Wednesday, February 4

The Birth of Our Second: Declan Brent Gunnell

I think I will start this by saying my second birthing experience was truly wonderful. If you read my first birth story, you'd know that despite it being a long 13 hours and the hardest thing I've ever done, it was amazing. It was also unquestionably one of the best days of my life.

This time was no different. Except a zillion times faster, easier, and overall, less painful. I wish I could be the one to tell you that birth isn't painful, but unless you are one of the few lucky ones (or one of those with super crazy mental control--like people who use hypnobirthing) it is. But it's different for everyone and you can handle it. And this second experience has made me so optimistic for next time because I know what we can do differently to make it even better! (Number one thing to change--make sure the doctor is there when I start pushing!)

Anyway, I really wanted to remember the details of this birth experience so I could go back and compare it to Tenley's birth as well as future births, so I took notes in the beginning of my labor and Dalin sneakily found them (on his laptop where my blog page was open haha) and added a ton to it for me, which was both helpful and kind of funny because of the way he says certain things that I never would have said or remembered (or known if he hadn't told me!).

Following, are the notes I took after we got settled at the hospital around 10am on Friday, January 30th--my induction date (at 39 weeks pregnant exactly). I had originally been scheduled for 6:30am but we got a call right before we headed out the door delaying us because some pre-term twins had come in to be born. The called back a little after 9am, letting us know we could come right in!

  • Upon arrival, (we said bye to Tenny outside the hospital--no babies or kids were allowed in labor and delivery due to flu season--after taking a last family photo) I was hooked right up to IV with fluids and pitocin in my left wrist (which left a big, very sore bruise two days later).
  • The blood pressure cuff was put on left arm, and the baby's heart rate monitor and contraction monitor were on belly. 
  • I feel like a science experiment being hooked up to so many wires. 
  • A strange warmth has begun in my lower back (and now that it's happening, I recall having the same thing with Tenley).
  • Feeling bored and hungry. Waiting is hard, and I'm so impatient for things to start happening here! 
  • There is a little bit of pressure in my lower back, slight pressure on my pelvis building.
  • Despite those complaints, the IV tape pinching my wrist hurts more than anything else right now haha.

I didn't get very far before Dalin's laptop was close to dying, so it went on the charger and later, Dalin (secretly) took over the note-taking for me. I added in my additional comments in gray.

