Happy 9 Months Cameron Laine!

You can officially join the world in saying you are living through the pandemic of 2020.  The days of COVID-19.  When you turned 9 months, we are in self isolation.  Everyone is staying home to prevent the spread of the Corona Virus.  Daddy is home on a travel ban, and we have no idea when he will be able to travel next. So we’ve had a lot of time to focus on family, and my heart is so happy even amongst the chaos.

You weighed 18lbs 10oz at the doctor, but your 9 month well check was just cancelled so we will figure that one out later.  You’ve got the cutest rolls and I love them dearly.  I love just putting you in a diaper or a romper to see them in all their glory.

You are ON. THE. MOVE!  Crawling everywhere!  Standing, transferring your weight and scaling furniture.  You’re favorite places to go are straight to the fireplace to eat rocks, into Nolan’s room (he does have the coolest toys in the house), and the laundry room to eat shoes.  We always have to keep an eye on you and the things left out by us or your siblings.  I was hoping you would be a late walker to make my life easier, but I’m pretty sure you have other plans… plans that include being able to keep up with Aubrey and Nolan.

The time change helped us adjust your sleep schedule tremendously.  You wake up around 6:30 (occasionally 7), and you take 2 naps a day and go to sleep around 7pm.

Since you’re on the go,  you have this magical ability to find leaves in the house… and then you gag and gag until you throw it up or I can find it and scoop it out.  It scares me every time.

You HATE when we wipe your nose.  You always turn your head the opposite direction.  Our hope is that with the self isolation, you will actually be healthy!  Stay tuned for the 10 month update…

You have officially learned to pull out your bows.  My heart is broken. You may have won the battle, but I will win the war! You look so dang cute in the bows!  Please keep them in!

You have the cutest giggle, and your little feet are always moving in circles when you’re sitting.

You can hold your arms up for us to hold you, and you are babbling like crazy!!

Watching you play with your brother and sister is the sweetest thing, and I am so happy you all have each other.  I pray you always get along, and protect each other!  I was worried you wouldn’t fit in since Aubrey and Nolan are so close, but they have just taken you right under their wing.  It really fills my heart with joy to see you all together.

I cannot believe how close we are getting to your first birthday!  I’m trying to savor all the baby things I love, because they’re rapidly going away.  We love you more than you know sweet pea!

Happy 9 months Cameron Laine!

Happy 8 Months Cameron Laine!

Only a month and a half late on the post… but here we go! You started the month with a cold, and pink eye! No surprise there.  Sick as usual.  This was such a fun month to watch you grow!

I feel like we are finally getting our groove and getting you on a better schedule. You are on a pretty solid 2 nap schedule now.  You wake up around 6-6:30 and go down for the night at 6:30… which I am hoping we can push a little later soon!  You still aren’t sleeping through the night, but you did it 3 days in a row this past week.  So there is hope!

You cut your bottom two teeth, and as much as I already miss that big ol’ gummy smile of yours, this new one is just as precious!

You are just starting to crawl.  Not very far, but I know it’s only a few days before you’ll have it down to a “T” and you will be off to the races!

You are pulling yourself up on anything that you can reach!  You love the view, and you want to keep up with your brother and sister!  You don’t have any interest in your toys, because theirs are just better in your opinion.

We left you for the first time ever over night… this is the earliest I have ever left one of my babies over night.  I was a wreck, especially the first day.  You never did figure out the bottle, but you do take milk out of a sippy cup!  I consider it a win, since I couldn’t get your brother and sister to do that.

You are a foodie!  You love to eat, and you can put it away!  I can’t believe how much you eat!

Aubrey likes to make sure you aren’t playing near anything dangerous, and tries to pick you up if you are… gives me a heart attack, but you don’t seem to mind!

You are still loved more than ever sweet pea!  We are so grateful God gave us you to complete our little family!

Happy 8 Months Cameron Laine!

Happy 7 Months Cameron Laine!

You’re officially closer to being 1 year old than the day you were born. It is crazy how fast time has been going.

This month was so fun, but as usual you got sick the day before you turned 7 months. Surprise surprise. You got a horrible cold that came with a fever. Fortunately, you are on the mend now.

You are the cutest little chunk and I just love your thighs and arm rolls! You are in 6-9 month clothes and size 3 diapers.

