On February 14th, we celebrated Maddex's 3rd birthday. This being a day I'll NEVER forget, I just want to tell the story. I'll shorten it....On the morning of Feb. 13th, 2007, one week before my due date, I began having contractions. It got my hopes up, I thought for sure THIS would be the day. As the day went on, the contractions became irregular, more spaced out, and eventually disapeared all together by evening. Disapointed and pessimistic, I sent Brandon to work(Graveyard shift) Assuring him over and over that I wouldn't go into labor. My mother, however, was not convinced. She insisted on staying over at our house, just in case, because she just "knew" I would go into labor in the night. So she bedded down on our livingroom couch. Andy(only a year old) fell to sleep quickly, as did I. At about 11:30, I awoke with some contractions, but forced myself back to sleep, telling myself that it was just braxton hicks. At 12:30, I awoke again and couldn't quite force myself back to sleep. I woke my mom up, told her it might just be gas pains, and that I would wait before calling a doctor, calling up to the mine to have Brandon sent home, etc. By 1:30 My contractions were only about ONE MINTUTE APART. My dad got off swing shift and made it over to my house about 2:00, after taking an Ambien(sleeping pill)My doctor was in Orem, and orem was to be the hospital where i would deliver. My mom stayed at our house with Andy, while my sleepy father drove me up to the hospital. I called up to the mine & had them deliver the message to Brandon. My contractions were a minute to only 30 seconds apart the whole ride up!! On the freeway, I had the horrible feeling to "bear down"! Oh for the love of Lyza, I feared if I stood up to get out of the truck, the baby might come out right then and there! Nurses got me settled in my room, checked how far dilated I was and I was dilated to a SIX! They gave me my epidural, which slowed down my contractions and the whole labor proccess a lot, so Brandon was able to make it for the birth. Maddex was born at 9:43a.m., valentines day, face up instead of face down. 7 lbs. 3 oz. 20 inches long. Black hair, dark eyes, and absolutly beautiful. The best valentines gift I could have ever recieved. Maddex, we LOVE you so much! You weren't planned. I cried when I got that positive pregnancy test, and sadly, they weren't tears of joy. But our heavenly father knew better. He knew we needed you, right then. He knew your brother needed you, and now I thank my lucky stars for our little unplanned "mistake". I wouldn't have it any other way.
Maddex LOVES Mickey Mouse. He insisted on a Mickey party. And what Maddex wan'ts, he gets! The flash on my camera wouldn't work for his party! GRRR! So this is the only pic I got of his Mickey party, and it's so dark.
My handsome valentines boy.
The Mickey Mouse cake I made for him, which he still talks about every day.