  • Epidural was done twice because first time hit a vessel. Dalin almost passed out watching the epidural (you won't want to know this dear, but there was a spurt of blood out of your back and then it kept bleeding, that's why)
  • Much happier after epidural
  • Tingling and warmth in feet right away
  • Water breaking was nothing (I was scared about this part originally since mine broke on its own last time, but I didn't feel anything except the hot liquid gushing out)
  • Blood dripping toward Dr. Pace hand, had to warn him (haha, he wasn't wearing a glove on the hand in which he had the hook he had used to break my water so I thought he should know since he wasn't seeing it)
  • No pressure feeling with contractions at first
  • Slight, growing pressure on pubic bone--turns out the epidural had shut itself off. So the epidural guy came back and switched the machine out and a short time later the pain was completely gone again. 
  • At 10cm at about 7pm
  • Rest and descend for an hour. (This means I just sat and waited for another long hour before I even tried pushing in hopes that my body would naturally help the baby descend as far as he could).
  • Start pushing at 8:10pm exactly and nurses think it will be about an hour of pushing.
  • They called Dr. Pace at home and told him he had a little time.
  • Pushed through three sets of contractions and his head is basically out 
  • The baby crowned around 8:25pm. I could see his head in the mirror they had brought in and I knew he'd be out easily in one more push. I was in a lot of pain with him crowning--it felt like a huge balloon of pressure and relief would only come if it was popped. 
  • Have to wait fourteen minutes for Dr. Pace. Longest 14 minutes of our lives...
  • Lots of pain while waiting. I was crying--basically in hysterics--because the nurses were telling me to hold him in there until Dr. Pace got there and I knew I had to push him out (or I'd die is what it felt like...). I kept asking through my tears why I couldn't just push him out (since I knew two of the nurses there had delivered babies before) but they took forever to explain it to me. Finally, what I gathered was that they could see I was going to tear (they were actually holding the baby in with their fingers to try and prevent me from tearing) and thought Dr. Pace would quickly give me an episiotomy before delivering me. 
  • Pace arrives and baby comes right out. He doesn't do episiotomies (which I had known but been too incoherent to try and explain) so waiting was basically a waste of time--except we didn't know how fortunate I was that we did wait until he was there until afterward).
  • Placed baby boy on me (an experience I had not had with Tenley because she didn't cry at birth so they had to take her away) and all I could register was that he was very gray, slimy, beautiful, and his face looked just like Tenley's.
  • Baby boy inhaled a lot of mucus and so he had to spend some time with a respiratory therapist to get feeling better.
  • Baby born at 8:39pm, weighing 8lbs 6oz, 21 inches long (good thing we got induced at 39 weeks).
  • Placenta delivered easily.
  • Lots of bleeding. Doctor said you would have died without modern medicine. (I did not learn this until after...I was much more worried about the baby even though I could hear him crying and breathing.)
  • Dalin Freaking out. (Dalin knew the bleeding was serious (because he could see that, plus he heard Dr. Pace asking for all kinds of emergency treatments for me which had not happened with Ten) and he was pacing the room anxiously. Everyone kept asking him if he was okay/needed to sit down) 
  • Baby and mommy start doing better.
  • Baby in nursery for about 25 minutes.
  • Olivia given medicine through the IV to stop the bleeding, plus a shot in the leg, plus a pill.
  • Respiratory therapist/expert came in to talk to Dalin and I about baby boy. He spoke very seriously, telling us that the baby had had some trouble breathing and that that could be serious. Ended by telling us the baby is fine and is being brought back to us from the nursery. (We were like what the heck!? He totally set us up thinking something was seriously wrong, only to tell us he was fine and doing great.) 
  • Bleeding finally slowed down. Got stitched up for 2nd degree tear for an hour.
  • Checked on every 15 minutes for continued bleeding for first couple of hours
  • The nurses pushed on my stomach very hard many times in the next several hours to make sure they had gotten everything out. 
  • Olivia's cousin Whitney, best friend Sarah, sisters-in-law Cassie and Shaina, Mom Linda, and mother-in-law JeNeale were all there and so helpful before, during, and after the labor and delivery. They stayed after to see the baby and then left by eleven. 
  • Dad and Mom (finally alone) don't know what the baby's name will be, discuss it but decide to sleep on it.
  • Checked on by nurses throughout the night
  • Baby sleeps next to Mom for a few hours then in nursery for remainder of the night
  • Mom and Dad decide next morning that Declan will be his name.
  • Announce to family that our son's name is Declan Brent Gunnell.
  • He eats a couple of times during the morning. Nurses well.
  • Declan gets his hearing checked just before noon, failed test in the left ear.
  • Baby took bath and did really well. Passed second hearing test.
  • Mom visited Tenley in the lobby, talked to visitors, ate, rested.
  • Ate a million Lorna Doones from the snack room.

So that is basically a detailed summary of our first 24 hours with our little Declan. The differences between Declan's birth and Tenley's are humongous. For one thing, I was only in pain (hitting like a 4 or higher) for about two hours or less. And now I am so excited for next time knowing that I have the potential to push a baby out in fifteen minutes! (As long as he or she isn't any bigger than Declan). I will definitely be requesting an induction at 39 weeks next time. I don't know if my body could push out a 9lb baby, which is probably where we would have been if we had waited until 40 weeks!

Here are a few photos from the first days. My one thing I wish I had remembered to do was assign someone to take photos like I had done with Tenley. Thank goodness for cell phones all over the place!

Right before we headed into the hospital. Beach ball belly :)
Wearing my "tenley" necklace for strength, missing my little girl, and not sure why my body resists the pitocin (and labor) so strongly. Maxed out at 20 units.
Feeling really good pretty much all day. Just so bored waiting for things to start happening! 
Big jump in time--he's born! Crazy hair, but this best expresses my happiness shortly after delivery.
My labor and delivery supporters: Mom-in-law, JeNeale; best friend, Sarah; my mom, Linda; my cousin, Whitney. Missing from the pic are Shaina and Cassie, my sisters-in-law.
Just a little while after birth. 
Tiny boy. 
Good morning, littlest Declan! Smitten.
I could not believe he had arrived. For like three days, I was in complete disbelief at how fast he had come and the fact that he was finally there!  
Most perfect profile. 
Birth stats (one day late--he was born the 30th)
All ready to go home! 
He loves holding hands. I just want to kiss that little ear. 
Taking a brief little rest while I help his sister. Tenley was smiling and saying "baby" just moments before.
Nighttime snuggles with mama. 
In love with that cowlick at the back of his head. His dad's is just as crazy! 
Catching some rays on mommy and daddy's bed...fighting the jaundice.
Four generations of Gunnells! (Declan is the only one carrying on the Gunnell name!) We have Great Grandpa Darwin Brent, his daddy Dalin Brent, little Declan Brent, and Grandpa Jonathan Brent.
If you have any questions about my birthing experiences, I'd be happy to answer them for you! I know not every part of birth is very fun but I love it so much because it is such a sweet, spiritual experience creating life and bringing it into this world. It just makes me happy and I am so grateful to God for how everything worked out.