You finally cut a tooth on the bottom the day you turned 7 months! The other tooth isn’t far behind! I swore these teeth would be in weeks ago 😂

The screeching phase seems to have come to a close for the most part, but you do still screech when you get really upset.

The car is finally not an issue! I’m sure if we were in for an extended period of time it would be another story, but around town you’re happy as can be. Thank goodness!

You go back and forth between 2 and 3 naps a day. It just depends on how early you wake up, and how long your naps are. Thank goodness you are so willing to go with the flow, because unlike our first two kiddos, naps seem to be harder to plan around with older kids.

Bedtime is anywhere between 6:30-7:30 depending on how many naps you took that day, but usually it seems to be around 6:45ish. You wake up like clock work every night between 12-1:30am. Miraculously when you were super sick you slept through the night (and I completely expected to be woken up a bunch), and then went back to waking up once a night. I’m very ready for you to start sleeping through the night. You wake up around 6, but occasionally you wake up earlier. Sometimes I can bring you back to our bed and you fall back asleep.

We celebrated your first Christmas! It was crazy that we had another little baby at Christmas. These are the only pictures I got, and I’m already kicking myself.

You have decided that you love standing up. In your jumper, or trying to figure out how to pull yourself up. It won’t be long before you’re pulling yourself up on everything. You’re trying, but haven’t quite figured out how to get your legs in the right position to go from sitting to standing.

You’ve also started to rock and work towards crawling. I am totally okay if you want to take a while to master this skill.

You spit constantly!!! It always cracks up your daddy and I, but usually it just leads to your brother and sister saying, “mom Cameron is spitting!” They haven’t quite figured out why you’re allowed to spit, but they aren’t.

You are loving eating solid food. You have eaten so many things at this point I don’t think I can even list them all. You’re favorite seems to be bananas, but you haven’t turned anything down yet. Your pincer grasp is actually pretty good for 7 months old!

I dropped you off for the first time this month at BSF and Mom’s Morning Out. I was really nervous (your brother and sister weren’t the easiest kids to drop off… no bottles, only napped with me and screamed like crazy), so imagine my excitement when I picked you up and was told that you were “a delight!” The next day I was told you were a “dream and the only baby that didn’t cry!” You took a bottle and fell asleep in the swing! I was blown away! Thank you Jesus!

Your brother and sister just love you so much! Aubrey loves to help take care of you. She likes to give you food and hold you. Nolan loves to share his toys with you. You’ve got them both wrapped around your finger.

Watching you grow and learn this month has been so much fun! You are so happy and easy going, and I am so grateful for that. You’ve helped me learn to go with the flow better too! When I found out we were having another baby, I wasn’t quite ready for it, but God knew what He was doing. I am so grateful that His plan is always better than mine.

Happy 7 Months Cameron Laine!

Happy 6 Months Cameron!

With all the chaos of the holidays, another month creeped up on us! I can not believe we brought you home half a year ago! It seems like it was a few weeks ago.

At your 6 month check up (on NYE) you weighed 16lbs and 9.5oz (53rd percentile), and were 25 inches tall (10th percentile). You are our tiniest baby that’s for sure. I bought your Christmas jammies in 6-9 months, and you’re swimming in them.

I feel so awful for you. I feel like you don’t know what it’s like to be healthy. As soon as you kick one virus you seem to get another within a week. It truly breaks my heart, and has your daddy and I feeling so frustrated and defeated. People keep telling us you will have an incredible immune system in a year or two… and I am just praying for that. We still do a preventative breathing treatment everyday, but you started wheezing again so on the day you turned six months we added albuterol to the mix again.

I’m almost positive you have trouble sleeping because of all the sickness. When your healthy you wake up once or not at all, but when you’re sick you wake up twice a night. Needless to say, momma is exhausted. You took AMAZING naps in Virginia during Thanksgiving. You were sleeping in a pack n play in a walk in closet so it was pitch black. Your naps at home were 30-45 minutes, but in Virginia they were 1.5-2.5 hours. We finally got around to hanging blackout shades in your room this weekend, but your coughing is constantly waking you up. I’ve had to wear you for all of your naps. Hopefully when you kick this cold, I can test my theory and you will be a great napper.

You are on a pretty solid 3 nap schedule. You wake up around 6:30-7am as happy as can be greeting us with the biggest gummy smiles. You go to bed between 6:30-7pm. I try to keep it closer to 7, but some days you let me know you need to go to bed.

