Monthly Archives: April 2011

The birth story

Landon Laird White has joined our family!

April 20, 2011

6:40 am

10 pounds 12 ounces

23 1/4 inches long

He came faster then anticipated arriving at our home instead of the hospital.

I know there are quite a few people who  have wanted more details then the newspaper article gave {I’ll link to it at the end}.  Oh, yeah, for those of you who are not on Facebook, we made the local newspaper.  It was a really nice article which had an image and blurb on the front page and was one of the feature articles on the Local section with two images.  It also showed up on the main page online for the day.  We were so surprised by the prominence of the piece.  Then it was picked up by the smaller local paper for the two towns we live between yesterday.

As I am sitting down to finally write this blog post the kids are playing.  Their imaginations are developing quite nicely.  They received wheeled backpacks for their birthday last week.  The backpacks are a super hit {yay me for picking the right gift for them yet again…  lol}.  Right now they are wheeling them around on their way to the airport.  Once there they informed me they will be taking a plane to go see Nanny and Poppy.  Madison just popped her head in the front door to tell me they need some plane tickets.  I gave her an envelope with a receipt and a note to be their tickets.  Love it.

When the twins were born we had quite an interesting birth experience.  My uterus had been full term size and taxed since about 30 weeks pregnant.  I had very painful contractions very often which ended up being the same pain level as my actual contractions up to the last 20 minutes of labor when they got more intense.  My water was popped by Blake at 2:35 am and he was born at 4:57 which included about 15 minutes of not pushing as we moved to an OR {safety net for twin delivery}.  Madison came 20 minutes later via c-section.  I’m going into this as it is important to Landon’s birth story.

After the quick time {just over 2 hours} between my water breaking and delivery I often joked with people if we ever had another kid I’d have to stay at the Ronald McDonald house in order to make it to the hospital on time.  But as time went on in this pregnancy and few painful contractions appeared I convinced myself I must have been in real labor the day before when I was loosing my mucas plug.  Oh, and I had been partially dilated for at least 5 days prior to the twins being born.  So while I picked a closer hospital and a practice that supports VBAC’s I was no longer concerned with having a fast labor.

Starting at 36 weeks pregnant I went in for weekly appointments and the OB’s would  check to see if I was dilated and effaced.  At each appointment they let me know all was closed and it was apparent they were having a hard time reaching my cervix which was far back.  My last appointment was on Tuesday the 19th, and she had me schedule a repeat c-section since they would not induce me.  Oh, I was bummed from that, and my ‘deadline’ for having him born vaginally, in time to schedule my surgery to coincide with my moms visit, was the next day on Wednesday the 20th.

On Tuesday night Guy gave me a priesthood blessing. He holds the priesthood in our church.  He was inspired to say that our baby would be born vaginally with us both healthy and my body would know what to do.  We took comfort in the blessing and went to bed.  I awoke to a painful contraction about 4:45 in the morning.  After trying to go back to sleep and being woken back up by another painful one and about this time Blake woke up as well.  Blake was settled back into bed, and I grabbed my IPhone to play Sudoku, on the expert level, while I waited to see what would happen with Blake & the contractions.  Each time I finished a game a painful contraction came along {about 9-10 minutes apart}.  About this time I decided it would be a long day and went in to take a bath with my IPhone and a book to distract me.

Once I got in the bath the contractions became a little closer together and the pain was intense for each one.  That IPhone & book were put on the rug as I just wanted to try and get over each contraction.  I was thinking to myself that those contractions were way more painful then I remembered and groaned thru a few of them.  Guy sensed {heard} my angst, and came in.  He talked to me for a few minutes then asked if he should stay awake or go back to sleep.  After looking at him for a moment he said he would jump in the shower.  Smart man.

While he was in the shower I explained that while the contractions were 4-5 minutes apart and super painful they were only lasting 20-30 seconds.  It wasn’t indicating it was time to go to the hospital.  I really didn’t want to get there and have no dilation and have to walk those halls for hours.  He felt differently and talked me into going to the hospital when he got out of the shower.  I agreed to go and got in the shower after him to wash my hair while he called our friend to come over and the doctors office to let them know we were coming.

