Tuck August Moedl

So to be honest, I kind of forgot about my blog. I made a goal to post more once I had the baby, and then he came and I just forgot that it even existed. I would say it is thanks to instagram, because that is where I pretty much post daily. But I have decided it is important to keep a blog as a kind of journal. I have always been terrible at that, but I really want to be better so that there is a record of our lives for our kids and so on to read. So here is to renewing my goal of blogging.

Since it has been a while, I think this post will be dedicated to Tuck's birth story. I want it for my records and really don't want to forget it. So here goes. I was pregnant for 9 months with Tuck. That is pretty standard since I'm not an elephant or anything. I enjoyed being pregnant. I never got too sick and only mildly uncomfortable. That changed, however, near the end. Those last 2 weeks, or probably even that last month of being pregnant is sort of torture. By that point we had everything ready for our little man and it was simply a waiting game. I was going to the doctor weekly and even time I went in I was 1.5 cm dialated and 90% effaced. I thought for sure I must be close but it never actually changed. So I scheduled my induction for a week after my due date. My due date came and went and contractions started but never were consistent enough to warrant a hospital visit. But then Dec. 30th came and it was time to go to the hospital.

I woke up at 5 in the morning waiting for the hospital to call and tell me what time to come in. They did, and said to be there by 7. I showered, finished packing us and we left. I have never been more scared and excited for anything. We got to the hospital and I got all hooked up to the machines. The nurses started me on the petocin to force me into labor. They told me at the point I could have my epidural whenever I wanted. I decided to wait until the contractions were too painful to handle, and kind of set my self a goal of 10am. Turns out, the petocin makes you go into labor quick and the contractions were super strong super fast. I no longer wanted to wait, and at about 9:15 was asking for the epidural. However, the anesthesiologist wasn't at the hospital yet so they had to call him and I ended up waiting til after 10 anyway. Which sucked. I mean more power to those women who want to labor naturally but I am not one of them. I am grateful for modern medicine that allows me to experience child birth with out the intense horrible pain of child birth. Anyway, I got my epidural and was feeling much better and then was just hoping to have my baby soon. I continued to dilate slowly but surely. I don't exactly remember but I would say I was at about 8 cm 10 hours later. I thought for sure baby would be coming soon but he was being stubborn. During this time, my epidural wore off and I had to get another dose shot through my IV. The family was patiently waiting for news that baby was here but we weren't able to give it to them. The next few hours consisted of my epidural wearing off over and over and only progressing to a 9. After about 18 hours of labor, the nurse told me if I didn't progress any further in the next hour I would need to have a C section. So we waited out the next hour and still nothing happened. My doctor came in and said we could try waiting one more hour to see if I get to a 10. I agreed. At this point I was already pretty tired because I couldn't sleep very well due to my epidural only working really well on one side. Dan was awesome and stayed up with me, keeping me company. The hour passed and I still was only at about a 9.5cm. My doctor came and talked to me and said we could do a c section or I could try pushing him out anyway even though I wasn't fully dilated. I decided I wanted to push.

Let me preface this with something. My sisters Erin and Tamara both told me that they only had to push once or twice with their babies before they were out. I was fully expecting this to be the case with me. What I was not expecting was to be pushing continuously for almost 3 hours straight. It was exhausting and scary. I remember thinking over and over, "he's never coming!". I even told the doctor that I didn't think he would ever come. I also kept asking the doc, "do you see him?!" and he kept saying, "I'm sure I will soon!". This wasn't reassuring. After about 2 and half hours I started crying. I kept pushing but I started crying because I was convinced I would never have a baby. I know that is silly but at this point it had been 23 hours of labor and I was so tired and a little delirious. But that's when my doctor told me my baby was almost here. A few minutes later I heard him crying and saw his sweet little face.

