2013 was a stressful year to say the least! After my sudden fainting episode late July & debilitating health issues to follow for months, without a ton of resolution as to what was going on, I was so ready to leave that year behind and move on for good with 2014. By January I FINALLY had begun to feel normal again. I could walk up the stairs minus heart palpitations & without feeling as though I had just run a marathon. I could walk across the room & not experience the worst vertigo I ever knew was possible & the chest pain that I had had on and off was completely gone. And the fuzzy cloudy feeling I had hovering in my head since the day I passed out finally lifted. I was SO grateful to feel as though I was going to be okay again, because truthfully, for a while there, my hope was really running thin. Although incredibly grateful to be feeling back to normal, I continued to stress for weeks into the new year because of all things, I really felt like we should have another baby, and soon. I wondered how in the world I could ever even consider pregnancy after what my body had just been through & I knew it would be pretty controversial considering that pregnancy is so hard on your heart. (Not that I really care what others think but I just didn't want to deal with the raised eyebrows & questions & I knew there would be plenty.) Ever since Parker was born though I had felt like we had another little boy up there. This was awesome news because I had always wanted 2 & 2, but after what I had just experienced, the thought of carrying another baby really stressed me out. A lot. I didn't want to be irresponsible and compromise my new-found health which in reality was still in question. The cardiologist basically reprimanded me for even asking about my ability to have another baby, but my general physician that I had begun seeing regularly finally gave me the okay in the beginning of 2014. But I knew what I really needed to feel confident was to feel that peace that can come through sincere prayer. After weeks of praying to know if my body could handle this , that although I had known for a long time that it needed to happen, I needed to KNOW that in so doing I would be okay. That I wouldn't cause a bigger health risk to myself. I received the strong impression that all was going to be well and that my health would be protected. I was filled with the confidence that I needed from a reassuring Father in Heaven that my body would be able to handle this pregnancy and deliver our little boy to us. Chris needed a little convincing since he was concerned about my ability as well, but he soon felt it too. Very soon after(mid Feb), this happened:
I didn't know what to expect with this pregnancy. I was extremely cautious and even though I knew & had faith that in the end all would be fine, I wasn't sure of the nine months leading up to that point. I think I fully expected something scary to happen with my heart. But there was nothing. No heart palpitations. No shortness of breath, even going up the stairs. For that not to occur after having it for months with no sure explanation, was very much a confirmation to me that myself and this little being inside of me were being watched out for. As time went on and things continued to go well, I was filled with so much gratitude. I feel like I've always been watched out for, in every situation going back to my childhood, and this was once again confirmation that I have a loving Savior who is there for me and watches over me. That I can pray to him and receive direction in my life and answers to my prayers. So grateful for that knowledge. It's something I cannot deny as I have witnessed His hand in my life, time and time again.
I felt I didn't need an ultrasound to tell us, but at 20 weeks it was confirmed that we were having a BOY and we were of course soooo excited. We brought all three kiddos with us to the ultrasound and Parker couldn't stop beaming at the news. I was so, so grateful to be able to give him the gift of a brother!
My legs! So gross, I know! But also so unbelievable that it's worth the embarrassment of the pictures. Those are the back of my legs (kind of looks like the front) and these pics aren't even when they were at their worst. Crazy, right?! Especially since I had never had a vein pop up anywhere in my life! Amazingly, now, post-baby, they are gone! I might have a little discoloration in a couple of places, but really nothing. Amazing & incredibly lucky after how bad they were!
Like my previous two pregnancies, I began early preterm contractions and dilating as a result of them. By 33 weeks I was dilated to a 3 and 90% effaced. I was so uncomfortable for those last few months but with three other kiddos there is no choice but to go about regular life so I just did my best to slow down when a lot of contractions would start up. I was always a little stressed that I might end up having this baby at home or in the car. I counted on my water breaking again like it did with Lexi (& I soooo wanted it to - once I hit the 37 week mark that is!). I was sure it had to happen but even dilated to a 4 by 35 weeks... the weeks ticked by and to mine and my Dr's astonishment, I made it to my induction date, November 6th - 39 weeks. I went in early that morning 6:30ish and I was dilated to a 5 1/2. Chris' parents met us at the hospital to take the other kiddos for us. I was started on a tiny bit of pitocin & was quickly at a 10. My blessed epidural had just fully kicked in and in just a few pushes (3!) our little Tyler Michael entered the world! Is it weird to say that I love giving birth?! I have been sooooo lucky to have four amazing deliveries. You always hear horror birth stories (well so Parker's might have been more "horror-like" - pushing for 3 1/2 hours- typical first - but I still loved it!), but honestly, mine have all been so great! Super lucky! Such an incredible experience!!!
And here he is! So perfect! So thankful!!!
6 lbs, 5 oz
(our second smallest baby - Lexi being the smallest at 6 even)
Cute even crying. :) First bath.
Oooh I just love him!!
Later that day, Chris' parents brought the kiddos back to meet their new brother. They all seemed pretty happy about him. And they were pretty happy about staying at Gma and Gpa Hansen's house for a few nights too. So thankful for them for taking such good care of our little people!
These girls are so sweet with their new baby Ty!
Going home from the hospital. Check out those loooooong fingers!!! Gets them from his Chris. His arms are super long too. Maybe he'll be tall???
Honestly, adding this little guy to our family has been a really smooth and natural transition. The kids love him to pieces. Chris loves him and I just can't get enough of him. I wasn't sure how having a baby again with three other kiddos would go - I was pretty nervous to be honest, but it's been great. Don't get me wrong, I'm so exhausted, which means I'm a little "cray" at times, but I'm so, SO grateful that this little guy made it safely to our family! He is a joy and I am just trying to soak in every bit of his tininess, because I know how fleeting these moments are.
Four kids.
Four amazing kids.
This is what it's all about!
So very blessed. So very thankful.
What else is there to say? :)





