess, it’s gross, sorry” “Did that really happen, like who has a baby in a truck?, my husband loves ..like loves this truck too” and “I’m heavy sorry” They were all kind of laughing. They were giving Heather oxygen and covering them both up in heated blankets and doing the epgar on Tatum, Heather said she was starting to have contractions that hurt and they said they had to get moving. Heather yelled out of the ambulance to take a picture of them!!! So I did and they were gone, I followed behind to the hospital.One moment surrounded with action and people the next alone without Heather or the Baby. I started sending texts and calling our parents on the drive over! No one believed us, they all laughed and said good joke! I assured them it was no joke and that believe me I would not wake up this late just to play a joke! When I got to the hospital Heather was in the ER and all the officers and fire men were waiting outside,I went to check on them and Tatum was in his warming bed and “Doing awesome” they said. The nurses said they almost took him straight to the NICU when they first got him because he was all wrapped up and his face was blue, but they unwrapped him and saw his pink body and realized it was just bruising! Heather was her typical self and was now telling jokes and laughing about it all, shes so strong and really such a champ. Heather: I don’t remember much from when I started to push to when Tatum was here. I remember pushing and yelling “Im pushing Kayson I'm pushing” I don’t remember knowing where we were or that Kay had called 911. I was just focused on getting this baby out, or trying to keep him from coming out..one of the two! Ha ha I remember Kayson saying “Heather you need to roll over” and me saying I can’t. I then remember having Kayson grab my face and say “Heather look at me, you need to calm down we are having a baby now, right here” I remember Kays bottom lip was shaking and he had tears in his eyes…I don’t think I even said anything to him?! I remember looking past Kay to 500 W and seeing someone in a car turning right, sitting there (probably scared for life and throwing up in their mouth.) I remember Kay pulling Tate out and crying handing him to me and saying “He is here and perfect” and remember me saying over and over "make sure hes ok, make sure hes ok"! and Kay's hands shaking like mad..i remember when the police got there I could hear a dog barking. (The sheriff was a K9 cop) After the police got there I remember feeling wonderful after Tatum was out and I was warm, and the adrenaline and shock was some what wearing off. I remember apologizing for the grossness of the situation, seriously grossed out myself when i looked down at my clothes and Seeing I was surrounded by like 7 grown men (a few of which I could tell by their faces it was the best thing to have to be cleaning up ) once in the ambulance they were so cute and nice walking me through everything. The Davis county sheriff that was holding Tate (who knew I was dying not being able to hold my newborn baby) started to decide him to me..asking first if I knew it was a boy, then..”he has light hair, cute ears, he is doing awesome and is pink, he has cute hand and feet” He was so calming and nice I don’t think he will ever know just how much that meant to me for him to do that when I was feeling so sad not to be holding my little guy.He kept saying "sweetheart your a trooper your doing amazing, you are so strong" In the ambulance they gave me oxygen and explained to me why we Had to hurry. When women have such rushed deliveries they worry about hemorrhaging and although I was not bleeding to to much at this point yet they were worried since I had not yet delivered the remaining placenta and I can re- attach, cause bleeding and “turn very nasty quick” “and we don’t need that to happen do we” So I got a tad worried but felt great until the contractions started to come, painful!! I no longer had my adrenalin going to help me out. What felt like a blink later we were in the ER , they told me Tatum looked great and set him on the warming table near my bed, I couldn’t really see him there were so many nurses checking him out and trying to get an IV in me. They had to give me pit seeing that it had been 30 min or so since I delivered. This was painful and it just started to get worse, the on call doctor was pushing and pushing on my belly trying to get my placenta to contract..HEAVEN HELP ME!! I was dying worse pain than Tatum coming out..geez it had re attached a tad but finally they got it. I remember being SO thirsty, I was that way with Easton too, I kept asking for a drink and they kept saying no sorry..then they gave me one of those stupid pink things on a stick to suck on I was like really!? The nice nurse (who turned out to be our aunts best Friend) gave me a drink I was so grateful! They Gave