Update on the noggin!

Dr. Hatch called a bit ago and everything looked good. Nothing to be concerned about. We'll still keep an eye on it and watch for any symptoms. We are just very happy that nothing is wrong with our boy!

Trip to the Dr.

Well, we've always known that little bug had a big head. It runs in the family. But, when we went to the dr. they were a little concerned with how quickly it was growing.  Everything started out normal for the first few weeks of his life and his first few checkups.  Then there were 2 checkups within 2 weeks of each other. He went from the 92nd percentile into the 100th percentile in those 2 weeks. On the little growth chart they show you, his line had gone straight up. So, they said we'd keep a close eye on it just to be cautious. We went back to the dr. today, 11-16-11, and of course, the line went straight up again. Dr. Hatch decided he didn't like that too much so he decided we should go over to EIRMC to have an ultrasound done on his head. They do it through the little soft spot on the top of his head. Pretty neat actually. And he slept through the whole thing.  The ultrasound tech made me and Chad a little nervous because she didn't say a word the whole time she was doing the ultrasound. THEN, another tech came in and said she was going to come take a quick peak as well. Now I was really nervous! It gets more nerve racking. She doesn't say a word the whole time she's in there either! So needless to say, what I thought would be a normal dr appt., turned out to be a long morning of people messing with Ryker bugs head. No results yet. But I will keep you all posted.

I need to re-take english

As I'm reading back through my recent posts, I noticed that I write in MULTIPLE persons. 1st person for awhile, then 2nd, probably some 3rd. I'm not really sure which ones because again, I need to re-take english. So, sorry for the crappy flow, but at least I got them done.

The day has finally come!

Sorry, lots of posts right in a row, but he's sleeping good right now so I gotta get it done while I can!

Seriously? In all my research, all my reading and in my big brain of knowledge, I didn't know what I was supposed to do when my water broke! Perfect! So, I call the one person I ask all my stupid questions to. Tahnee: (sleepy, cause it's 11:00pm) Hello?! Me: "Hi, um, my water just broke." Tahnee: "seriously? (why does everyone think I'm joking!) Me: "yeah, so what do I do? do I go to the hospital? do I wait for my contractions to start coming regularly and hurting?" Tahnee: "Um.....no, I would just go to the hospital."
Despite my mother's nagging for weeks to pack a hospital bag, I hadn't done it. Now, I rush to put whatever I think I might absolutely NEED that night. We grab my bag, a changing pad for the seat in the car, and head to the hospital.
EIRMC is only like 10 minutes from our house, but Chad is driving like he can see the head and we live hours away! I started timing my contractions in the car and telling Chad that we didn't need to hurry that fast until my contractions got close together. Ha, they were 4 min. apart the whole way there. I waddle my wet butt through the emergency room doors, down the long maze of hallways and finally to L&D clear at the other end of the hospital. They got us into a room right away. I thought I was going to be tough and hold out on the epidural until I was in real pain. We checked in at 11:20ish pm. I was calling for my epidural by 2:30am. Chad and I tried to get some sleep after Chad makes all the necessary calls.
Everything went well. I wasn't feeling a thing. I was sick to my stomach, had the shakes really bad (which happens with the epidural) and was having a hard time breathing but other than that, I was great. I was going to meet my son that I had worked so hard for!
Dr. Merril was on call. She walks in the room in capri's, a t-shirt and tennis shoes. Looked like I had interrupted her Saturday gardening. She puts on the gown and gloves, and does her job. 3 contractions later and there he was! My beautiful blue son! Wait, blue? Yep, totally blue, I'm talkin whole body blue, but he was just  fine! Perfect in fact. He remained un-named for about 8-9 hours. Finally around 11:30pm we decided he looked like a Ryker. So after much anticipation we welcomed Ryker Sledge Young to the world ~ Aug. 6th, 2011 @ 1:50pm 7lbs. 10 oz. 20.5 in. long. 

Aug. 5th,2011-- 9 days before my due date

I complained enough to Dr. Baker that I had had enough. I was set to go into the hospital to start to thin my cervix on Sunday Aug. 7th at 5:30pm. PLAN CHANGE: The date was Friday Aug. 5th, 2011. Chad's brother Andy had just gotten into town from MD. Chad's family was set to go to the annual float trip at Uncle Frank's cabin in Salmon. Of course Chad and I weren't going because of how close it was to my due date. Having the baby on the Salmon river didn't sound like my kind of fun. Before they left we decided to have dinner together. Burger King it was! We all got together at our house to eat and chat before they left. The fam left around 7:30ish, Chad and I watched some Tv, played an intense game of soccer on the Wii (I blame this game of soccer) and then we got ready for bed.

