June's Newborn Pictures

I took the girls to fotofly when June was 11 days old to get newborn pictures of her and also some pictures of the older two.  Berkley is 5 and Peyton is almost 3. 

June Margaret Morby

On January 30th, my due date came and went.  Then the 31st came and went.  I had resigned myself to pregnancy forever.  In fact I had a dream at some point that I went to the Dr. and he told me that my due date was actually in May and started laughing.

February 1st wasn't looking too eventful so Zack made a smorgasbord of finger foods and we watched the super bowl.  My contractions were consistently 30 minutes apart the entire game, but that wasn't anything new so we went to bed that evening just like normal.  Around 1am Berkley needed assistance going to the bathroom so I got up with her.  Afterward I couldn't fall asleep because the contractions were coming stronger and more consistent.  By 2 they were about 10 minutes apart and I could tell they weren't going away this time.

During the last couple weeks of my pregnancy, Zack kept reminding me that he wanted to be notified about my labor via a text message that says, "It's go time."  He figured he would be at work when it happened.  So at about 2am on February 2nd I texted Zack, "It's go time."  Then I woke him up and told him to check his phone.

Lisa happened to be awake already and rushed over.  We probably got to the hospital around 3:30.  I think I was dilated to 4cm when they checked me.   I was expecting a super fast labor and delivery because that's what happened with Peyton but June was in no hurry.  When I laid back, the contractions would subside so I kept sitting up so that gravity would help.

They continued to offer me an epidural but I kept declining because it really wasn't that bad.  Eventually, when I was dilated to 6cm, the nurse informed me that the anesthesiologist would be going into a c-section and would be unavailable.  She said she would hate for me to go into transition and be in a ton of pain and not have him available.  So it was my last chance.

I actually considered not getting one.  Because it really wasn't that bad.  But the memory of the pain of Peyton's labor scared me into saying yes.  I did not want to feel that again.  The anesthesiologist was so funny.  He was a super talkative old man who kept calling me a lightweight and told me not to move to Kansas or I would blow away.  Once the medicine kicked in and I was really able to relax, it felt SO nice.  I realized how tense I had really been.  And how tired I was. After a while there was still a spot on the bottom-left side of my belly that wasn't numb.  I told them it was fine but they said I shouldn't be in any pain so they gave me an extra shot of medicine that would keep me numb for hours and hours.

After I had the epidural and relaxed, the contractions slowed down so they gave me some pitocin to speed things along and I sat up again to help.  A little before 9:30 I was fully dilated, which worked perfectly for my Dr. because I had an appointment with him at 9:30 that morning.

I've never had a specific "birth plan" before.  This time I had only two requests.  1. Delayed cord clamping.  2. Immediate skin-on-skin.  (I had never done either before.)  Unfortunately, when the Dr. broke my water the fluid was greenish which meant the baby had pooped in there.  So they would need pediatrics in the room to take the baby immediately and clean her off and make sure she hadn't aspirated the fluid.  So I got neither of my requests.

June Margaret Morby was born at 9:46am on February 2nd, 2015 (Groundhog Day.)  She was my biggest baby at 7lbs 8oz and 20.5in.  She did aspirate some of the amniotic fluid but the nurses were great and got it all out. 

Wide-eyed that night. 

I probably took way too many pictures of her sleeping but I just couldn't help it. 

The many emotions of a sleeping newborn. 

She is my baldest baby.  I couldn't believe how little fuzz she had on her head. 

June was the only name Zack and I both liked.  The only problem was that we name all our kids after places and June wasn't a place.  Well, Zack typed it into google maps and found a place in California called June Lake.  We figured that counted so we went with it. 

We always use family names for the middle name.  We went back and forth between a few and didn't actually make a decision until a few hours after she was born.  We chose Margaret after Zack's Grandma Schvaneveldt (and Great Grandma Cragun.)

It always surprises me how small they look in their car seats. 

No children were allowed in the maternity wing of the hospital.  They came to visit and got to peek at June in the hallway while they stood in the lobby but that was it.  They were pretty excited to see her close up.  (And give her some animals to play with.)

