Hello blog world!

I officially started a blog! Yay! I decided I am getting sick of Facebook and Instagram... Like really sick of it, I just need a break for a bit I guess. So, I wanted somewhere I could write about what my kids are doing and what is happening in our lives, even if we aren't always very exciting. But having it documented for later in life could be fun... Or this could be a big waste of life and time. Will see. So here I am....the blog world. Kind of intimidating, I have no clue what I'm doing here so this post might be questionable, especially because I'm doing it from my phone while holding a sleeping baby, oh well at least it's happening... Wish me luck! 

 

Let's start from the beginning of my babies lives, Birth stories. 

Little number one... Yes, I call my kids my littles. 

Kayden James Devaney

He was born on October 28, 2011, at 5:30pm in Orange California. After 9 hours in labor, being a week late, and finally having to be induced. The easiest part was his labor and birth.. Not kidding, thank you epidural. What wasn't so easy?? The awful recovering after, all while caring for this sweet little cranky newborn. But thankfully being induced was a breeze for me, I really had no clue what to expect and was beyond terrified. I mean I had heard and read stories, but there are so many variables that it really is terrifying when it's you. 

        I went in at my scheduled time without any pain or drama, got hooked up to the IV......and waited. The nurses were so amazing, they told me to let them know when I started to feel pain, and they would get me the epidural... 3 hours later, Ding ding ding, nurse, I have some cramps. Ok sweetie your almost at a 3 let's get that epidural going. Amazing! What wasn't so great, my Dr. Breaking my water right before the epidural. OUCH, that is just mean. Word of advice to myself and other pregnant people, if they have to break my water, have them break it AFTER epidural is in place. So much pain once that bag of water is popped, not kidding. Luckily it only last a few minutes and I was in epidural numbness heaven. Then about 6 long hours of waiting later, along with 45 minutes of pushing with the help of a vacuum suction, he was here!  He was perfect, weighed in at a whopping 8 lbs 11 ounces. Now you understand the recovery pain?!? NOT FUN. Boy do I love him though, he had a little bit of blonde hair on his cone shaped noggin. David and I both cried tears of joy when he came into the world. It's like, you know a baby is in there, you spend 9 months thinking about them, getting everything ready for them, but the shock, excitement, and awe of the moment you lay eyes on that little tiny human is indescribable. Love love love. A love you can never understand until you go through it yourself. It's amazing.  

A photo of a few minutes after he arrived

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Here is a photo of the big boy, with my father in law James Devaney. This special man is where Kaydens middle name James comes from, his amazing grandpa. 

Swayze Rae Devaney

My little number 2, she was born on July 16, 2013 in Orem Utah. Her arrival was much more eventful that the first child. Filled with tears, screaming, and throwing myself on the floor from pain. Not kidding.  But let's rewind to the day before she was born.

       July 15th, seemed like a normal day, I was headed in for my 38 week dr. appointment. I arrived, did the usual things, he checked me and I was barely 1cm dilated. Then he asked if I wanted my membranes stripped? I thought, sure why not! I had read all sorts of things on this and honestly didn't think it was going to work. I mean, it was still 2 weeks until my due date, Kayden was late and had to be forced to vacate, so I assumed this child would be just as stubborn as the first. Boy was I wrong.

        I spent the rest of the day running last minute errands and grocery shopping, just incase something happened. I am so glad I did! All day I had this dull ache in my back that kept getting worse, with menstrual like cramping in my lower belly. I didn't think anything of it and just kept going on with my day... That night at about midnight I was laying in bed feeling uncomfortable, then realized, this might be the real deal. I started to time contractions and they weren't super regular, not close together,  but I consistently had a dull aching in my back. I was nervous to tell David because I kept thinking it was probably a false alarm and didn't want him to worry. Finally at about 5 am I couldn't take the pain anymore, it was more consistent and contractions were about 6 minutes apart, so I told David I wanted to go to the hospital. Thank heavens for him, he was so calm the entire time. Boy I sure love him. We woke Kayden up and rushed to the hospital, all to find out I was indeed in labor. The nurse checked me, and said my contractions were about 5-6 minutes apart and I was barely a 2. WHAT? After hours of pain, that was it?!?!! I was devastated. She called my Dr and he said that I needed to wait until contractions were much closer together, like 2-3 minutes, and that this far apart they aren't really doing anything to help my labor. Are you kidding me?! It was so painful how could it not be doing anything? Oh it was doing something alright... They gave me some pain medication (which hardly helped) and sent me on my way. 

           We went home, where I spent the rest of the morning/afternoon screaming and crying in pain. It was no joke... But then again my pain tolerance isn't the highest. Finally around 4pm I was texting my friend Tanshyle who had recently had a baby, saying how much pain I was in. She kept insisting I go back into the hospital, at least just to get checked. But I said no, my contractions aren't even 3 minutes apart, they were like 5-6, so they will just send me home again... Finally after some pleading I took her advice, and told David the plan. He also didn't think we should go back since the dr said 2-3 minutes apart, so I turned to David and said, I'm going to go back in there, and I am going to LIE about how close together they are. I don't even care. It was that painful, pain that when it comes on you don't know what to do with yourself and you just want to roll around on the ground and cry, which I did... Numerous times. The time in between contractions was barely enough to recover and prepare myself for the next rush. 

         We went in and told the nurse, ya they are about 3 minutes apart, all while I was thinking, Krista, you're an idiot. They are going to check you, tell you you're at 2.5 cm and send you on your merry way. NOPE! I was 6 cm!! 6!! I couldn't believe it! I could get the epidural! My family arrived shortly after that to take Kayden to wait, some friends came to visit and wish me luck, by then it was smooth sailing. I was pain free! So finally, After about 20 hours in labor, she arrived at 9:10 pm weighing in at 6 lbs 6 ounces. She was a tiny little thing with a head full of dark hair. Just perfect and gorgeous. Again, a feeling you can't even describe, and didn't know you could love another baby as much as the first one, but you absolutely do. Just beautiful. 

Her middle name came from my moms name, LaRae. 

I am obsessed with my littles, you will see lots of them on here . They make me laugh and smile constantly, sometimes cry.. But mostly laugh. Oh how I love them like crazy, life wouldn't be the same without them.