The little Gunnell family is a little bigger, and so hugely blessed.
P.S. For those of you who were wondering, we got the name Declan from the movie Leap Year. We sure love our Irish names! ;)

Monday, February 2

Our Son is Here!

Say hello to our first son, Declan Brent Gunnell.

Here are the details (compared with his sister's birth for those who are curious)

Length of Labor: 9 hours...technically*                                                        (13 hours with Tenley)
Length of Pushing: 29 minutes                                                                      (4 hours with Tenley)
Time of birth: 8:39pm                                                                                    (8:01pm)
Weight: 8 lbs 6 oz                                                                                           (8lbs 3oz)
Length: 21 inches                                                                                            (20 inches)

Here are a few photos from his first days (note: there are a few nursing photos--nothing too scandalous I think).

He's even cuter than we imagined:)

We were just as instantly in love with him as we were the first time we became parents.


We are so happy to have him in our family forever!

There was no question of loving him as much as his sister the moment he was out. 
My first little boy. I love him so much I could cry just thinking about it. 


As for the rest, I'll post the birth story soon! It's mostly written out because I took notes during my "labor," now I just need to add a few photos and whatnot. Also, Dalin helped write it (much to my delight/surprise so it's bound to be good;).

*Of those 9 hours, I only felt some pain for less than 2 of them.

Friday, January 30

Time to Go!

We are doing this. I was scheduled to be induced at 6:30am this morning, but a set of twins decided to make their appearance today and so we were pushed back until about 9:30. We are heading out to the hospital right this moment (the rest of this post was already pre-written;).

Today is most likely (and hopefully--or I'm in big trouble!) the last day of my 2nd pregnancy.

Sometime in the next several hours (or few--let's hope!) we will finally be able to hold our long-awaited little son in our arms. I can't really believe it, but mostly I can't wait! I am indescribably excited for Dalin (and myself) to meet our first boy in person and for Tenley to meet her brother! It's going to be the best.

I am not as nervous as I was the first time but I am so hoping that things will be a little easier and faster this time around. I'll do my best to keep you updated, but then again I might be a little preoccupied so you'll have to forgive me;)

Wish me luck!

Thursday, January 29

My Mom is Here!

Hooray! My mom flew in to Salt Lake last night and actually arrived half an hour early which was a surprise considering the snow situation in New Hampshire and the fact that her layover was in Chicago--possibly my least favorite airport (though least efficient would have to go to Orlando...).

It was so good to see her but I feel like I've been really calm about it because her being here means that I'm having a baby tomorrow. And that means I should feel nervous or something, but right now, I just feel like it isn't happening. It's so different than with Tenley (so far) where Dalin and I were going stir crazy with anticipation. It is just hard to believe that we will have two kids tomorrow. I don't know, it's weird.

I'm not even feeling as excited as I was earlier in the week/month because I think if I let myself get too excited then my emotions will be just a step away from hitting "nervous" and I don't want to go there.

But I will admit that yesterday, I kept thinking it would be today. I was having some cramping/contraction-like things and lots of pelvis pressure/lower back pressure but they were all over the place. They would be regular for a while, then I would sit or stand or lay down and they would continue in a different pattern. So I'm thinking they are probably Braxton Hicks, which I didn't have with Tenley so they're kind of new to me. But they stink--like what's the point of cramping if they aren't leading to a baby is what I want to know... They are driving me crazy today. But they're still not painful or regular enough for me to call Dalin at work just yet. Somehow it's only 12:30 though so I guess there is time for things to change.

As far as the induction goes, the hospital is supposed to call me today and have me schedule it for tomorrow morning. It's weird how they wait so last minute...like would it really be that big a deal to plan for an induction and then cancel it if I went into labor a day or two beforehand? Apparently yes, because they haven't called. Maybe it will feel more real when we have set a time (which will probably be like 6am by the way...they only have early or late options).

