Karl and I have been loving getting out and having some family quality time all together (and my camera of course). Kyson loves being outside its so cute watching him pull out the grass with his little fingers and then trying to get it out of his fingers before it makes its way to his mouth. I hope everyone is doing great and enjoying the sunshine :)
The Tulip Festival with my boys was such a wonderful experience. We walked around and explored for hours until they were actually closing. It was obviously beautiful but one thing I extra loved was seeing so many people with their cameras. Not their phones taking pictures but actually cameras. It made me wish I could see everyones work at the end of their day because we all see things differently and I love growing from other peoples work.
If you thinking to yourself "Does Kylie know we still have 5 months before halloween?" Yes, yes I do but sometimes a creative idea and putting watercolor on your face can't wait. These last few months I have an urge to be creative like I have never felt before. I'm someone that would always describe myself as creative, unique and doesn't mind standing out, but lately I fall asleep with ideas. I have dreams about ideas and wake up with ideas. It then hit me if you could take the creativity out of me I'm pretty sure there would be nothing left but my skin and bones. I know God made me creative for a reason and so I'm going to try and see how far this "being creative" can take me. Who wants to join for the ride??
This project is titled Bleeding Your True Colors because I sometimes feel the creativity inside me just itching to come out. If your soul was to bleed what would be revealed? A lover of nature? An explorer? A teacher? A reader? I hope we can all push the talents god gave us and become extraordinary.
Driving around seeing all the beautiful blossoms its hard not to have a smile on your face. Macro photography is one of my favorite things and with blossoms comes tons of bees! We have a beautiful apple tree in full blossom out side our apartment. It was like a little piece of heaven trying to photograph them as the buzzed from one flower to the next. If you would like to see more images that I took head over to my photography website Kylie'sPhotography.com :)
(Karl and I were so upset we didn't have our skate boards with us once we saw this beautiful road and mountains in the background, looks like we will just have to go back soon)
Watching Karl change Kyson diaper on the hood of our jeep just melted my heart with happiness.
Karl and I have gone on many road trips since the time we met. We had quite a few people tell us to do as many as we could before having kids because once you have kids it becomes too hard. Yes we had to do a bit more prep work and planning but it was totally worth it. I felt like the trip was fun and free of stress. With that said if any of you have tips for traveling with kids please let me know :) because I never want to stop going on family adventures.
Although this road trip was only to Antelope Island which is less than 2 hours away it felt good to start going on adventures again. I didn't even know that this awesome place existed or that there are buffalo that close to Salt Lake City! It makes me wonder how many people living there know or maybe it's just me that was out of the loop.
If you have any advice of traveling with kids or some cool places we should go please let me know :) And thank you for all the support after my last blog post, I feel so blessed to have so many awesome people in my life.
I have been debating if I should write about this for a while now, because this was the hardest experience I have ever been through. I had heard that motherly love was strong but I didn't know how strong it truly was until it was the only thing keeping me going. I want to quickly add that I know many families/mothers who have gone through something much harder than I have. I now understand just a little more your pain but can't imagine the entirety of what you have experienced.
We weren't even home for 5 hours before we were on our way to the emergency room with little Kyson. He had a fever of 101 F which can be a very scary thing for a newborn baby. They started running tests and I thought I was terrible with needles until I experienced watching my child get pricked by a needle. I had to have Karl stay and hold Kyson during it while I walked the halls crying.
Luckily one of the first tests came back positive for Influenza A. If they weren't able to find anything they wanted to do a lumbar puncture so I was so relieved that we didn't need that to happen.
Kyson was then admitted to the NICU. I was very emotional, seeing as this was my little baby and that I had just given birth the day before my hormones were a bit all over the place. Karl stayed with Kyson and I went home to pack up something so we could stay there in the hospital with him. But after running around our apartment packing I came down with the flu as well. The next 14 hours were the hardest 14 hours of my life. I was too sick to even walk myself to the bathroom so I was stuck at home away from my new baby and my husband. I remember thinking if I could go through labor 10 times to make Kyson healthy and back in my arms I would in a heart beat.
That day was spent having my sweet mother help me to the bathroom and my dear sister came over to help me pump so I could at least feel like I was helping Kyson. It was so draining physically and emotionally but by that evening I had the strength to walk to the car. My parents drove me to the hospital where Karl was waiting at the front door with a wheel chair and face mask for me.
Finally being able to hold Kyson was amazing. I was crying lots and lots. Sadly I couldn't hold him long because just that car ride was so much for me. Karl took me up the hospital room that would be home for the next couple days. In my journal I wrote "That night was long, full of bloody adult diapers, pumping with engorged breasts, force feeding myself so I could take my pain killers and sleeping" It was rough but knowing Kyson was just on the floor below kept me going.
My mom snapped this picture (picture below) on our last day, at the moment I was thinking no one can ever see this picture! But it shows how crazy our life was.
Karl usually stayed down with kyson but would come up about every 3 hours to help me pump and get out of bed so I could use the restroom. Luckily near the end I could do this more on my own. Karl was there to feed Kyson and change every one of his diapers exept one that I got to do near the end. I felt so embarrassed because it was the first diaper I changed and Kyson was already about 5 days old.
I struggled fighting off the flu for a little over a week and half. My fever got up to 104 F at one point, it was hard keeping up with feeding Kyson. I joked that we might need to let my milk cool down before feeding him :) But it was nice being home with Kyson and Karl.
I'm sorry this is going up so late but I really debated sharing. For those of you who have gone through/going through something similar or harder my prayers go out to you.
I wake up in pain and my mind started going crazy with questions.... Was this a contraction? Just cramping?...... Did I eat something bad?..... Is this labor?!?.... No it can't be... I'm sure they will go away in a few hours like last time.
