Every now and then, Heaven and Earth meet up for maybe just a moment. Times when you know that you are shaking hands with Heaven and your heart grows so large you fear it just might burst. I felt it holding hands with Chad across a beautiful alter and saw my future in his eyes. I felt love unfurl like feathered wings when I held Lauren for the first time in my arms, and again when I held Evan. And when I heard Reece cry out when he took his first breath, I felt my breath go out of me. I, once again, was in the company of Heaven. I really believe that you can not get any closer to the creative process then when a mother gives birth to a new little baby, fresh and innocent.

I started feeling contractions the day before Mother's Day. They would be about 1 hour apart from each other and they never got any closer. Which was both agonizing and a relief. In the roller coaster that is our life, Chad got laid off at the end of March and we were still waiting to hear back from work force services to see if I qualified for Medicare. On top of that, I was not a fan of my new doctor and was still on the hunt for one that I would feel comfortable with. So even though I had to deal with contractions every hour on the hour, I was a little relived that they didn't seem to get closer together. Then on Monday, we found out that I did qualify for medicaid and we were able to pre-registrar at Ogden Regional. On Tuesday, I met with Kathy Mark, a midwife at Circle of Life, and LOVED her. And on Wednesday, the contractions started to get closer and closer together. By 1:30, they were like 5 min apart. I took a hot bath and just laid down to relax to see if they would go away because Reece's due date wasn't until the 28th, so I had some time. But instead of going away, they got more intense. By 4:30, they were one right after an other. So Chad called his mom to come over while I laid in agony on the couch. Soon Chad was like, hey we should just get you over there and I will bring the kids back here. So we got in the car and made the two minute drive to Ogden Regional. We got there at 5:30, got a room at 6, where they told me I was at a 5. Chad said good bye to take the kids to his mom and get some magazines so he can have something to do while we settled in for the long wait. However, at 6:30, after my epidural, they checked me again and it turns out that I was complete! I started to cry, of course. You would think that with this being my 3rd, I would get over the nerves, but Chad wasn't there and I couldn't get a hold of him. They were wheeling in all of the equipment and baby extracting gear, and still no Chad. Finally, he walked through the door!! Oh my gosh I was so releaved, and just in time too. Because our mid wife followed right on his heels. 10 minutes later, Dr.Mark had put Reece, all purple and screaming, onto my belly and Chad was cutting the cord. I have never had a delivery that went that quick!! (I don't count the three days of contractions).

It was so nice and amazing to hold this little guy in my arms. All my fears of being able to parent three kids went out the window. My anxiety that I shouldn't have had that blue cheese salad or else I would ruin my baby forever, was gone. 10 fingers and 10 toes, big blue eyes and a healthy pair of lungs was laying in my arms.




Those two days in the hospital where such precious days. Just me and Reece. I love my little Reeces Pieces! He is so precious! 7 ibms, 20 inches long, born at 7:20 on May 11 2011. The kids just adore him. And lets be honest, who wouldn't.





My dad came by with Rita. I may not have my mom, but I have all of these people in my life. I use to worry that I was depriving my kids of a grandma, but I look around and I see all of these others who have steped in and have more then filled that hole for Lauren and Evan, that whole is over flowing with love. They have Rita, who they call Grandma, Chad's mom who is Grandma Nancy, and Chad's step-mom, our sweet sweet Mi Mi.



I love my dad. We gave Reece the middle name of Wesley after my dad.

Grandma Nancy holding Reece.

Auntie Shari came over with my cute nieces and nephew, Sammie, Rylee, and DJ.


She gave me this adorable little outfit, which turned out to be perfect since I didn't have time to pack anything for the hospital. I didn't have an out fit to take Reece home in.

I still can't believe that I have three kids! I still feel to young to be the mother of three!

I love my little guy. I spend my days trying waiting for those little moments where time slows so that I can hold him and kiss his soft cheeks. I relish the sounds of his grunts and even his crys..which sounds like a peacock I kid you not!! It makes me laugh every time he does it. I just love being a mom. Any sacrifice and hardship vanishes when I hold him in my arms. I am just so in love.