All I wanted was a cute picture of our new family of five but one kid didn't want to cooperate. 

This note was my favorite. 

My Third Pregnancy

With my first baby I did monthly pregnancy updates on the blog in real time.  With my second baby I did trimester updates in real time.  With the third baby, I'm doing one blog post eight and a half months after I had the baby.  You can tell how much spare time I have relative to how many children I have.  Sorry baby number 3.

12 weeks in San Diego (on my birthday.)

I was sicker with this pregnancy than the others.  I took more anti-nausea medication than with the others and still threw up more.

14 weeks boating at East Canyon reservoir. 

The first half of my pregnancy I was so light-headed.  This hadn't really happened with the other two.  I would start getting really dizzy, short of breath, and sweaty.  I would need to lie down for 20-30 minutes until it went away.  One time I had to rush in from watering the garden and lie down.  I could hear the girls running around upstairs, screaming and laughing.  When I finally felt ok enough to go up there, I found they had been having a raspberry fight in the kitchen and front room.  Raspberries were smeared all over the wood floor.  

16 weeks.

18 weeks at Bear Lake on Labor Day. 

I feel like I went straight from the exhausted, sick first trimester to the exhausted, uncomfortable third trimester without the feel-good, energetic second trimester in between.  By 20 weeks I already felt like my body was falling apart.  My blood pressure was something like 84/60, which explains the dizziness.  I had varicose veins on my left shin with my second pregnancy and they had come back with a vengeance and were painful this time around.  I had to start wearing a compression sock like an old lady.  Lastly, my left hip was already giving me trouble and I was only halfway!

20 weeks. 

Since this pregnancy felt so different and I was craving different foods we thought there was a possibility of having a different gender.  We went to the 20 week ultrasound and found out we were having another girl.  Berkley was really happy about it because she wanted to be the "queen in the middle" while her sisters are the princesses on the sides of her.

Girl parts.  

22 weeks. 

Have you ever heard of pregnancy rhinitis?  I'm pretty familiar with it.  It basically makes it so I can't breathe through my nose at night.  Flonase spray and breathe right strips became my best friend.  They actually work really well and Zack thinks they are super attractive. 

24 weeks in Park City. 

26 weeks at "Scary Hill."

27 weeks on Halloween. 

28 weeks at the Bountiful temple. 

30 weeks. 

32 weeks.

34 weeks. 

At this point I really didn't think my hips could handle another day. 

36 weeks. 

At 37 weeks I got a stomach flu.  It was pretty miserable being that sick and that pregnant at the same time. 

This was by far my wiggliest baby.  They've all been active but this one was practically never still.  So much for getting a cuddler!  I attempted to get some of the belly movement on video and this is the best I got.

 I got asked about my pregnancy a lot at work.  The first thing people would ask was the gender.  Then, 90% of the time they would ask if it was my first baby.  They were always surprised when I told them it was my third.  Probably mostly because I look young.  Some people said I looked too small. I took this picture for all the people who called my belly "tiny."  Because it wasn't. 

What was tiny were the newborn clothes I got out for the baby.  You forget how small they start out. 

38 weeks.  At this point I was having a lot of inconsistent contractions (plus lots of aches and pains) and felt like the baby could come at any minute. 

My other babies were both born at 39 weeks and 2 days.  Here I am at 39 weeks and 3 days, my personal record.  And I wasn't happy about it. 

40 weeks.  First time ever making it to my due date.  Don't let the smile fool you, I was miserable. 

The day after my due date I was out with some friends and my arms and legs felt super itchy.  When I came home that evening and undressed I discovered hives all over my arms and legs.  Some were very small but some were the size of golf balls and they were all so itchy!  It was bizarre.  I called the OB on-call and he said it was probably a PUPPP rash and wasn't harmful to me or the baby, just annoying.  I put some cream on it that night and the next morning and by the afternoon it was gone.  

My pregnancy lasted 40 weeks and 3 days.  It was definitely the hardest on my body.  I don't know if it was because it was the third or because I'm a little older now but it was rough.  I'll post about the birth story next.