Chad had already layed down and started to doze off. I was finishing my night time routine and had just layed down when.......(I think to myself) "uh, what was that? that didn't really feel/sound right. Guess I better go check." As I get up to walk just across the hall to the bathroom, I feel, well, like I had lost a little control of my bladder. (My thoughts resume) "Could this really be happening? I can't hold my bladder? Or......could that sound really be what I'm thinking? (yes, I heard a strange sound when it happened)" The funny thing about this is that I had just gone to the dr. that morning and asked Dr. Baker what would happen if my water broke. His words: "It's very rare that your water will break on its own, but if it does, you'll know it." Ok Doc! So, by this time, I had figured out that what had happened was my water had broke. It's now 10:50ish p.m. I call out to Chad from the bathroom. Me: "Uh Chad?" Chad: "Yeah" Me: "My water just broke." Chad: "Are you serious?" Me: (chuckle) "Um yeah!" Chad: (panic) "ok, so what do we do?" Me: (another chuckle) "I don't know!!!!!"

A bun is FINALLY in the oven!

I got pregnant around our anniversary/Thanksgiving of 2010. We found out (by a tiny, very faint, pink line) on/around Dec. 4th (because by now, I know EXACTLY how long it takes for those hormones to show up on a test. I'd taken more of those things than I could ever count!) So began the healthy eating, no drinking, no caffine, multiple vitamins and supplements, baby asprin, folic acid, B12, Metformin & Prometrium. 
All was well for the first 7ish weeks. By week 8, I was sicker than a dog. It was a total surprise to me! None of my sisters got sick while they were pregnant, why would I!?  But seriously, I barely left the couch for the first 3 1/2 months.
Chad is a great husband and took wonderful care of me. He made me food, made sure I got sleep and probably felt my pain everytime I had to run to the bathroom. My parents and family were awesome too! Mom always brought us food (since I wasn't really cooking for Chad because everything in the kitchen sounded and smelled disgusting!), dad always came up to check my blood sugar (which was always low), Tahnee always answered all of my stupid questions, Kaysha came to take my blood pressure (which was always really low as well).  Needless to say, I had the BEST support team anyone could ask for. 
I had to take it easy for the first little while because I had placenta previa (diagnosed via ultrasound at 8 weeks). Not very hard to do since I was so sick.  After about week 16 I started to feel pretty normal again. Which was great! I started working part time. Which was a big help on my stress level.
I swore I was going to be that person who took a picture every week or month to document my growth and fill out a journal so I would remember every bit of my pregnancy. Well, that didn't really happen. I took pictures when I remembered or noticed I had gotten GIANT over night. I filled out my pregnancy journal when I saw it sitting on my nightstand and thought "hmm, it's been awhile, I probably ought to jot something down."
I had a pretty easy pregnancy (except for the morning sickness).  I LOVED it. I rented a doppler heartbeat monitor online and listened to his little heartbeat everyday sometimes twice a day for pretty much the entire pregnancy (seriously, I didn't return it until after he was born.) The time flew by so fast. It seemed like it took forever to get pregnant (well it did), then it took forever to get to 12 weeks (the safe point), but then, the rest of the pregnancy seemed to fly by! Until the last few weeks that is. Everyone was telling me I was small, but from the inside, I felt giant. There was absolutely NO room left in my abdomen! Again, cue- Ryker Sledge Young.

Most people don't have to "try" (don't worry, not TMI)

It takes the "average" couple 3 months of honestly "trying", to get pregnant. It takes a 16 year old 1 night. :) Just kidding.
 After 5 months of no birth control and pretty much trying, still no baby for us.  So, I go to see a wonderful dr. in Rexburg named Dr. Lovell. He decides I obviously have a problem. I did research upon research. Everything I could find about infertility, treatments, homeopathic methods, etc.  We still started the meds. and multiple (and I mean MULTIPLE) dr. appts.
 Meanwhile, everyone around me is popping up pregnant, except me.  It got to me. I'm not going to lie. I stopped getting excited for people when they told me they were pregnant. I know that sounds mean but I felt like I was the first person everyone told when they got pregnant. I was throwing a pitty party and always asking myself, "Why? why me? why am I the one they always tell when they find out they're pregnant? why am I the one they always ask about how to get pregnant (if I knew don't you think I would be pregnant!) or what to do once they are pregnant?"
  I saw Dr. Lovell for probably a year and a half. He & his associate did great and we finally had some good results.  But driving up to Rexburg sometimes twice a week, became too costly, so I switched to Rosemark Women's Care in Idaho Falls. 
There I used the same methods as I was using with Dr. Lovell.  I'm not going to go into all of the meds, treatments, etc. (if you honestly want to know, I'm more than willing to share, just ask!) on here but lets just say, about 2 years after starting to "try", with some losses along the way, we finally got pregnant (and it stuck!) Cue Ryker Sledge Young! (aka: the joy & love of my life + Chad)

Giving this a try :)

Well, I've decided to give this a try. We'll see how it goes. I'm not very good at keeping things updated but we are going to start from the beginning, so, here it goes!