But today has been great so far. The apartment was pretty clean to begin with thanks to my overactive nesting instincts or whatever, but my mom helped me conquer three giant loads of laundry (even though we had to pay in tons of quarters because my student ID card (which usually gives us a big discount) is in the car with Dalin--darn it) and I feel so much better having that huge load (literally) out of our room and put away.

We spent part of the morning going through the new clothes for baby boy and 18 month clothes for Tenley (though she is mostly in 12 month clothes still...she even fits in 9 month stuff). We also had fun looking at Dalin's birthday gifts which I can't wait to give him one week from today when he turns 25! :)

I guess my short list of things to try and get done today includes:


  • Call the hospital if they don't call me first
  • Wash the dishes (there are like five, but I'm too lazy to do them right now)
  • Tidy up Tenley's room a little more
  • Sort through the "get rid of" pile of stuff that has formed over the last couple of weeks (sort into donate or sell piles)
  • Write up Tenley's typical nighttime schedule for my mom
  • Go through the random piles that accumulate on the kitchen table and the shelf in our room and toss stuff/put it away
  • Make a shopping list for my mom (or find the one I started weeks ago...)
  • Try to nap
  • Shower...eventually
  • Spend some last alone time with Tenley
  • Work on my last essay for class (if I'm feeling ambitious...)


It's so nice to have my mom here. I am a little worried I'll come to rely on her too much over the next three weeks and then it will be disastrous (for me) when she leaves, but I'm sure it will be okay. Everything will all work out.

Please let me know if you have any last-minute "to do" items for me to accomplish today or advice/comforting words for tomorrow! I'm just praying and praying that my labor is truly easier the second time around (as I've heard from so many moms!)

Lots of love!

Monday, January 26

Which Belly is Bigger?

Remember this photo? My wonderful friend and photographer, Samantha Rizzo took this photo a year and a half ago (how has it even been that long!?) when I was pregnant with Tenley. In fact, she took this photo on my due date, which was August 5th. Unfortunately, our cute little stinker didn't join us for another week (and that was only because we forced her out at 41 weeks--thank goodness we did though because she barely came out as it was--my doctor was about ready to give me a c-section but thankfully the forceps worked just in time!).



In comparison, this time we're forcing our little guy out a week before his due date (this Friday if you haven't heard!!!), but I'm pretty sure it's a good move considering I weighed 136 lbs at my biggest with Tenley (my starting weight was around 103) and I currently weigh 134.5 lbs with a starting weight of 96. So I've actually gained more this time and I feel as though the weight is definitely more concentrated in my belly (which would explain the new stretch marks that are making their way past my belly button). 

Being pregnant with Tenley during the summer meant I stored a lot of water weight. Especially during the last month, I remember feeling like my face, arms, and thighs were huge and my legs and feet were super swollen. This time, my feet don't appear swollen at all to me (one pro of being pregnant in the winter!). But I remember after Tenley was born when the crazy swelling finally went down, I couldn't stop looking at my feet and commenting on how small they looked. They kind of looked bony or anorexic after being blown up like balloons for so long! It was weird. Even though I haven't swollen up the same way, I still think this boy is going to be pretty big--even though he's coming two weeks before his sister did--because all the weight seems to be wholly directed to my belly. As you can see here: 


Anyway, I am seriously counting down the moments until he is coming out. I just have to stay entertained from Tuesday to Thursday. Meanwhile, I'm working on taking lots of naps and enjoying the last moments I'll have alone with Tenley. I'm also continuing to try and prepare her for the arrival of her brother (even though we've talked about it for months) and hopefully get her excited to have a real life baby (instead of the baby dolls she carries around) in our home. 

I'm also kind of expecting my water to break at any moment (which is stupid because it breaks for like 10% of women before getting to the hospital supposedly) because the pressure on my pelvis is so intense at times. I'm simultaneously trying to satisfy my cravings to hold a newborn by looking through the photos posted by the FIVE ladies who have all given birth to sons in the last two weeks! It's definitely boy season. It's so exciting!

Apart from that, I'm just trying to stay relaxed and distracted. I'm telling myself not to stress that my mom's flight (which she had already switched in an attempt to avoid the nor'easter hitting New Hampshire and other states right now) might be delayed to Thursday or even Friday, and trying to forget that we need milk and paper towels, and that we have at least two large loads of laundry to do. It'll all work out. It just might not all get done until February;)

Well, I'd better go to bed. Hopefully I'll be going into labor any minute here and will be able to surprise you tomorrow but let's not get too excited about that. It's a fat chance;)

I'd still appreciate any thoughts or prayers you can send my way though:)

Have a lovely night!