Even though you have been so sick again, you are so happy and content to just go with the flow. You give the best big smiles, and belly laughs. Your big sister gets some big old smiles out of you, and you are just mesmerized watching your big sister and brother play.

You’ve discovered your voice, so even though you go with the flow you let us know when you’re over something. You have this super high pitched screech that you’re not afraid to use to let us know it’s time for a change or bed. We’ve started calling you our little screech owl or our howler monkey. 

You blow spit bubbles and babble all the time when you’re awake, and even though you didn’t just discover your feet, you did realize that they can go in your mouth. The second we get you on the changing pad to change you, you grab your feet and put them in your mouth while you babble and smile.

You’ve been able to roll from your belly to your back for months, but getting back onto your belly has proven more challenging. You’ve done it a few times, but it’s not super consistent yet. It makes you really angry when you can’t roll back over. You’re starting to scoot and roll, so my days of putting you down and knowing you will be there when I come back into the room are numbered. You are starting to sit really well but you still topple on occasion.

I am pretty sure your bottom two teeth will be making an appearance very soon. You are chewing on everything.

You are reaching for all the things, and you rarely miss. You’ve taken me by surprise a few times this month with how quick you were. I forgot how quickly this stage creeps up on you. You love to pull my hair and your big sisters hair. You think it’s a fun game.

The jury is still out on your eye color. They are still blue with a light gray ring around your pupil. Sometimes the ring looks green. I’m betting on green or hazel, daddy is thinking they might be blue. This is fun for us because Aubrey and Nolan’s eyes were so dark at birth they turned brown almost immediately.

You have the craziest hair. You’ve lost all your hair around your head except on the top. So you have long hair on top that looks like a toupe or combover… you will probably hate this one day but sometimes we call you Donald after Donald Trump. Your hair resembles his luxurious locks 😂 As if the crazy combover weren’t enough, you also have to chunks of really long hair on either side of your head behind your ears… almost like you are trying to rock a mullet but some of your hair hasn’t decided to cooperate. It cracks us up all the time. When you wake up in the morning it is sticking straight up like Alf Alfa. I try to tame it with some bows, but I don’t have enough to match every outfit so sometimes we rock the crazy hair.

We survived our first road trip to Virginia… it wasn’t pretty, but you didn’t scream as long as I anticipated. We left at 4:30am so you slept the first 3 hours of the drive each way. After that it was touch and go. You were well loved on there, and we had a lot of fun.

Your big gummy smiles when you wake up, when you hold my finger while you fall asleep, smiles and giggles at your brother and sister just make my heart sing. You are loved more than you know sweet pea!

Happy 6 months Cameron Laine!

Happy 5 Months Cameron!

Another month older and time for another blog post.

You’re still our tiniest baby, weighing in at 14lbs 10oz. You’re rocking 3-6 month clothes, and the 0-3 month clothes that still fit and are warm considering the weather changes.

You had your first trip to the ER for RSV. Watching you struggle to breath was terrifying. They sent us home with breathing treatments and a steroid that had a 3 day life… you had a little bit of roid rage the next few days. At our follow up doctor appointments they debated admitting you to the hospital, which caused Grandma to head right home from work to start the 4 hour drive to our house. Ultimately they decided we could monitor you at home, and with frequent office visits to the pediatrician. I am happy to say that you’re healthy again, but they’ve put you on a steroid breathing treatment everyday for the next 3 months as a preventative for your asthma.

You had your first Halloween. Your brother and sister went as Minnie and Mickey, and I dressed you as Figueroa, their cat.

You’ve got some wild hair. It has a mind of it’s own. I refer to it as your Trump combover.

You are the queen of short naps, and it’s exhausting. They only last 30-45 minutes. So most days you’re still taking 4 naps. You wake up around 7am, and go to bed around 7pm. You wake 1-2 times a night. Usually around 1 and 4am. I worked so hard to have you put yourself to sleep, but then you started getting really upset and trying to eat our faces before we put you to sleep. So I resorted back to nursing you to sleep, and I love it. You usually wake up when I put you down, but go right back to sleep.

You officially sleep in your crib, and the transition went so much better than anticipated (I think your brother gave me a little PTSD🤣). You really want to be able to roll onto your belly from your back, and it makes you so angry that you can’t. I promise it will happen soon!

You discovered your feet, and you love a few of your toys. You don’t like being left anywhere in the house, because you like to be in the action and see what’s going on.