In the time it took to wash my hair I had to get on my hands and knees to make it through three contractions.  I sat on the toilet when I got out to put my shirt on and Guy was coming back into the bathroom obviously on the phone with the doctors office.  Upon standing up to finish dressing my water broke with a huge pop and I felt the head slam down.  Hardly any ‘water’ came out.  I told him to let them know that my water just broke and that last time I transitioned {finished dilating} really fast.  He got off the phone and went into the closet to get my ‘birth’ skirt that I wore to the hospital with the twins after the water broke.  I took two more steps to the bathroom door grabbing a towel and the skirt he brought me.

At the doorway, I just felt like there was no way we would make it to the hospital as it felt like he was about to come out.  I ended up on all fours in bad pain.  Guy asked if he should just call 911 and I don’t think I answered for one or two contractions.  I then told Guy I wasn’t going anywhere and he picked up the phone to call 911 for an ambulance.  The operator asked him to look for a head.  Yeah, no!  I was in the middle of a bad contraction and made them wait.  :-) When I laid down to let Guy look he confirmed the head was right there.  The operator told him to have me try not to push if possible.

I tried the quick puffing breaths they had me do when I had to wait with the twins.  I still ended up pushing partway through each one.  I felt down below to feel the head myself {Guy later said I pushed his hand out of the way} which is something that I never would have thought I’d do.  The not trying to push pushing lasted about 10 minutes.   I would be on my side and sometimes on my back through these contractions.  A few times I remember saying that I couldn’t believe we were having a baby on our bathroom floor.  Guy told me it would be OK.  I told him that I knew it would be OK, but I just couldn’t believe it was happening on the bathroom floor.

Finally it was just time to push him out.    I definitely felt what people describe as the ring of fire when his head was emerging.  It was a big relief to get that head out.  I asked Guy if his cord was around his neck {so I could not push and have him pull it off}.  He told me it wasn’t.  Liar.  He just didn’t want to scare me and was super smart enough to pull it off {yanked it off as he later told the doctor}.  I pushed the shoulders out and Landon was crying vigorously.  Guy was asking if he should wait for the rest of the body to come out.  I told him to pull him out as I wasn’t going to push him out.  I’d had enough of pushing.

He was pretty clean and had no mucus in his nose or throat.  Guy reached into the closet for a towel with Landon in his arms stretching the umbilical cord.  I had to hurry and scoot closer to Guy to give the cord some slack.  We both giggled at Guy forgetting I was still tethered to the baby.  The paramedics walked in about 2 minutes after he came out.  Chris {one of my photography clients} hooked up an IV in my right arm.  The other guy clamped the cord having Guy cut it.   By this time I was hyper aware of the pain in my tailbone and tried to alleviate it by raising my left hip off the ground so it wouldn’t contact the hardwood floor anymore.

I didn’t feel like moving and wondered also when the placenta would be ready to be delivered.  Guy went off into the other room with Landon who I hadn’t seen yet.  The one paramedic told me to push out the placenta if I felt like it.  Um, shouldn’t someone be ‘down there’ to make sure all was OK?  I asked him that to which he repeated to push it out if I felt like it.  So, I guess this meant he wasn’t headed ‘down there’…   We changed topics and he mentioned the baby was cute.  I told him I hadn’t seen him yet and he jumped up to tell Guy he had better show mom the baby.  lol  I was handed Landon and my first thought was that he looked just like my dad.  I looked at him and noticed his two fingers were stuck together.  When I looked closer they are actually fused together which didn’t concern me as they looked perfectly formed to me meaning an easy fix.

All in all I laid there on the floor in the gook for about 15 minutes as the paramedics did the IV, I held the baby and we waited for the placenta to come out.  I also think the idea of moving at all from my position with my tailbone hurting so bad was keeping me lying there.  They asked if I could walk thru the bedroom to the gurney.  I let them help me up and had them give me something in case any gook was to drip on the way as I didn’t want any blood or anything on our carpet.  I never even looked back at the bathroom as I didn’t want to see it.

