I have about 100 things I want to blog about but I know if I don't get Finn's birth story down, I will forget!
My official due date is tomorrow, September 22. Since I have a c-section, my Dr. takes me a week early so I was scheduled to go in September 16th.
Barrett and I were sitting on the couch the night of September 6th. We were talking about what a big day September 7th was for me last year. I sat with my Grandma Griffin as she left this Earthly life. I feel beyond blessed that I got to be with her in the last few hours of her life. I don't know if there are adequate words to describe the impact my Grandparents had on my life. As I have gotten older, I realize that I probably wouldn't be who I am today if I didn't grow up next to my Grandparents. Their house was also so warm and inviting to me and I knew I would be loved while I was there. My Grandparents always made me feel special and taken care of. In a small, small, small way I felt like being with with my Grandma when she passed let her know I was there to help take care of her. It was emotional as I thought about her and my Grandpa being together again.
Barrett and I talked and I really wanted to do something special to remember my Grandma on September 7th. We talked about making Grandma Griffin brownies and maybe taking some flowers out to their grave. Nothing I was coming up with really felt right. I went to bed that night and still hadn't come up with anything great.
Sunday the 7th. I was kind of hoping this day wouldn't come! How had it been a WHOLE year without my Grandma? There are still times I drive past where she lived and think I should run in and see her. I got up and got ready for church and wasn't feeling super great. I should mention that I never really went INTO labor with Morgan OR Max so sadly, this was my 3rd pregnancy and I still didn't know how labor was "supposed to feel. I was feeling pretty uncomfortable most of the morning but we decided to go to church. Sitting through sacrament was not a awesome experience. Barrett and I both got up to bear our testimonies and I said a silent prayer that my water wouldn't break while I was up there. After sacrament I was pretty sure I was having contractions and came home. Barrett called the Dr, on call and she said to come in a get looked at.
SO....our babysitter that we had lined up to come on the 16th was on a weekend babysitting job and all our neighbors were are church. Chris and Jenn were in SLC at the fair and I was hoping to NOT bring 5 kids to the hospital. Lucky for us, my Mom DID for one time in her life answer her dang phone and came to sit with the kids.
I was just going up to get put on monitors so I didn't pack a bag or even bring the camera. I told the big kids I would probably be back and to be good. I went up and they hooked my up to a few monitors and I was indeed having contractions!!! I asked the nurse what the plan was and she told me they were going to watch me for an hour and decide.
About 30 minutes later, another nurse comes in and starts to put an IV in my arm. She said " I need to get this in and they are going to take you back in about 20 minutes." I said " To where?" I think she thought I was probably the dumbest person. "Uh, to do your c-section. Dr, Horsley is on his way." I looked at Barrett with A LOT of excitement and a bit of panic!! Barrett ran home to get the camera and got changed into scrubs. HOLY CRAP. OUR BABY WAS ON HIS WAY!!!
When I found out I was pregnant with Finn, I NEVER in one million years thought we would reach this day. I was SURE I was going to miscarry again. On our trip to Florida to pick up Molly, this fear almost became a reality. I started to bleed pretty heavily and I was sure this pregnancy was going to end in devastation.
When Barrett got back, the panic had pretty much set in full force. I had a HORRIBLE spinal block when I had Maxwell and the thoughts of having another were going to do me in. I actually contemplated just going home :) Barrett has always been the calm to my crazy. He quickly gave me a blessing and talked me down a bit.
Before I knew it, I was headed back. They did let Barrett be in there while I got my spinal this time and that helped a lot. It was in and working in just a few short minutes. Dr. Horsley came in and my c-section was started. Finn William Labrum joined us shortly after that. It was a flawless c-section and our perfect miracle baby was here. I got to snuggle him and they took him over to be cleaned up and weighed. Barrett was guessing he weighed 8 pounds and he was just about on. 7 pounds and 10 oz of perfectness.
I was wheeled into recovery and we called the kids to face time them. I think we were ALL in shock he was here. I sat with Finn on my chest and couldn't believe what today had brought us. I couldn't think of a more perfect way to make September 7th more special.
I know everyone thinks their kids are miracles ( as they should) but honestly, I don't know if there is more of a miracle for us than Finn. He is the answer to so many prayers offered by not only us but family and friends in our behalf. He has taught me to never give up on things, the Lord DOES answer prayers and faith.
As I sit here and type, he is sleeping next to me and I feel beyond blessed for his life. It truly is a gift to us and I like to think my Grandma played a part in the day he arrived.
WE LOVE YOU BABY FINN!!
As a side note... I have had a few people ask where we got his name. We just like the name Finn. With a house FULL of boys, it was the last name we could agree on :) My maiden name is Griffin and I think Finn is short for Griffin ( Barrett hates the name Griffin, don't get me started on why he hates the name!!) William is my Grandpa Griffin's middle name. I hope Finn knows how important his name is and lives up to what that means.