I was still crying but now it was because he was here and my whole world had changed. It's amazing how that sweet little baby changes absolutely everything in those few seconds. They laid him on my tummy and he looked at me with the most awake, alert eyes ever. It was magical. He was 8 lbs 12 oz (he was a giant baby) and 21.5 inches long. He had dark hair and the biggest eyes ever. He was perfect. After they cleaned him off, Dan and I just held him and laughed/cried and couldn't believe we actually made a perfect little human. Dan took him and went with the nurses to give him a bath and get some tests done. I went down to the recovery room and just sobbed. Seriously it was weird and a little pathetic but I just cried and cried because I was so happy and also insanely tired.

They had to run a bunch of tests on the baby because I ended up getting a fever during the labor and that often can lead to an infection in the baby. The results came back a little bit weird so they admitted our baby to the NICU and said he had to be there for 48 hours and then they would run the tests again. This broke my heart that my brand new baby couldn't be in the room with me. But I was eternally grateful again for modern medicine where they could take him and get him feeling better. They put an IV in his head (worst ever) and put him under the lights. This was so hard for me to not be with him, but also gave me the chance to just sleep for a few hours and get back to normal again. Then I went to the NICU to feed him and cuddle him all day every day until they ran the tests again. He was all better and we were able to take him home. That was such a blessing because I don't think I could have handled leaving the hospital without him! The day before we left we finally decided on a name for him. Tuck August Moedl. He is our new best friend and is the best thing that has ever happened to us. It's amazing how much we love this little turd and how much closer it has brought us to each other and to our Heavenly Father. We are SOOO happy!!!!!

before!

after!

he's here!

our little sweetie

the IV in his head. Poor little champ. 

all hooked up. 

with daddy! Love these two!

TUCK AUGUST MOEDL

going home! 

is there sugar in syrup?

Update: we are having a BOY. So excited! A mini Dan. ...could be scary, but at least I know he will be so handsome. :) We are so so happy! It is really fun to now know its a little guy in there squirming and kicking around. I love it. We were both surprised, even though I kept telling Dan I knew it was a boy. I was just trying to be on the opposite side of him since he was sure it was a girl. (I'm sweet that way). But the doctor said BOY and Dan said, "ARE YOU SERIOUS??!" ha, it was a really fun day. So far the pregnancy has been good. Not really sick anymore, just tired and certain that my tail bone is broken in half. Luckily I have Dan around. He is the best ever and so sweet to me, even when I am crying for no reason. He should win an award. and I should go get some brownies. Here is a photo of our little playa. He is so wise.

On top of that, we will soon have a house to be able to bring that guy home to! We are so big! We have finally began the process of purchasing our home. It's a townhouse in Lehi. It should be finished on the 27th this month. I honestly can't wait to be able to decorate and paint and spend all our money in the process. Thank you pinterest, for making me feel like I have to have a cute, trendy home or I'll be judged.



We partied hardied this last weekend. Our friends the EVANSes came in town from Texas and the YOUNGBERGulars were here from New York. It was soo much fun having them here! The boys giggled like school children and we played games for hours on end. I am not exaggerating. Hours and hours of Dominion and Settlers. Girls shopped and got our nails done, boys went shooting, and we all ate a lot. It was an excellent weekend.

Girls Rule



Boys drool

The Possibilities are Endless!

I feel like I am such a lazy blogger these days. I enjoy blogging so I have a way to document us but sometimes it is just hard to keep up with it. I am renewing my efforts and adding that goal to my list: Blog More.

Dan says I have a really good KIP impression. You know Kip, from Napolean Dynomite? That is so sweet of him, and he is right, of course. "You're just jealous Napolean because I get to sit at home chatting with hot babes All. Day. Long." ...Told you I was good.

Last night we went bowling. It was fun, but I really sucked. I am a really inconsistant bowler. Actually maybe not so inconsistant as just plain bad, but every now and then I get lucky and have a really good game. Last night we put bets on it. If I won I got a 30 minute massage. If Dan won, I have to somehow incorporate the phrase "The possibibilities are endless" into every phone converstation I have all day Monday at work. I obviously lost, so Monday will be a very funny day especially considering my job is 90% phone calls.