You brother and sister are still just as obsessed with you. Trying to keep you away from them when they are sick is a JOB! They want to love on you and give you kisses, meanwhile your dad and I are becoming crazy germ people trying to keep you healthy for longer than a month.

Without prompting or telling them, your brother and sister have taken to calling you “Cam” or “Cami”… my intention was always to call you Cameron. Nolan has also decided that you are “His baby”. I can’t wait to watch you all playing together soon.

You’re hit and miss when it comes to the car. The problems come when you’re tired, you don’t like to just give it up and sleep in the car.

Your babbling and giggles make me smile even on the toughest days. I can’t imagine our family without you.

Happy 5 Months Cameron Laine!

Happy 4 Months Cameron Laine!

Officially out of the 4th trimester sweet pea!  You’re growing and reaching milestones, and it’s been so fun to watch!

You’re about 13lbs 6 oz according to our scale.  We will see what the doctor’s scale says at your 4 month appointment next week.  (At your 4 month appt you were 14lbs 6 oz [50th Percentile] and 23.5inches [8th percentile]). You can still wear 0-3 month clothes, but it won’t last much longer.

We moved you from a swaddle to a Merlin’s Magic Sleep suit… and it really is magical!  As soon as we switched you from the swaddle to the sleep suit, you started putting yourself to sleep at nap time pretty consistently, and a couple times at night.  You take 4 naps a day still, and bedtime is usually between 8-8:30.  You’ve slept through the night twice, and they were both during this past week.  Other than those 2 nights, you seem to wake up around 2am like clockwork, and then we get an occasional 4am or 6am wake up.  You’re still sleeping in the pack n’ play in our room, but if you start sleeping through the night more regularly we might be moving you soon.

You constantly suck on your hands, and you’ve figured out how to put toys and our hands in your mouth for you to gnaw on.  You are drooling constantly so maybe some teeth are starting to come in.  You figured out how to grab hair… and Aubrey and I always get caught by you.  Aubrey thinks it is pretty funny when you grab her hair.

You roll over from your belly to your back, but haven’t figured out how to get from your back to your belly… I don’t think it’s far off though.  The first time you rolled over I caught it on camera, and then when we cheered for you it was followed up with the sweetest giggles from you!

Your reflux is still under control, but we took you off the prescription and found a homeopathic medicine that is working (and mommy is very happy about that!).  You still spit up a ton, but it isn’t making you angry.

You’ve got the sweetest gummy smiles, and the little giggle is adorable.  When we put you above our heads, there is a little delay from you followed by a big old smile and giggle.

We got you a toy for your car seat in hopes that it would help you in the car… and it does sometimes, but you’re still not a fan of the car.  I’m a little terrified for our upcoming trip to Virginia.

I have officially given up hope that you will take a pacifier, but you do take bottles!

You love to be outside, and with the weather and shade from our gorgeous oak tree in the backyard we’ve spent lots of time out there.

We love you so much sweet pea, and we can’t wait to continue to watch you grow!

Happy 4 Months Cameron Laine!

Happy Three Months Cameron Laine!

Our beautiful Cameron, how three months have passed amazes me. I can’t believe how different you already look from the day you were born. Today at the doctor you were 12lbs 7oz, so you gained almost a pound this month. You’re in size 2 diapers and 0-3 month clothes.

Your reflux medicine worked wonders, and you are a much happier baby… didn’t stop the spit up but it stopped the pain and cries! You would think at this point I wouldn’t nurse you without a burp cloth within reach, but I’m a glutton for punishment apparently.

Even though you’re much happier, you caught a cold the day you turned two months… and you’ve been sick ever since. This past month was full of doctor visits, urgent care, chest X-rays, breathing treatments, ear infection, antibiotics, wheezing, negative flu test and 2 negative RSV tests. The doctors all seem to agree that before you fully recover from one virus you catch another. We’ve been worried, and obsessively listening to you breathe. We’ve been so grateful for our friend/neighbor who is a pediatric ER nurse who has answered our texts/calls and come to check on you a few times. Today at the doctor she said she thought you were finally on the mend, and I pray she’s right. Otherwise your daddy and I have devised a plan for you and I to go to Grandma’s for a week to quarantine you and get your health restored. You’ve been so covered in prayers, and for that we are so grateful.

