Our first born

William Maverick Sprunt

Friday May 13, 2016:

5pm-- Hanging out at the pool with Robyn and cute little Saylor. Trying to stay cool in the hot Arizona heat. Talking about how nervous I was for the baby to come and so curious to finally find out if it was going to be a boy or girl!

8pm--I had just finished dying my roots and it was the last thing on my list of things to get done before the baby came so I was in a good mood.

9pm-- Sam got home from work. (his work schedule for the summer is the worst...he is working 9-9, lame! But come September, we will get to have him home a lot so I'm counting down the days!) He was rushing to eat dinner because they had a work meeting that night from 9:30-11:30. I was changing into my pjs and felt a gush of water come out of me. I called to Sam "I think my water broke!!" But he just laughed and said "Yeah right, you probably just peed your pants or something" I was only 38 weeks so we thought I still had a couple more weeks to go because they say that average delivery for first time moms is about 41 weeks. 

9:30pm--I told him just to go to the meeting and I would call him if anything happened. (I had no contractions yet) I called my mom and told her what had happened and she said to call the hospital and explain to them whats happening and they will would be able to tell me if it was my water or not. I called over there and the nurse said to just come in and they would check everything out to see if I was in labor or not.  I sent a text to Sam and told him what they said so he came home to help me get my bags together and get the carseat buckled in the car and we headed over there. At this point the only thing I was worried about was the dog. He had finally just got settled in and comfortable with our new apartment, I hated having to leave him alone not knowing if we would be back soon or not. haha!

10:30pm--contractions started on the car ride over to the hospital, but they were not very strong so I was still unsure if it was even time yet.

11pm--we pulled into the hospital and they took me back to check how dilated I was and how things were looking and found out, its time! They sent us up to our room but I was dilated only to a 3. I called my mom and sisters to tell them that I had my room. Lauren asked if I wanted them to drive out to be there to be with us and I said yes! (That way someone could go back to the apartment and check on Montee lol!) 

Saturday May 14, 2016:

12am--nurse gave me my IV and put me on petocin, which starts giving you regular contractions and gets the ball rolling. If your water breaks then you have to deliver the baby in a certain amount of time because the baby is more exposed to infection. This is when things got bad, real bad. 

1am-4am--HELL...The contractions were TERRIBLE. I told them I wanted to have the epidural but the anesthesiologist was in surgery with someone else and I wasn't dialed enough yet so I had to wait a little bit longer. They gave me a pain killer so that it would help me before the epidural came. I don't know what they put me on, but I was high as a kite and saying the most random and funniest things. lol! Sam took some video of me and they are pretty funny. Next time any of you see me ask to see the videos, I'm too embarrassed to post them on the internet, haha! The contractions were getting worse and worse and I was making a fool of myself laying in bed; screaming, yelling, sweating, crying and getting mad at Sam for no reason at all. haha I can't even explain how bad the pain was. Everytime a contraction came, I wanted to die... which was every 3 minutes. Ugh, literally the worst! 

4:30am--Sam was so great and stood by my side the whole time. I know that he was so tired and just wanted to be able to get some sleep, as did I. The nurses would come in occasionally to check and see how I was doing but I was just screaming at the top of my lungs and would get mad at them and ask when the contractions would stop. Ha! Finally the anesthesiologist came into the room and they were trying to get me to sit still and breath so that he could poke my back. So they sat me up and he stuck the needle in my back but I could feel the baby coming and it was time to push, I looked at the nurse trying to help hold me down and said "I need to push, its coming!" He took the needle out of my back and wasn't able to give me the drug...They laid me back down, got the doctor in the room and I pushed 3 times and he was here!  

4:58am-- It's a BOY! 6.8lbs and 19 inches long. Perfect. The moment they told me it was a boy I just felt a whole lot of love in my heart and looked and Sam and just kept saying "It's a boy, it's a boy!" He looked at me with tears in his eyes and said "I love you so much" and gave me a big kiss. He called his family while they laid our baby on my chest and I was in tears. Tears of joy and tears of pain. Everything happened so fast and it is still all a blur (mostly because of all the pain I was in haha) 

6am-Lauren and Ricky were there in the hospital with us to report that Montee was at the apartment and doing okay.