I never did document our Holiday Season so even though Christmas feels like forever ago, we had such a great time I must still write about it. We went up to Idaho to spend the holiday with Daniel's family. It was great to see everyone and so fun to spend time with them. We watched White Christmas (one of my favs) on Christmas Eve and then patiently waited for Santa to come. Or not so patiently... I woke up at 7 and was too excited I couldn't go back to sleep. I laid there and laid there til I finally couldn't wait anymore and had to wake Dan and his sister up. I'm like a child I know but I just LOVE Christmas morning. We all got spoiled and then had a delicious Christmas breakfast that Michelle made. mmmmm. The rest of the time was spent playing games and getting to see a bunch of family. It was quite a jolly time and I'm glad we got to go up there!

New Years. We are partiers. Our friend Dave As Well came down and we played games, they woke me up at 11, and we rung in the new year with some Martinelli's and jumping up and down. It was very exciting and should have been televised.



 


like I said... partiers

 

After New Years I'm always a little sad because I have to wait a full year for Christmas season again. Why does it only happen once a year? That should be changed. :) 

 "Peace Out." (Kip voice again).

Top O the Marnin' to Ya!

OCTOBER... is already over? Wowza mates, that went fasty fasty. It has been quite the busy month for us Model's. I mean Moedl's. Dan started his new job, which is awesome, and so far so great. He is doing loans and has been super busy licensing and training as well as starting a new semester. October happens to be the busiest time of the year at my job so I have been working long long hours. We have learned that while going to bed at 9pm may be totally lame, it is def a necessity. I can't complain though, we have been getting our party on too, and playing a lot with da fam and friengs. ALSO, fall has finally shown it's beautiful face and my boots, scarves, and jackets have made there way to the front of my closet. Oh I love this time of year. Pumpkin treats and hot apple cider are the only things I will be eating for the next month. Here is documentation that we are fun people:

My freakin cute cousin BROOKIE DOOS got married to WILL WALK. Love them, love her dress.

Bridesmaids. So silly.

Dan the Man, Taylor's wife or whatever, Taylor

sparklers are fun to write your name with.

Cousin lovin. Brooke's bridal shower!



All the girlies at the shower. This shower was suppper fun. We succeeded in embarrasing Brooke beyond belief which is always the goal.



Annual Family Pumpkin Patch Outing.

Halloween. Any excuse to dress up is good with me. Dan is a cute bunny and I am a leprechaun. I told you that in case you are dumb and couldn't tell from this picture.

Harry Potter, Taylor Swift, Fairy Princess, Pirate, Witchy Witch. SO cute.

Halloween Partaaaayyyyy. We sure know how to get down with our bad selves. Delicious food at this here party and a very spooky fog machine.



Us two hardcore lucky ducklings at the CELTIC THUNDER Concert. If you don't know of this group, please do yourself a favor and look them up on the You Tube. They are an Irish singing group of dreams. Seriously I love them.

 We will now be rewarding ourselves with a trip to Vegas with some pals to see the Boise State game. The game is because I love my husband so dearly, but I really intend to getting a new pair of boots. Possibly similar ones to these.... oooooohhhh, awwwww...

The Greatest Show On Earth...

Get Fired Up! It's the greatest show on earth! ...

Dan and I went to the Ringling Brothers Circus tonight with my fam. I think I was more excited then my neices. There were tight rope walkers that rode bikes across the tight rope, acrobats that did all kinds of flips over each other, trapeze artists that blew my mind, beautiful horses and ZEBRAS that did spins, and a circle of at least 12 tigers all around one guy that walked on thier hind legs and did tricks. And the elephants. Oh the elephants were so awesome. They balanced on tiny little cup things. One even did a hand stand. I wanted to be the girl riding the elephants and standing on their backs.

It made me think of Water for Elephants and I just wanted to go take care of one of the elephants and teach it tricks. Which PS. I loved that book and that movie. So good. I wonder if circus life is still like that.

We took tons of pictures on Dan's phone but for some reason none of them saved. boo. Oh well, best night ever!