Sleep hasn’t been great since you’ve been sick (who can blame you though). Once we got your reflux under control and the first cold almost gone you were going to bed between 9 and 10, and would wake around 1,4,6 and up for the day around 7:30. As this month has progressed you not go to bed between 8:30-9:15, hopefully sleep for an hour or two in the pack n play before you come sleep on our chests for the rest of the night. We’ve got a good idea of your schedule and your 4 naps a day, but lately all the naps are being held or worn.

You give the best gummy smiles, and you started talking like crazy.

You love to suck on your hands, and sometimes your thumb. You’ve become an expert on blowing spit bubbles.

You love to be outside. You also had your first trip to the beach.

You started using your swing again, but you prefer the bouncer…

Speaking of the bouncer… you love bouncing. Literally squatting stops you from crying, and then we continue with a bounce and you will fall asleep… but the second we either stop bouncing or sit down you lose it.

You changed your mind, and decided you hate the car.

You have gotten so much stronger. You’re starting to push up on your arms during tummy time. You’ve got pretty good head control now. You like to sit up and look around.

Your brother and sister love you, but in an attempt to get you healthy again we’ve been trying to keep you separated… they don’t like it and it hasn’t gone so great.

I can’t wait for the day you feel better, and for what this next month brings. We love you more than you know precious girl!

Happy 3 months Cameron!

Happy Two Months Cameron Laine!

The days keep passing, and before we knew it you were already being loved for 2 months outside my belly!

If I’m completely honest, this was a rough month (more on that later), but as rough as it was we couldn’t love you more! You haven’t had your 2 month check up yet, but we brought you to the dr 4 days before you turned 2 months and you weighed 11lbs 1/2 oz! (UPDATE: At your two month check up on the 27th you were 11lbs 11oz [50th percentile] and 21.5inches long [6th percentile]. Your head is 15cm and the 40th percentile). So you’re chunking up and getting those Michelin man arm rolls that I absolutely love! You’re wearing 0-3 month clothes and size 1 diapers.

Your eyes are still blue with a blue/gray ring right around your pupil.  Some days the ring looks a little green, and we keep wondering if you’re gonna be the one to get daddy’s eyes.

You still sleep a lot… and my guess is because when you’re awake you’re screaming and in pain and completely wearing yourself out. So you revert to sleep. There is some consistency in your naps during the day… but bedtime is different every day and our nights are always different.  For the most part you gave up having parties between 2-5am, but you scream every night starting around 6:30-7ish, and it doesn’t stop until you pass out around midnight.  You must wear yourself out, because once you do that you sleep for 6.5-7.5 hours.  If for some reason you don’t scream all night, then you wake up twice.

All of this screaming brought us to the doctor.  After we tried probiotics and eliminating dairy, it didn’t improve.  You were diagnosed with reflux, and put on medicine.  The doctor says it takes about a week to work, and by the time you turned 2 months we were on day 4.  By day 2 the screaming for hours at night ended.  Praise God! Day by day we see little improvements, and you don’t seem to be in so much pain.  We will see how things are in a couple weeks when we go back for a follow up.

Since you were so uncomfortable, and spent most of your time screaming we never got a chance to put you down for tummy time, or really to even let your brother and sister hold you.  Aubrey just loves you so much and doesn’t mind holding you while your crying… Nolan on the other hand isn’t so patient.  You stopped using the swing all together this month, because you start crying the second we place you in it.

Most people who see you don’t believe how fussy you are, because you always seem to be asleep when people are around or when I’m wearing you.

Since we can’t put you down, we figured out that you LOVE to bounce.  We are constantly doing some sort of variation of walking and bouncing.  You like to sit up, and have us hold you up and bounce you.  It quiets you right down, and often times it even puts you right to sleep… but the second the bouncing stops those eyes of yours pop open. You also love squats. Daddy calls you his trainer, because as soon he stops squatting shortly after you’re crying again, and he starts to squat.

You are hit and miss on bath time, and I think it just depends on how uncomfortable you are.

You are the first baby of ours that loves the car.  If you begin to cry initially when we get in it’s because the car isn’t moving.  Once we back out of the driveway, you calm right down.  This makes me hopeful for the trip to Virginia later this year.

We got our first real smile out of you in one of the rare moments without crying.  I’m assuming we’ll get more as the medicine continues to work, and maybe even get a couple happy coo’s out of you. Grandma came to visit to give mom and dad a break, and she got some big smiles out of you.

