Welcome to the world baby!

 Can I start by saying the past few days with you in the world, life just seems brighter. You are a light in my life, and I’m so grateful for you and your brother and sister. You have been sleeping the best out of all of my babies, and you’re a great eater too. When you’re awake you’re content, and when you’re asleep you’re an angel. You love snuggles, and aren’t picky about who they’re with l, though I can tell you have a slight preference for mom ;). You’re so loved. Lilly and B fight over who gets to hold you, and they’re constantly kissing and snuggling and loving on you. You get told how cute you are about a million times a day. 

Your birth was a great experience. I’m surprised that I can say that because the insurance issue made this birth pretty scary and new, but I loved it. I loved meeting you. You came quickly. I had been having contractions for a few days, and I was pretty over it. I tried to walk you out on Saturday, because my contractions were so close together, and pretty intense, but you decided to wait so you could be born on Uncle Michael's birthday. I woke up having some mild contractions, but I had been having them for a few days so I just went to work. By the time I got there they were more intense, but I wasn't sure, again because your birth was so much different from your brother and sister, who I didn't have any contractions with before I was ready to pop. Keri convinced me to call my midwife, and she told me to come in and she'd check me. I had to let Wesley know before he left to work, so I called Sharla and asked her to pick up B and Lilly and we left for the midwife about 9:30 and got there about 9:45. My contractions were pretty far apart still, but I was at a 6, so they told me to stay. We got to labor in a queen sized bed in "the green room" Which was nice. Your dad was so helpful. He would rub my back, with every contraction, and it wasn't long before I realized that you were coming fast. I told the midwife and they started filling the tub. I was in a bunch of pain, but your dad was helping me through it. A few weeks, maybe a month before I was terrified, and was in tears as I was getting the mail, and I remember very distinctly praying, and having the thought "I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me" and so I repeated it over and over and over again. Once we transitioned to the tub my water broke right away, and I knew it was minutes away. Luckily I was still having breaks between my contractions, and so I could take a breath and calm down a little bit. There came a point where I was in so much pain I remember thinking very clearly that I couldn't do it anymore, and that I needed help. I know that Heavenly Father sent my grandma to help me. I felt her there in the room with me, helping me and comforting me. Your dad was also doing a fantastic job, holding me from behind. I know this is going to sound strange, but because I could focus better, I could feel your entire body as you were born. You came quickly, only two pushes, and the midwife was telling me to slow down, but it hurt, and I wanted you out of me hahahah. You were born at 11:30, less than two hours after we arrived. Your cord was short, and my uterus was done with the whole contraction thing, and so you laid on my chest and cried, because it was cold while we waited for the placenta to be born. I couldn't feed you because it was too short. We were there for about half an hour. The bath looked pretty gross, so your dad almost passed out, which is tradition basically. The midwife told me to push, and she pulled my placenta out by the umbilical cord which was not my favorite thing. They cut the cord, handed you to dad, and washed me off. You didn't stop crying for about an hour, but who could blame you? Once you were snuggled in my robe doing skin to skin you fell asleep, and that's been the secret to you ever since, you just want to be warm and cuddling me, which I don't mind at all. I was feeling fine after dad got me some bambinos, and you were looking good, except your right foot was pressed pretty tightly against your shin (which you had to go to an appointment in Salt Lake for in November, sounds like everything is good, they're just watching for some hip dysplasia so we will be going back in April) So we left for home at 2:00. The second the kids met you they fell in love, and they haven't stopped loving on you since. You're such a sweet baby. You slept through the night almost instantly, and have been our best sleeper bar none. You love LOVE having your hands held, and will hold your own hand if no one will do it for you. Your brother and sister are constantly loving on you and telling you how cute and sweet you are. You're pretty chill, you like most people, especially Cole Harmon, but mom is your #1. Dad is a very very close 2nd. We love you, girl. You light up our life.