Once on the gurney I again raised my left side so my tailbone would not contact the mattress. Guy was sitting on our bed talking on the phone as I got settled.  I heard him tell my mom we were on the way to the hospital.  After a pause for her reply he then tells her he is holding our baby boy.  She screamed.  lol  It was a great way to let her know we had a home birth.  They wheeled me through the house and out to the ambulance.  Guy and the baby climbed in.  We talked for a minute and decided he would drive the car so we wouldn’t have to worry about that later.  Sometimes I am way to practical.

It was a long painful drive to the hospital.  I had a heavy baby on my belly, couldn’t bend my right arm when trying to hold him or maneuver him, had my hip elevated and my belly was what could best be described as rumbling since the placenta wasn’t out yet.  The one paramedic was still completely uninterested in looking or helping me in any way deliver the placenta.  I finally asked Chris {paramedic with my IV bag} to hold Landon so it would be a tad more comfortable.  The one paramedic mentioned for the 3rd or 4th time how big Landon’s hands were and said he really wanted to know how much he weighed since he looked big.

At the hospital they wheeled me into a triage room where the doctor and nurses were gracious enough to work quickly to get that stinkin placenta out {2 small pushes} and me stitched up from some tearing.  He agreed the whole first part of my labor would not have indicated to come to the hospital right away.  Both the doctor and Guy mentioned within a couple minutes of each other about the insurance giving us the money for the delivery.  They brought a scale in and we got a weight on our, at the time, nameless baby.  He tipped the scale at a whooping 10 pounds and 12 ounces.

It was amazing to experience to just a vaginal delivery and not both a vaginal and c-section like last time. The stitches for the tear are way better then the stitches from the large episiotomy last time.  The biggest deal is just how euphoric the whole experience has left me .  I’ve had a happy disposition pretty much since the delivery.  If it wasn’t for the constant tailbone pain {way worse then normal since the delivery} I would feel pretty awesome about now instead of just good.  A vaginal birth is definitely preferable to a c-section, though I’m still a fan of them if one is needed.  Living in the modern age has lots of benefits!

Landon is quite the smiler already giving us at least 2-3 a day.  He tolerates the noise Blake and Madison make really well most of the time.  We are looking forward to all the new adventures he will bring into our lives.

The first 5 days after he was born the pediatricians wanted to see him each day.  Since it was a long holiday weekend for Easter this meant that every morning at 8:30 am we had to drive 40 minutes to their office in North Raleigh instead of the Garner office right up the street.  My general thoughts on getting through the first sleepless newborn stage is to loll about in bed until a sufficient amount of sleep has been achieved even if it takes till noon.  Those first few days definitely left us seriously lacking in that department.  He ended up losing 1 pound 5 ounces so the docs had me supplement him with some formula. Finally on Tuesday he showed enough weight gain they released us to come back when he is one month old.

Breastfeeding isn’t going so well.  There could be a ton of blog posts just on this issue so far.  We are really hoping that it will be much more successful then last time and these issues and trials will work out very soon. You know when you want to start taking care of your child in normal circumstances, changing diapers, give your newborn a bath, etc.  He is a very hungry boy and isn’t getting enough milk from me.  I’d love to take the herbal supplement Fenugreek (there’s also a well-known Fenugreek extract testosterone, quite a wide used thing), but I have to wait until after my surgery.  It can cause bleeding issues during surgery.  Hopefully, my supply will increase on it’s own.  I feed the little bug on demand, and we end up with a supplemental bottle afterwards about 5 feedings a day.

Here is the link to the newspaper article:


Our Update

Ahhhh, last night was the best nights sleep I’ve had in a few weeks.  I only woke up three times to wee and Madison was the only one who woke up last night to wee too.  Fortunately, Guy took her and I already had to go so it wasn’t an extra wake up.  They also played quietly in their room {evidenced by their toys being out and about} after they woke up letting me sleep in until 8:00 am exactly.  Generally they wake up anywhere from 6:30-7:45, but I don’t know what time they got up this morning since they were so quiet.

The kids each got a basket full of eggs with candy {after the hunt} and two stuffed animals each from a church that puts on a great Easter event for the police and fire departments of Garner each year.  We really appreciate their support in putting on such a fun event for us all.