I know this post seems horrible, and like you just screamed for an entire month (which truly is what it felt like), but it wasn’t all bad.  We got a lot of snuggles in which are the best.  We are praying that your three month blog post is much happier, because you’re doing much better! Even through all the crying (from you and me), and sleepless nights you are worth every single minute.  We truly love you Cameron Laine, and we can’t imagine our family without you.

It wasn’t pretty, but we survived!  Happy 2 months precious girl!

**I also realize that every picture in this post is making me look like a liar. I swear I’m not**

Happy 1 month Cameron Laine!

Our precious girl, your first month of life flew by in the blink of an eye! You now weigh 9lbs 11oz (50th percentile), and are 20 1/4 inches long (10th percentile)! You are officially out of newborn diapers and clothes, and you’re starting to get little rolls in your arms and legs to match the little double chin you were born with!

The first two weeks, I think you slept about 22 hours a day. You only woke up long enough to eat. We all just kept laughing at how much you were sleeping, and how you would open your eyes as immediately they would close again. Such a struggle for you to stay awake.

You’re on a pretty loose schedule. You usually wake up between 7-8am for 45 minutes to an hour. Then again around noon, and between 4-6 depending on the day. You’re usually asleep for the night by 7:30-8:30pm.

Our nights seem to be pretty rough because that’s when your gas bubbles seem to bother you most. You sleep for about 3 hours in the pack n play, and then after that first wake up it’s a struggle. You get pretty fussy, and we can only get you to sleep on our chest. The last week or so the stars align, and we get you back in the pack n play once or twice. We’ve had a few nights where you were awake for a couple hours just crying and crying because you were uncomfortable. We started you on gas drops, gripe water and a probiotic. After a week there seems to be a slight improvement.

We are thankful you don’t seem to have a witching hour, and as long as you aren’t struggling with gas you’re very content to look around. If you do get upset, your big sister is more than happy to start singing to you, and 8 times out of 10 you stop. Aubrey and Nolan let know the second you start to cry, and they absolutely adore you. Seeing the three of you together makes my heart so happy!

You’re our first baby that actually likes the car… as long as we aren’t idle. You’ve had two bottles so far, and take a paci on occasion. You’ve sucked your thumb a few times but nothing consistent.

The first week or so we spent lots of time trying to get you some sun to lower your bilirubin levels.

Around 1.5-2 weeks you started to develop a little newborn rash.

You weren’t crazy about your first bath, but you seem to like them now. One time you kept turning your head to try and drink the water.

All the time in your sleep you do the sweetest little laughs, and it just makes me smile.

We’ve made it through the first month protecting you from sibling smothering hugs, and flying toys. You take it all in stride, and with all the noise in our house I think you should be able to sleep through anything.

This last month we have been busy and so tired, but it has been worth every minute. We love you so much, and we look forward to what the next month holds! We love you Cameron Laine!

Cameron Laine’s Birth Story

Throughout my pregnancy with Cameron, I was being monitored and treated for ICP – Intraheptic Cholestasis of Pregancy. This was the same condition I was induced for with Nolan at 38 weeks and 5 days. This condition is typically developed in third trimester, and can quickly cause fetal demise if not properly treated.

While my bile acids remained in normal levels, I continued to have the itching symptoms. My OB and MFM specialist were on slightly different pages as far as treatment. MFM wanted to induce at 37-39 weeks assuming my bile acids would rise based on symptoms. My OB supported my decision to do weekly bloodwork, and if all remained low than I could go into labor on my own.


At my 37 week appointment with MFM, the doctor said based on labs he can support waiting on induction and allowing me to go into labor on my own, assuming lab work still came back normal.  If you know me, you will know I was thrilled.  I am pretty against medical intervention when it comes to birth.  I am a firm believer that God created my body (and all women’s bodies) to have children, and the more we intervene with His perfect process (when it is not medically necessary) the more we create issues within the birth process.  All that being said… my anxiety about labor and delivery was so high this time, I was not opposed to an epidural this go round.  I prayed I could do it on my own, but mentally I was not ready to go through this again.