4pm-- Mom was with us and was so happy to meet her first grandchild! She said the second she saw him it was a flashback to when I was born because I had the same amount of hair that he does. 

I can't believe that I had a natural birth, it was totally not the plan and a really crazy experience. As painful and miserable as it was, I did love it and am happy with the outcome, obviously. 

I was in the hospital for two days and two nights. The nurses were all so so sweet and took such good care of us. We finally decided on a name the second day. William Maverick Sprunt and he will go by his middle name. Its a Sprunt family tradition, Sam's full name is William Samuel Sprunt and his Dad is William Mark Sprunt and Grandpa is William Jack Sprunt. It goes waaaaayyy back, like 10 generations. The first born is given the name William and goes by their middle name. Its so great to be able to keep up the tradition and carry on the last name for them. I love it! 

Maverick has been the greatest thing that has ever happened to us. I am totally in love with him and will do whatever I can to keep him happy and healthy. Sam has been the biggest support through it all and its like we fell in love all over again. He is our little miracle that we created together and I can't wait to watch him grow!

We moved!

Here's a clue...there is ALOT of these where we live now:

That's right, we now live in Arizona!...Cactus and rocks everywhere!

We are so so excited for what is in store!

Sam got a new job with a company called Aptive. We are here in AZ for summer/fall (till October) doing summer sales, then heading to good ol' Utah where the company headquarters are.

We have been here for 2 weeks now and LOVING IT!

There is a green belt area behind our apartment that leads to a lake, that is great for taking Montee on walks. I love seeing all the palm trees and grass cause it makes me feel like I'm in CA still :)

I know it sounds totally crazy and your wondering why and how we are going to do it with a baby coming in a month and a 150 pound dog..

We decided to take the job/make the move for alot of reasons:
1. better pay/income
2. more affordable places to live
3. safer areas for me to be at home with the baby
4. I don't have to work and can be at home to raise the baby (Woo-hoo! stay-at-home-mom! the job I have always wanted to have!)
5. we still aren't too far away from California which makes it super easy to still see our all family and friends

Those reasons pretty much sum why we picked up and  moved out of California so fast. Haha! I just have to sit here and laugh because it is still so crazy for me to hear that we don't live in California anymore, its like totally going against everything we have always said. But when you start growing a family and "growing up" you realize what things in life you really want and what matters most. Your perspective on things changes in a whole different way.

As for me and updates on the pregnancy...I finally have a bump that can't be hidden from baggy T's and flowy dresses. Baby is here and making himself/herself known! 35 weeks in counting! I was able to find a new doctor not too far away from where we are living here in AZ and get all my records transferred over with the insurance (not so easily, but eventually I got it all taken care of...working with medical offices and medical insurance is a PAIN)

It feels SO GREAT to be in our own place again and have all my stuff back, I feel at home here. And I have come to see, its really not the fact that I have my home decor, plates, bowls, couches and bed back that I feel at home...its just being with Sam, and Montee in our own little nest that makes me feel happy and at home.

Half way there!!

WHOO-HOO!! 20 WEEKS! I can't believe it. 

One of the coolest things about being pregnant (besides being able to park in the 'expecting mommy' spot at Babies R' Us) and maybe, the really only cool thing, because of the fact that I have been so sick and something just always feels off... i.e. peeing like every 30 mins, not sleeping through the night (like ever), gaining weight and feeling so depressed cause I can't fit in my size 2 jeans anymore, and the heart burn...oh goodness, let me tell you real quick about my first experience with heart burn: I was home alone and I felt something weird in my chest and then all of a sudden it was hurting ALOT and almost like getting hard for me to breath, I call Sam to tell him I didn't feel very good so he is asking me to explain to him whats happening and whats wrong but I just didn't know what was happening so then I start panicking and crying and like making myself sick. Montee can sense something is wrong and is all in my face sniffing & licking and the last thing I want is a dog in my
face. So Sam leaves work to come home and help out. Come to find out there really isn't anything he could do to help, except rub my back and get me a glass of water...lol poor guy. I think he was a little frustrated at this point. Annnnyyyywaaaayyy. Heartburn is terrible and it just feels like your chest is going to explode. Luckily my cousins wife, Danielle mentioned to me later that month to take TUMS when it happens so now when I feel it coming I go straight for the TUMS. They save me.