We are still expecting baby boy White who’s due date is rapidly approaching in 6 days.  Monday would be a great day to have him so he will share his birthday with the twins.  Nope, it’s not about the party since it will always be close enough to have a group party.  It’s about sharing something special with his brother and sister.  Blake and Madison will always be a set, the twins, a pair built in from the start.  These two are super close.  Even when they are upset with each other they are about 2 feet from each other.  With a birthday on the same day as the twins he will automatically have something special with them, and we would present it to all of them as something special to help them grow up thinking it is a cool thing.  So no comments please from the peanut gallery to my kids, if it should happen, as they are growing up about it being a ‘bummer’ they ‘have’ to share a birthday!  I love ya family and friends, but sometimes presentation and attitude make or break things in life for us.


My sister in law, Melia, could use some prayers.  Her poor body has not been nice to her since having her last child.  It’s been a failing of body parts one after another and lots of kidney stones.  She just found out she has to have a hysterectomy this next week and it is very enlarged so she will have to have a 4 inch incision.

The new computer location for a few months.  The wires are now hidden by a dark garbage can which I needed handy anyway.

This week we have reorganized the office to put the computer into the living room, one of the desks in the garage, and moved the other pieces around to make room for the queen bed in preparation for company.  The kids know that grandma {my mom} is going to be the first person to visit after the baby is born.  We mentioned to them that someone else may need to sleep in there first when we go to the hospital, but they are focused on grandma.  In fact, we realized later that Madison really thought she would be here that night or yesterday morning.  She kept talking about the room and grandma even coloring her a picture.  The first thing she said as she came into my room yesterday morning clutching her bear and Barney is, “Where is my grandma?  Is she here yet?”  Nope, baby she will not be here for a couple more weeks.

Madison with grandma just about to be cleaned up from getting into my moms bingo daubers.

During the entire month of March either the kids or I felt like this image of Madison!

We were so sick.  It sucked.  I didn’t accomplish pretty much anything that month.  The great side of it?  When we got better we all felt GREAT!  For the heavily pregnant lady my abilities and energy are awesome compared to how I thought the end of pregnancy would feel.  Shooting the wedding the first day of April was just a great day and not a hard day.  There was even a daycare shoot, Busy Bees, where I photographed 23 kids under 5 with 6 of them under a year old last Friday.  It was three hours of body contortion and winning over the little ones.  Last night I put on my Facebook status how I gave the kids a horsey ride into their bedroom last night.  Two kids 36-40 pounds each and the baby weight of about 35 pounds I’ve gained all weighing on my midsection as I crawled on all fours into their bedroom.  It took a while and must have looked hilarious.   Guy did not get an image of it since he was already in their room relaxing on the floor waiting for us to begin the singing and prayers of our night time routine.

We went to the doctor for an asthma specific appointment for Blakey.  They don’t really do any specific testing for it until he is 4-5 years old.  She gave us a cool inhaler tool for the rescue inhaler and explained a little more to us then we previously knew about asthma.  From all she said about the two causes and ways it manifests itself, I think he only has reactive airways and not the airways blocked by mucus.  My mom has asthma too.  I was telling her about our appointment and what my thoughts were and she told me that she has reactive airways and not the other.  Ahhh, I sure hope if he doesn’t grow out of the childhood asthma {my main hope!} that his will only be reactive airways too.  They asked us to keep up on using the preventative nebulizer medicine daily until June and to use his inhaler before he goes out to play or gets roudy in an effort to prevent the barkie cough and restricted breathing.  This way we are proactive instead of reactive.  They feel it has more to do with helping them grow out of childhood asthma when it is treated this way.  We’ll do our best.  The kid shows all kinds of signs of being a natural athlete which makes me happy!  I love sports and playing them so sharing that love with Blake will be a pleasure.

Madison has picked up a second dirty habit in addition to the nose picking and eating.  It is nail biting.  Really?!?!?  Come on.  How is my little princess diva in training who is soooooo girly also the bearer of such nasty habits?  OK, so the nose picking doesn’t bother me that much as there is a study out there that kids who eat their boogers get sick less frequently then kids who do not.  lol  Isn’t there a study to back you on anything?  Now, the nail biting really bothers me.  She doesn’t have the prettiest nail shape and nail biting completely ruins nail beds.  It eventually moves the ‘quick’ back so the white part of the nail starts way to early.  She is also getting a lot of hang nails from it too.  We’re working with her on asking her to stop anytime we see it and talking to her about why it isn’t a good thing to do.  The next step is all the nasty crap that tastes bad to help her stop if the rational stuff doesn’t work.