So imagine my surprise when I went to my OB for my 37 week appointment, and the nurse practitioner walked in and said, “I have a call in to the on call dr to see if we can get you induced today.” I’m sorry what? Did my numbers rise? Nope. Still normal.  Unfortunately, my doctor was out of town.  I explained what I had discussed with my him, and she basically said better to be safe than sorry! I didn’t seem to have much say at this point.  This entire pregnancy and ICP was frustrating and exhausting.  I didn’t know how I was supposed to be advocating for myself, and for those of you that know me know that I also like to be in control of things.  I had been praying and praying the few days leading up to this that God would just show me the right choices to make for my little girl and I.  So when this decision came out of left field from the nurse and on call doctor, instead of fighting and advocating to go into labor on my own, I decided to trust that this was God’s plan and leave it in His hands instead of trying to have control myself. I did however beg the nurse and the on call doctor to let me wait to be induced until after Aubrey’s 4th birthday, which happened to be the next day. Though the nurse and on call doctor weren’t thrilled, they allowed me to schedule the induction for Saturday, June 15th.


I am pretty anti-induction (although this was going to be my second. ha. Funny how that works.), I will say being able to plan around a baby coming is AWESOME. My mom was able to plan to come to town and take care of the kids, and we planned for her to be there for the birth while my brother in law watched the kids.  So we got ready and packed our bags, we tried to rest, and then we waited…

….and waited.

What seemed to be something that was such a rush at my appointment on Thursday, turned into “there are no beds available, we will call you when we are ready for you to come in.”  So when my induction time came and went on Saturday evening, you can imagine how anxious I was feeling.  I had so much anxiety this entire pregnancy about labor and delivery.  To be frank, I didn’t want to do it.  I didn’t want to go through the hard, exhausting and painful process.  So thinking I was going in that night, and having it postponed just kind of built that up even more.  Thank God for my husband, who was able to calm me down and just hug me while I cried.  He kept reminding me that God knew the exact moment our baby would be born, and there was a reason it didn’t work out that Saturday.  Maybe her lungs weren’t ready.  Maybe she would have needed NICU if we went today.  Hearing this from him, just calmed my nerves and helped me to be filled with peace.

So Sunday came, and I was told that I needed to go to triage for a non stress test to monitor baby.  I called prior to going in, and explained that I didn’t want to come in if they were just going to call me later that day to be induced.  The charge nurse explained that I was next on the list, and to bring all of our things just in case they called while I was there.

So Paul and I packed up the car, kissed our babies goodbye and headed to triage.  Actually that’s a lie. We headed to a quiet lunch before our life turned into a bigger circus! ha. So we grabbed lunch on our way to triage, and baby did great on the NST.  While we were there, the nurse came in and explained that we would be called in shortly.  We could leave and grab lunch or we could head home until they called.  We chose to go home.  So on our way home we made a pit stop to Bass Pro Shops… because why not. So we grabbed some gifts to Aubrey and Nolan from the baby.  New little fishing poles they had been begging for earlier that week.  Then we headed home to rest.  The kids were at my sisters house with Grandma, and I couldn’t sit still.  No shows grabbed my attention, I just wanted to get this process going! Finally around 4:30pm I decided to try and lay down.  I had just started to drift to sleep when Ginger, the sweetest charge nurse, called me at 4:55pm to tell me it was time to have a baby.


So this time, Paul and I got in the car, and again grabbed some dinner before getting to the hospital.  We walked in at 5:38pm, they called me back and the process began.  The whole process started with a terrible, horrible, awful IV experience.  Attempt number 1, in my wrist.  Not only was it painful, but when she tried to take my blood, nothing came out.  So she did it again, on my hand… the blood came on this time, but it literally dripped.  Now I am not someone who has issues with pricks and giving blood, but this whole process was incredibly painful, and I’m also pregnant, about to be induced and super emotional.  So she walked out, and the tears just started flowing.

Finally at 7:40pm, the actual induction began.  Based on my previous induction with Nolan, they decided to use the same approach.  The nurse inserted Cervadil to ripen my cervix.  She was rough, it was painful and I could not hold back my tears.  To be honest, I felt violated, even though that was far from what was happening.  It was just an awful. From there, I had to lay on my side for 2 hours hooked up to the monitors.  So there we sat and tried to rest.  Me in the hospital bed, with an IV in the hand I use underneath my pillow, and Paul in a hospital cot, with the material falling apart.  All I could do was pray.  Pray that the medicine would be effective, that this would be a quick and smooth labor and delivery and that our little girl would be healthy.


At 9:40pm, the nurse came back and took me off the monitors, and from there I could move around and get up if needed.  By this time, I could already feel contractions that were getting pretty uncomfortable, and I knew there was not going to be any sleep in the future.