me some pain meds which I didn’t even know until after! (maybe thats when i started joking around?)Ha ha and then stitched me up 2 little stitches (sorry in know that’s not what you want to read I know, just remember what I said..memories) I was glad that was all. The ER doctor said to the nurse “should I do it or call the OB doctor?” “He said I can, I just don’t do many if these” EXCUSE ME!! I was like hello you don’t say that!! Then he proceeded to accidentally nip me (I didn’t love that doctor) Call my doctor! Unfortunately because of insurance reasons my doctor was not allowed to come care for me because Lakeview was not covered by our insurance! Lame. They rushed my IV in when I first got there so it was bleeding everywhere and had a kink in it..that was fun! Only good thing was my nurses were super cute and laughed at me when I first saw myself in a mirror and about died!! I looked horrible and all the cute firemen and police had come in and taken pictures with us and the baby (they were so proud) it was crazy how horrible I looked! Eww. One of the police officers came in and gave us the coat Tatum was wrapped in and said we could keep it! (hoping to sew the patched to his quilt soon) So soon we were up in our room. it felt so nice to be able to hold my baby and cuddle with my super star husband, we just stared at each other laughing. craziness.Kay called our Doctor and told him what happened, he was so surprised and joked with Kay about his “job not being too hard huh?” they brought us some food because Kay had complained his stomach was not feeling well! (he had a stomach ache for over three hours from adrenaline ) poor guy. They took Tatum to change him and I finally got him back and quickly wanted to nurse him! He latched right on and ate for over 45 minutes! Kay and i laughed re-hassed the funny parts and Kay told me "he never wanted to do that again" and kissed me telling me how scared he was for me. Kay held Tatum and we both felt like it all happened so fast we couldn't believe we were actually holding our baby.He was prefect just perfect, couldn’t believe he was blonde and had big blue eyes! There was some confusion about his weight, Tatum wasn't weighed until a few hours after he was born also it was after he had nursed twice..so he weighed in at 7lbs 9oz then one hour later weighed again at 7lbs 2oz so..ha ha either there was a mistake or he ate a ton like we thought so we settled on 7lbs 3oz seeing he may had already lost some?! (also at birth they said he was 201/2 inches long but at his two week app. he was 21" and im sure he didn't grow an inch in two weeks!? ha ha who knows. anyways back to where i was.. Kay kept getting tears in his eyes telling everyone the story, there really is NOTHING sweeter than seeing your man marvel over your newborn child, he was so proud, so in love and just so grateful. Kayson is always more emotional than me when our children are born i think for me it takes a second to actually sink in and get past all the other birth stuff..im kinda jealous he is so in the moment that way. And i had a serious case of Momma gilt feeling as though i didn't relax enough to be present when he was born so this was now the time i was not in pain not on drugs and could soak it all in.Kay was so tender in how he spoke, how he told the story and how concerned he was for me, makes my heart melt really. We cried while we sat and looked at our son trying to wrap our brains around what just happened I finally got the special my baby is here moment. Kay looked at me and said “Heather that was amazing, like the most special thing ever! I got to be the one holding our baby for the very first time, that was the neatest thing ever!!” “ Didn’t you just think that was amazing, couldn’t you feel how cool that feeling was when he came out” I felt horrible because I didn’t I said sorry hon it wasn’t that mind blowing special for me I was dying I thought! Haha he said this over and over in the following days, he loved it and seriously felt so lucky and special! (although never wants to do it again!..EVER!) Kayson says he wasn’t really scared just had a a job to do and knew he had to do it! He seriously was such a champ and I can’t even express how proud,grateful I am of him for handling what most men would pass out on situation with grace and confidence, which isn’t really a surprise he is always so calm and poised. Everyone asked how did you know what and how to do all that!? He said it just was like.. gotta do what you gotta do to help your Wife and baby. He says he felt so bad for me that whole time, he felt helpless to help me and that was the worse part, he knew he could take care of the baby once here! So back to our room..my Mom was so sad seeing she was supposed to be here when it happened and drove right away to the air port to the next flight to arrive at 