We gave the kids their big present early!  It’s a playset for the backyard.  Oh, talk about love.  Blake even prayed for the delivery man the night he brought the big box to our house.  It took Guy a total of 7 hours over two evenings and a Saturday morning to get it put together {the power tool set we got 3 months ago has gotten a ton of use of late!}.   He put the different components together in the garage.  Luckily our neighbors were leaving to run out just as he needed 5 minutes of help taking the large piece to the backyard so he helped him carry the big fort piece to the backyard.  We all love it.  I went down the slide the first afternoon it was up and killed myself.  The slide has two large humps in it which are not nice to the old tailbone.  So far they already have spend hours and hours on there.  Blake can almost do the monkey bars by himself!  Madison is doing great at swinging on her own and keeping it going.  She volunteers to help Blake learn how to do it too.  I love listening to them instruct each other when one can do something the other can’t.

Speaking of my tailbone…  I’ve definitely decided to get the surgery.  There are just too many years left to live and have to deal with or work around daily booty pain.  I have no idea how painful or how easy/bad the recovery will be.  It will require an incision starting just above my anus vertically along the spinal line approximately 3 inches long.  He will have to break off, saw off or whatever to get the tailbone {coccyx} removed.  It sounds traumatic to my body to me.  I do need to ask which of the 5-6 methods he will be using to remove it will be for my mental preparation and all that.   Some of the research I’ve done indicates short recoveries with 2-3 weeks of being unable to sit and high pain.  Some of the research says people still can’t sit even with a donut cushion for 6  months or more.  I’m thinking I’ll be on the shorter side of that as long as the doctor does a good job, having a positive attitude about it and my last surgery for my gall bladder removal went great!  The c/s wasn’t fun with pain for a good 2-3 weeks, but I did manage to photograph a wedding 8 days after having the surgery.


The kids first taste of birthday goodness. Blake & I had about 2-3 bites each with Maddy and Guy polishing off the rest of both treats.

The baby seeming to camp out in my uterus which is stressing me out a bit about getting this surgery scheduled.  I know there is nothing I can do about it so I need to just let it all happen as it’s going to happen.  If he isn’t born vaginally by Wednesday then I won’t be able to schedule the surgery for right when my mom gets here so I have help during recovery.  She will be here May 4-14th {due to her work schedule only time she could schedule}.  With Guys schedule at the school he can’t take off until school is out, but the insurance year ends before that.  We can’t afford the surgery unless it is done this insurance year.  My sister in law Michele will be coming out for five days the end of May to help out so there is a few days covered if this baby does show up late rather then by Wednesday.  The ladies at church are also awesome and will help out, but I’d just really like the main recovery to be when my mom is here.  She was my rock when I recovered from the tonsillectomy that almost killed me years ago.  Oh, I can’t be induced to go into labor since I’m trying for a VBAC {vaginal birth after a c/s}.  Electing for a c/s means a longer recovery before I could have another surgery missing when my mom is here anyway.  Oh, stinky timing issues.  lol

Some unexpected images at our impromptu picnic one day.

I look a bit dumb, but Maddie looks cute and I like how she put her hand on my belly.

We have a lot two of fun events planned for the next couple days.  Tonight we are going to the rodeo!  Tomorrow {it got moved to Sunday afternoon due to weather} morning we are going to the Eggstravaganza at the park!  Tomorrow {It’s next Saturday!} night we scored tickets to the circus!!!  With all that fun stuff I really want to do this baby is sure to come now.  Regardless of what we end up doing it will be a great weekend!  {Guy called to correct me on our schedule of events after this was published… }

Enjoy some random images from the last month and a half.

Blake watching TV with all his friends.

Maddie snuggling up to my arm on the porch while we were watching daddy come home.

Blake resting on the bench at the Chick Fil A playground.

Going down the slide with friends.


Randomly holding hands while out shopping.

I love watching kids sleep!

A nice day one Sunday afternoon.

