All about Steve...I mean Heidi

This past weekend was a memory-maker. Friday night Steve's parents drove down from Ogden, as well as Steve's sister, Becky, and her family, for Heidi's blessing.

On Saturday night we all went to a Diamondbacks game. It was fun, but a little challenging at times with a crazy "almost" two-year old and a nursing baby. Poor Heidi, every time the crowd cheered or booed she cried because it startled her....so pretty much the entire time we were there :) 

We made it to the 8th inning and Avery just couldn't handle it anymore, so we decided to leave. At that point the Diamondbacks were behind by 5 runs, so we didn't think we would miss much. Literally 5 seconds after we left the stands we heard the crowd going wild and realized we had missed the D-backs only homer that game. Come to find out it was a pretty exciting game after we left, D-backs only lost by 1. Of course.

Then on Sunday, Heidi was blessed (obviously...actually not so obviously, our bishopric pretty much forgot we were doing it that day, but it worked out :))

Steve really gave a beautiful blessing. While he was blessing her and talking about her life, I just kept thinking about what a wonderful woman Heidi is going to be someday. I love being a mom to these little ones, but can't wait to see them grow to become great women of God.

Less Words...More Pictures

I will be short and sweet about this since birth stories aren't all that exciting when everything goes perfectly smooth, which is what we all want to be sure, and it is exactly what happened to me. A boring labor and birth. It was perfectly lovely. 

Basically I was starting to have a panic attack on Sunday (Feb. 3rd) because I was still pregnant, 6 days overdue to be exact. And because February 5th was my deadline to go into labor, or I would go under the knife again and with the remainder of my babies.

After trying what felt like every old wives tale to induce labor, I finally went into labor at 2am on Monday, Feb. 4th. Just in time. I tried like 6 "tricks" that day, so who knows what, if any, worked, but who cares!

The entire time I was laboring I just kept thinking how incredibly grateful I was to be experiencing labor. It was like a dream, the entire 20 hours. Of course, thank goodness for epidurals, holy cow are those things amazing, otherwise the day might not have felt like such a pleasure.

When it came time to push at 9:29pm, I pushed for a whopping 20 minutes and there she was.  It was an incredible experience.  And it helped that my mom shoved a 6 inch subway my way while they were still stitching me up, moms know best :) So there you have it. I went into labor, gave birth, and have two healthy daughters, whom I adore. The end.

Instead of re-posting the hospital pictures I have already posted to facebook, I thought I would do an overload of the pictures I took today that are much more fun to look at. Enjoy you some baby-eye-candy....