We had to work really hard for baby number 4. I found out I was pregnant the day we set off to girls camp but i "knew" about a week before that. We had started trying for a baby right before Parkers first birthday. He was 2 1/2 when we finally got lucky! I think a
lot of it was that my thyroid was crazy off for awhile. It was emotionally draining to have to come to the realization every month that i wasn't
preggers yet. But then i was and.......IT SUCKED!!!! I cant tell you how bad this pregnancy was, it started out terrible and just got worse. I was comatose sick for about 2 months and then just miserable. I still believe that this was not truly my hardest pregnancy, but since i knew it was my last i just wanted it over. My back didn't hurt as bad as when i was
preggers with Cate or Parker, but my hips ached so bad i had a hard time walking and there was no sleeping had. I was blessed to have such amazing friends near me to take care of me and forgive me for my crankiness!!! I felt terrible for my kids, it was like they had lost their mom and I was replaced by a yelling impatient monster!! The last couple of months Parker was attached to me and we spent
a lot of one on one time together. With both girls in school he was my movie buddy and i loved those days! I knew this baby was a boy, i just did, and when we went to get the ultrasound and it turned out to be a girl i was stunned. I cried
a little and was really upset. In my mind i knew that a boy would make my house complete. It took a couple of months to realize that a girl was wonderful. I never thought of myself as a "girl mom" but here we are, 3 girls and 1 boy. As the end of the Pregnancy approached i could not have been more irritated with everything and everyone. I was prepped for a c-section and it terrified me. Parker was a c-section and I have nothing but the worst memories of that day and the terrible recovery. But my doctor here said they would try for a vaginal birth if my body cooperated, my body never does. We scheduled an induction for Feb 8
th. My actual due date was Feb 14
th. Truthfully i think the doctor was confused when he said he would induce. He had previously told me he doesn't do that. My fears of his mistake came very real when i
was in the hospital all hooked up and ready to go and nurses came in tell tell me the docs were unsure if they were going to
go through with the induction. Luckily they did. I had almost no progress all day
and it was terrible. At about 6 pm my doc came in and said I needed to make more progress or they were going to do a c-section. I was terrified and had Richard call our Elders Quorum Pres and I got a blessing. At 8 i still had no progress was stuck at a 4
ish. the doc said i needed to make significant progress by 9 or we were going to surgery. I have never prayed so hard in my life, i knew i couldn't do a c-section, it was just to much for me to even think of. When 9 rolled around i knew i was in for surgery and i had a calm feeling. But surprise surprise i was at a large 9 and was ready to go. I only pushed through 2 contractions and there she was!! After i pushed i puked, that makes 2 times puking that day, weird!! She was beautiful and had dark hair. When they weighed her and she was only 8 lbs, i said " shes so small' and the doc said " only people who have 10 lbs babies think 8 is small". I still laugh about that. She is small and perfect. She nursed like she had been doing it for years and is still a pro. Her siblings love her and cant keep their grubby hands off of her! Welcome to our family, Gwendolyn
Mattise Thurston