After using the restroom and trying to fall back asleep it's obvious these are regular contractions. But would these ones stay, or just die down after a few hours? I don't want to wake Karl unless I'm sure this is labor. I make my way to the living room and begin to time each contraction. How long each one was and how close together they were. It takes an hour of timing to finally convince myself this was the real deal.
I wait until the end of a contraction to walk back into the bedroom. Sitting on the bed and saying his name to wake Karl. I don't know how one tells their spouse they are in labor so I decided to say what we have been saying to each other throughout my whole pregnancy "Wanna have a baby?" His face lit up. I explained how I had been timing them and they were 5 to 8 minutes apart and that if he needed to sleep longer I would wake him up when I needed him. He chuckles at this remark and expresses how he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.
Gathering a few last things to bring with us and going over my check list to make sure we have everything. I realize with this small amount of moving around my contractions are becoming more intense and closer together. I accepted the idea that we will be going to the hospital a few hours before I thought we would be.
Going into the bedroom to get dressed it takes me trying on 3 differents sweats pants to find some that actually fit. My legs, feet, hands, lets face it my whole body is so swollen it's hard finding something to wear.
We arrive at hospital and get into a room. I'm scared they are going to send me back home because I feel like my contractions should be more painful but they are 3-5 minutes apart and getting stronger with time and movement.
My doctor is delivering so they can't admit me until he checks me. Which leaves me to be monitored for a little while and then walk the halls to help ensure that I would bestaying here and having a baby today.
Admitted, walking around room and staying positive. With each contraction thinking of it as intensity not pain and picturing our little boy working his way down so he can arrive.
Enjoying a dose of Fentanyl to help take the edge off and switching up my position by sitting in bed and walking around.
Taking advantage of their huge bathtub and allow the warm water to help keep me calm and relaxed.
12:00 PM (Noon)
Things are starting to move faster and getting more intense. Trying to stay calm but feeling my anxiety creep up with the unknown of how much longer this will be and how I will handle it.
Decide to ask for an epidural. I feel it's getting close and don't want to go into an anxiety attack and end up with a c-section.
The anesthesiologist is doing his best but keeps missing. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, Karl in front of me, holding and supporting me. Between contractions the anesthesiologist attempts to put my epidural in. After a couple contractions my water breaks, my body begins to push and I feel I have no control over it. The contraction ends and he tries again for the epidural. Another contraction begins my nurse and Karl help me keep my breathing under control. The contraction ends and finally my epidural is in but before it can really kick in, my body is going into pushing mode and I have no control. Karl pretty much lifts and lays me onto the bed, the nurses put my legs up and the end of the bed down. The Doctor comes in and another contraction begins, I push. The contraction ends and Karl gets really close to help me with my breathing. Another contraction begins I'm feeling determined. I try pushing as long and as hard as I can. The contraction ends and the doctor asks if I want to feel the top of his head. I reach down and quickly respond "That is so weird! I don't know if I like that" The nurses laugh and I find myself half smiling half laughing about it too. Another contraction begins and I push as hard and as long as I can. When I finally hear it "He's here!" this is also when I feel it, a massive relief like when you take a huge dump. Yes TMI but I had heard that's what it feels like and I would like to confirm it haha.
Kyson is born. The doctor holds him up and I see my little angel for the first time. Nothing compares to the love, joy, and peace you feel. It was like time stopped and that precious moment was forever, just staring at him. I finally shed my first tears of the day not in pain but in complete happiness. They lay him on my chest and he stops crying and becomes so peaceful.
My little angel was here, healthy and perfect. This will forever be one of the most incredible life changing moments, that I will cherish forever.
Kyson weighed 7pounds 13 ounces and was 20.5 inches tall.
I wanted to thank my amazing husband and mom who were there with me. I wouldn't have been able to do it with out them by side. Karl and I feel so blessed to have been able to experience this together and now go into this next chapter of our lives as a family of 3.
I hope you all enjoyed seeing a few of my favorite lipsticks for this time of year. If you have any favorites please let me know :)
Hello everyone! I hope you are all having an amazing day :) Because I am now at 39 weeks I think this will be my last pregnancy update post, Hopefully I'll be posting photos of our little boy soon :)
Sleep: I have been having such a hard time sleeping because I'll wake up with pains in my hips because he is so low. I'm also getting up to pee every hour (for reals every hour).
Contractions: There was one night a few days again when I thought I was having them but they sadly went away around midnight. I have heard thats good though because it means my body is slowly starting labor so it will have less work to do when I'm in real labor.
Food Cravings: Ice-cream! I have never liked ice-cream until a few weeks ago. At this exact moment I'm eating peanut butter ice-cream but salted caramel has been my fav :) I have also been loving bagels with either cream-cheese or Nutella.
Stretch marks: I have decided to just act like I'm collecting them because they are slowly moving around the tops of my thighs and I think I'll get them around my belly button really soon. I just remind myself that life goes on and theres always laser treatments :)
Movement: He isn't quite as active as he used to be or maybe I'm just getting use to it now. It is funny when he stretches out his legs because my whole belly becomes this horizontal oval, almost like I have a large football under my shirt vs the usually basketball.
Hospital bag packed: Yes :) Thank you so much to everyone who commented or messaged me, there was so much helpful advise. I feel way more ready now. (If you have anything you wished you had packed or was grateful you did pack please let me know!)
Thank you so much for all the love and support. This last week has been quite difficult for me. I get very anxious not knowing exactly when he is going to arrive. It doesn't help that I have nothing to do but wait around, I think I have reorganized different parts of our apartment at least a million times :) What did some of you moms out there do while you waited for your little ones to arrive? Walk around and eat spicy food to get them to come early?? I'll admit I have been doing that, it usually just leads to me having heart burn :)