At 11pm, the contractions were so painful, that I wanted to labor in the tub.  Paul called the nurse in, and a different nurse came to check on me.  She asked how long the Cervadil had been in for, and I swear she was judging me and my pain tolerance since it hadn’t even been 4 hours.  She hooked me up to the monitors to check on me and baby before they could let me go in the tub.


At 11:20pm she came back in, and Dr. Haddock had said I could get up and labor in the tub.  So that’s where I went, and spent the next couple of hours.  So here I am, sitting in the tub having contractions, listening to the women SCREAMING in rooms on either side of me having babies.  All I could think, was how soon I was going to have to do that.  I told Paul he needed to turn on some music to cover it up.  I couldn’t keep listening to them.  So he turns on Pandora, which is set to Hillsong United station… except for 15 minutes they played not 1 song I know, and songs that just irritated me because they couldn’t distract me.  So I had him turn it off.

From there my contractions picked up, and they were only about 1.5 minutes apart, and they were painful.  So around 12:30-1am, Paul called the nurse in and I asked her to check me.  I needed to know that I was making progress.  So she took out the Cervadil and checked me, and I was only 3cm dilated… I felt defeated and exhausted.  It was too much pain for me to only be 3cm, and I knew it would be a long night.  So at that moment, I caved.  I asked for the epidural, so I could get some sleep.  The nurse began prepping me for an epidural, which required a flush of the IV line, and a bag of liquids.  Except when she went to do all of that, my IV was hurting so badly she decided to redo the work of the previous nurse.  So here I am, strong contractions and getting my IV redone.  Thank goodness this nurse got it right, and the pain from the IV stopped.  She flushed the IV, it wasn’t painful, and she started me on fluids.


At this point, my mind was set that I was getting an epidural… and now it seemed to be taking FOREVER!  With each contraction I felt mentally defeated, and so incredibly exhausted.  The nurse had me get on the bed in the position needed for the epidural, because the CRNA was on her way to give me the epidural… except she never came.  Apparently outside my room, she got called to an emergency C section.  My nurse came running in with IV pain meds (which I should point out, I have always told Paul that is the worst idea ever.  IV pain meds go straight into my blood stream, and so in my head they would completely affect the baby, and I didn’t want to do that to her), but I was in so much pain all I said was, “is this going to affect my baby?” to which she replied no, and that was good enough for me!  So she gave me the medicine, and IMMEDIATELY my head dropped and her and Paul laid me on the bed.  It took the edge off of the contractions so I could rest a little bit, but I still felt each contraction.  The medicine only lasts for 30-45 minutes (I honestly have no idea how long it worked for me, because I was out of it!).  During this time, Paul was having chest pain.  I remember being really worried about him, but I was too out of it to actually do anything about it.  His pain passed, and around the same time I came out of my haze.

Once I came out of my haze,  it was go time.  Literally.  I told them I felt like I had to go to the bathroom (since it wasn’t my first rodeo, this time I didn’t think I was going to poop). They measured me again, and I was 9cm now, but there was still a small part of my cervix in the way.  Flashback to Aubrey’s birth, I told them a small part of my cervix was in the way when I had my daughter, and the doctor had to physically move it out of the way so I could begin pushing.  After that, with the next contraction, I started pushing.  I wasn’t trying, but that was what my body was telling me to do.  With the following contraction, my water broke.  A couple pushes later, and our sweet girl was born at 3:17am!


As they handed her to me, I just thought, “oh sweet girl. You were so worth it all.  I would do this all again”.

God just proved himself so faithful to me again.  Not only did the medicine take, but our little girl was in our arms only 7 hours and 37 minutes after my induction began.  To say He answered my prayers to have a smooth, quick labor and delivery goes without saying!  The delivering doctor told me it was a good thing I was induced, because had I gone into labor on my own, I may not have made it to the hospital in time.

Unfortunately, since she arrived so quickly, my sister wasn’t able to get the amazing hospital pictures that we got for Aubrey and Nolan.  This time though, it was really nice to just have Paul there by my side getting me through, and I will forever be so proud of him that in the excitement of our little girl being born, that he remembered to grab a picture the moment they handed her to me.


Welcome to the world precious Cameron Laine!

June 17, 2019 at 3:17am

6lbs 10 oz • 19 inches long