8:00 AM that morning. We were soon BOMBARDED with calls, texts, calls from the hospital phones, and nurses coming in to hear the story. Neither Kay nor I felt tired..we were wired so that was nice because we could talk, call, text everyone as they woke up to the message on their phone. It was a really out of body experience and I don’t think it really hit me until a few days later it happened, and that it was so traumatic. Tatum ( who was not names yet) got to eat get a warm bath and cuddle with mom and dad. We soon were put in a larger room and got SO many visitors. Easton came and pretty much kissed Tate once then just wanted all the free cookies from the “pop room” We felt so blessed to have so many people send flowers, cards, balloons, bring gifts, food ect.. It was amazing the love and support! Kay and his Dad went and cleaned up the car a tad, then Kent took it to get detailed… TWICE. Kay said it wasn’t as bad as it sounds, but still for his treasured baby of a truck, I felt bad! We spent one day in the hospital and after talking with the media, which we still aren’t sure how they found out, they came to our room and it was super awkward they wanted us to be sitting in the hospital bed..to be dramatic right!? Ha ha it was fun but awkward to see my giggly (nervous giggle?) self on TV, and also from the standard examiner. Which we heard later it was on KSL, ABC,NBC, ALL MAJOR NEWSPAPERS, NPR, KBULL, X96, the Spanish channel and much much more! Crazy! Although the news story chopped our last name and got some fact wrong its fun for memory sakes I guess! We have great family who took care of everything for us. We named Tatum the morning we left and narrowed our name list from 12 to 5 then settled on Tatum that was not on any of our lists! Lakeview was ok..wouldn’t have a baby there again. We were spoiled with Mckay with Easton LOVE that hospital!!! So the next few weeks were great SO many visitors more meals, Flowers, treats, lunches, taking Easton and just support to even count we were and still are blown away by those who showed love and support. Who visited, sent gifts, food or just called. We couldn’t keep up on texts or phone calls and messages. It was unreal! FP exploded and it was out in minutes of happening! We felt and still feel so blessed to have such amazing family, friends, and ward! Who went above and beyond to help us out! AMAZING we love you all and are so thankful! Kayson took 10 days off work it was amazing I love having him around, and hated to see him go back to work! He really is what makes me feel stronger. Recovery with me was awesome no real complaints, fast and seemingly easy! Tatum did have a tad jaundice caused from the bruising on his face, but after two Billi tests was cleared! First doctors appointment his two week he had gained almost a POUND!! And on the ride home in the truck and through the intersection was a weird weird feeling! we stopped at Subway for lunch and i was embarrassingly enough recognized from the news..i almost crawled in the corner!Easton has grew into his new role of big brother and LOVES his brother. Kisses and holds him all the time, shares his cars, and often when he cried run and gives him his bink or a few toys ;) and every second it seems runs over and says "HI" in a loud up beat voice also has been found curled up next to him in bed or in his vibrating chair. he’s the cutest and looks huge all of the sudden, says tons of words, and is funnier than ever cracking us up with things he does and says on the daily. I think Kay and I can both agree what a blessing it is that all went well! No problems or complications and me and our baby were healthy and safe.WHAT A MIRACLE, truly. Also makes me so grateful for our bodies and that nature kicks in and knows what to do in stressful situations, it really is amazing.It is so scary to think of all the things that can go wrong in an controlled birth in a hospital let alone “winging it“ in your truck! We definitely feel so blessed no only to have such a little gift straight from heaven, but also to have the love and support we have! SERIOUSLY BLOWN AWAY by all our friends, family and ward who came out of the cracks to help us in any way possible. Literally everyday we were set aback what love was shown to us, So so blessed for all of you! Really can’t say it enough. I never in my life have felt so much admiration, love, trust, and just whole hearted thankfulness to my sweet husband who is such an amazing man for who he is and how he not only handled this but everything in his life. I love his guts just a little more now, and know our little guy and his daddy will have a special bond.Well that’s it..I believe it better be this is page 6! So sorry again for the gore, and the long post! We are so happy to have our adorable little men home safe, happy and healthy..and glad we all survived!