The Young and the Restless

Maddox Jay Young



Maybe it was the 5 hours I spent cleaning the house that day. Maybe it was the hour I spent walking circles around the cul-de-sac that evening. Maybe it was running the bases during kickball that night. Maybe it was the bike ride to and from the park, or maybe it was the sobbing prayer I said after losing my temper with my kids and telling Heavenly Father I couldn't handle pregnancy anymore....whatever it was, something worked. Monday night I had gone to bed around 10:30. Jason was up still and when he came to bed around midnight it woke me up. He was quietly trying to tip toe in the room and I think I gave him a heart attack when I realized that the sheets were soaked and I screamed in excitment, "my water broke!" I immediately jumped out of bed and ran around like a mad woman trying to get my hospital bag packed, call Chelsea to come watch the kids, call my mom to tell her the good news and of course put my hair extensions in so I wouldn't have crazy hair for the post-delivery pictures :). I felt like it was something right out of the movies. This whole time I had been worried about going in and being sent home because it was false labor so I always thought it would be so perfect to just have my water break and know that it was a for sure thing, so I guess my sobbing prayer really did work! We woke Kylie up to tell her so that she could help Jayden in the morning since we wouldn't be there and of course she was sooo excited. Chelsea was so nice to come stay the night with the kids and as soon as she got here we were off. I had a couple of contractions along the way, but nothing too bad. When we got there I think they doubted I was in labor because I was so giddy, excited and not in any pain. Thank heavens for the get-in-free-cause-my-water-broke card. I was just surprised at how much water I had in there. I thought most of it had gotten out in the sheets but with every contraction it would gush out all over. Sorry, I know that's gross, now just imagine having to sit in it. We got there around 1:00 and I was still at a 4 when they got me all hooked up. They decided to start me on pitocin right away, which I thought was weird because my doctor said they didn't like to do pitocin because I was a VBAC and that's why they wouldn't induce me. Oh well, I was just happy to get things going. I held out on the epidural until I was at about a 6 and I seriously don't know how anyone can go drug free, I was about to die. I almost bit Jason's thumb off while he was giving me the epidural (love you, babe) but everything was good after that. Last time I kept having panic attacks from the epidural because I hated not feeling in control of my legs, but this time was much better because he didn't do as strong of a solution so I could still wiggle my little toes. It also meant that I could feel alot more during the delivery, but I was okay with that. He was face up which was kind of slowing things down a bit, but the doctor was able to reach in there and turn him around (it hurts just thinking what that would have felt like without an epidural!). I wish I would have been better about remembering the times, but it was probably around 7:45 that I started pushing. All those spin classes didn't pay off because I was still so exhausted from the pushing! I could feel so much more pressure this time and I was just begging him to get that kid out. Finally with a little snip-a-roo he was born at 8:06, weighing 7 lbs 3 oz and 21 inches long. It doesn't matter that this was my third time having a baby, it was still the most unbelieveable feeling in the world to see him for the first time. He is so perfect and we are all so in love with this kid. So it was really funny because my friend Kristen was due a week after me and the whole time we were saying how fun it would be if we were in the hospital at the same time. She was scheduled for an induction Monday night, of course I was so excited for her but also kind of sad that I wasn't having my baby too. So one of the first things I thought of when we were headed to the hospital was that we really would be having our babies together! Her little guy was born 2 hours earlier (we both were in labor for 7 hours), they weighed the same and Maddox was only 1/4 inch longer (which I'm crediting towards the big cone head). She was staying right down the hall from me and it was fun wheeling our little babies back and forth to visit eachother. It was also nice having someone to keep me awake during the dreaded discharge class. I also loved having my bishop (we've got the greatest bishop) and friends (I've got the greatest friends) come and visit at the hospital. After having no visitors with Jayden since we were new to the ward, it really meant so much to have so many people excited for this little guy to come. Thanks so much girls for coming to hang out, and sorry you guys got kicked out by the cranky nurse! We came home Wednesday evening and have loved being together with our new little family. Kylie especially can't get enough of him. She was sobbing when she had to leave him at the hospital to go home. She left a little Barbie that she had gotten from her happy meal in his bed so that he would remember her. All the nurses kept thinking he was a girl because of the doll, it was kind of funny. She would be happy to just sit and hold him all day long, it's so sweet. She just wishes that I didn't have to "milk him" all the time. He's even growing on Jayden and it was cute to see him snuggling with him in bed this morning (we let the kids have a sleepover on the floor in our room last night because they were so excited to have him home). The only thing he's not too fond of is his name. I spent most of the pregnancy trying to convince Jason to name him Damon and Jayden picked out his middle name, "Zachary" (that's his absolute most favorite name in the world). Jason wasn't totally sold on Damon and a couple weeks before he was born we finally agreed on Maddox. Jayden was ticked and refused for the longest time to call him by his real name. Even on the way home from the hospital he put in one last plea saying "you and daddy can call him Maddox and me and Kylie will call him Damon Zachary". It was a valiant effort. I've also loved watching Jason totally melt over this little guy, he's already got his daddy wrapped around his little finger. Welcome to the family little Maddox!