At the doctors.  I think I’m going to skip their next well check up appointment as unnecessary!  We are also off schedule needing to delay most appointments or insurance will not cover them by at least a month so this will get us back on track for the normal appointments.  There aren’t any shots scheduled for the three year check up.

The doctor who warmed the kids up to him the fastest!  He had them both happy and giggling despite feeling so sick.

Random hugs.

They love to help carry the mail and newspaper for us.

Maddie girl!

The girl taking forever to eat as usual.

Even though she doesn’t look good here it is still a cute moment.

Helping take the trash to the curb.

Learning about shadows.

I’m going to miss the dining area being empty.  I think the kids will miss it even more.

They love the bouncy balls and the bean bag.

Our new chore chart.  It’s not filled in so we can change up the list as they grow and mature.

Chick Fil A did a free breakfast item per person every Tuesday in March.  We made it there twice!

Playing in the dining area.

They are finally big enough to ride these tricycles I thought would be the right size for them two Christmas’s ago!

Love this shot.

We went out for a bike ride one day.  Wish we had started doing it regularly, but we haven’t.

At the park with friends.

Madison loved playing with the leaf and Blake enjoyed throwing the football.  This week he started learning to throw it correctly {using a bigger ball with two hands since he can’t palm it} and more then half the time gets a spiral going.

They used the grass to fish for ants.

Girly girl.

Love love love their random hugs!

My little natural athlete in his size Eleven {yes 11} shoes.

The welcome sign for the kids at a tumbling trial class.

The kids in the trial class.


Our first picnic.  We stopped to grab some food and saw this table under a blooming tree and stopped to eat instead of continuing on home.  Great decision!

Our friend, Riley’s, birthday party.  They love attending parties!

And pinatas!  They are finally getting the concept of picking up the candy for themselves.

A nice hit!

Love the light here as they are playing tea party.

This girl loves the frosting and cake.  Blake is more like me and likes the cake with only a touch of frosting or will just skip it altogether.

Surprisingly, he did eat a little this day though.

Where I hang my backdrops.

My pretty girl in the window light.

They love to play in the cars.  We must have been moving car seats or loading up gear for a photo shoot.

The horrible increasing of gas prices.

The man peering out the car window.

Doing a handstand at another tumbling class we tried.  This is the one we’ll go with.  The girls teaching were awesome by being in control, confident and a bit fearless keeping safety in mind.  The kids love to practice the skills they learned that day.

The twins new bunk beds with stairs on one end and some dresser drawers under the stairs.  This was their first fort!  This bed configuration leaves room to put the babies crib in here too without crowding the room.

They loved the fort so much and even asked to keep it up until daddy got home to show him.

The dining table before Guy refinished it.  He had the yellow pine stain sanded off at this point.

And the table after it was refinished with a dark stain.  Love it!!!

Yummy hot chocolate eon a chilly day.  I’ve had a fair bit this pregnancy.  Madison also loves it.  It’s too much trouble for Blake.  He’d rather just drink water when he is thirsty.

Our friends got some chickens for eggs.  We headed over their after getting our free breakfast at Chick Fil A to play and check out the chickens.

They also had lots of slides and a big trampoline.

3? something weeks pregnant.  Maybe 36 or 37?

Blake only went for eggs with a bluish tone to them.   Then he finally conceded and picked up a yellow one.

Madison took the smarter approach and picked up anything close to her.  Blake got more exercise and she got more eggs.

I just like this.

We had a dog start camping out on our front porch this week.  He didn’t appear to be getting fed and the young dog has some aggressive breed in him so he should be getting consistent care and training to avoid becoming aggressive.  He had a rabies collar but no phone or address on.  We had animal care come get him to make sure he would be properly taken care of.  Obviously the owners stopped.  He is really young still and of good temperament so someone will definitely adopt him if they don’t give him back to the owners.

Taking medicine became a month long event between us all.

The kids love to cuddle with their dad especially now that I’m not comfortable to cuddle with.  This belly so gets in the way.

Met a friend at the park.

They shared some Easter candy.

They also got to run and play!

My little man with his sleeping bear.  He hugs it to him as he sleeps.

A little peek a boo fun!


Our weird crop circles in the yard.  There are quite a few of them in various sizes.