Ok. So. Now that we are totally side tracked, back to what I was saying... the coolest/best/most amazing thing so far about being an expectant mother: feeling the baby move! The first time I felt the baby move we were sitting in church. I just leaned over and whispered to Sam, I think I just felt the baby! I knew it would be happening soon because they say it is supposed to start happening around 16 weeks but usually a little bit later in the first pregnancy. For me it was at 18 weeks. It feels like butterflies fluttering in there at first and now it just feels like a baby moving in there. Haha! I can't really think of a better way to describe it. And last week when we were laying in bed watching 'Making a Murderer' (which I highly recommend, its intense!) I could feel the baby moving so I had Sam put his hand there and he felt it too! It's such a weird thing but sooo amazing. It has become very consistent at night time after diner, before I go to bed.

The feeling of not being alone is so great. I have had the thought in the back of my mind the whole time that the baby is there with me but feeling him/her moving makes it so much more exciting! Going to the store, watching TV, talking on the phone, making dinner, I am always reminded that I am not alone. I smile constantly thinking about being able to finally kiss the sweet little face of the baby in me moving around.

So even though there are alot of things I count in my book as a negative side of being pregnant... feeling the little thing move around makes all of those things not seem so big of a deal.

Only four more months till the baby is here!

Christmas Season

                               

Going through a pregnancy this time of year, I can't help but have SO much love and respect for sweet Mary. I can only imagine the type of pregnancy she experienced. Knowing that she was giving birth to the Savior of the world had to cause her to feel so so many different emotions.... And she gave birth in a stable... I mean come on, that's pretty impressive. She traveled by donkey for days to be some place safe to give birth to our Lord, while being 38 weeks pregnant. Yikes. I can't believe the things that she went through to be the mother to Jesus. And then there is Joseph... What a trooper! We don't really have details of her being sick but my guess is that she did because of no modern day medicine there to rely on; which means he was her medicine, her shoulder to lean on. He took great care of her and made sure she was as comfortable as possible. He tried so hard to find somewhere for her to give birth but all of the inns were full. I'm sure all he wanted was a bed for her to lay in. He had so much faith in Mary, and love for Jesus. What a beautiful story of Christ's birth and what His mother and father went through to make sure He was as heathy as possible.

I want the same for our sweet baby. I have such a deeper love for Mary and Joseph and what they went through for Him. I know the emotions that they had to experience and it's a great feeling to know I will have that same kind of love for a child soon! 

I hope everyone is having a wonderful Christmas season! Remember to pray to the Lord and thank Him for all the blessing we have and thank Him for coming to this earth for us. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! (I can't wait for what 2016 has instore for The Sprunts!)

Why do they call it 'MORNING sickness'!

It's more like 24-hour sickness.

Literally. I have been sick all day, every day of the week...

It's started right at 6 weeks and fingers crossed it will stop when they say it's supposed to at 13 weeks.

I can not believe I am already in the second trimester. It's so crazy! 

Even though I have been feeling so crappy and throwing up once or twice daily, I love this baby so much. It's a love I have never felt before. It's hard to describe and put into words but it's like I know this baby so well already and only want what's best for her/him.

A lot of people have asked if I have any weird cravings yet. Nope, I just am willing to eat anything that will help settle my stomach and make the nausea go away. And as far a being sensitive to smells, that hasn't really happened either. Maybe I'll get lucky on that one and get away with that symptom from happening. 

The other night when I called my Mom to complain about how sick I was feeling, she said something that has helped me alot mentally. When she was pregnant with us girls, she would get really sick. Her Mom would tell her "if your sick then it means your going to have a heathy baby!" 

Granny was right about that! We all turned out to be not that bad.. I'm praying it will be the same for our sweet Baby Sprunt. 

I am looking forward to starting to feel better soon but mostly for our baby to finally be here!