So much to be thankful for

As Thanksgiving approaches, I look at my life and realize that I have so much to be thankful for. God has truly blessed me beyond anything that I deserve. I have the most amazing husband who loves me even when I'm not that lovable; who works hard to provide for our family and still manages to take care of me and our son. I have a perfectly healthy baby boy who brings me so much joy. The other day, I was burping him and was so shocked at the enormous belch that came out of his tiny body that I was laughing out out. It's the little things in life.  I am thankful that he is a rockstar sleeper too! He slept from 11:30-6 last night and then from 7-9:30 this morning. I attribute this success to the awesome schedule that my mom and sister helped get him on. During the day, he eats every 3 hours...pretty much with no exception. He has awake time after he eats and then goes down for a nap. We usually put him down awake and let him cry for a few minutes to teach him to sooth himself to sleep. It's hard to do but will be so worth it in the long run. 

Liam and Lala

Love them! 

Photo shoot with Aunt Stephie

Karlie is very curious about her baby brother

My favorite little face! 

What's up guys? 

I have so much more to be thankful for but must cut this post short as the tiny human is requiring food. Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Liam Donovan Same

He is here! For weeks, I had had a fear that I wouldn't know when I was in labor. Ha! I have never felt pain like that in my entire life. Cheers to all the women who give birth naturally...I'll never be one of them! 
 About 3 am on Saturday morning I woke up because I thought Liam had kicked me in the bladder and I was "leaking". Not a lot, just a little but still thought it was strange. Got up went to the bathroom, got back in bed and it happened again. Just thought he was kicking my bladder or something. At 5 am on the dot I had my first REAL contraction...down on the floor on all 4s with back labor. I didn't have another bad one until 5:30 when I woke Isaiah up with a death grip on his arm. I continued to labor at home until 9:00. The really bad contractions were 9 min apart but I was having smaller ones every 2-3 min. As we were getting everything ready to go, I was having contractions and my water was leaking even more. (Didn't know it could happen like that) Got to the hospital with contractions 4 min apart. Got my IV and a bag of fluid and some demerol (did nothing for me), An hour later I got my epidural and was in heaven. By 12 p.m. I was fully dilated. I waited an hour before I started pushing to let him drop a little more on his own. 1 pm I was a pushing machine. I pushed and I pushed; epidural ran out and I pushed some more. Got some more pain meds and pushed some more. At 4:52 Liam arrived with the help of some forceps. He was perfect. 


7lbs 1 oz          19 3/4 in long          14 in head      @4:52pm  on Saturday, October 29, 2011


We have some of the most amazing friends that anyone could ask for. Thanks to the Clements for bringing us food in the hospital; The Gastons for the sweet treats, goodie bag, and bringing us dinner once we got home; Brandon and Meaghan Lokey for the adorable little Christmas socks and  feeding us tonight. Thank you to everyone who had offered to bring dinner. You are truly loved and appreciated! 

Proud father holding our son

The moment my heart felt a whole new kind of love

Sleeping like a baby

Already a week old! 

This picture was actually taken the night that I went into labor.

We have been home for a week now. My mom was here from the birth until Sunday afternoon. She was a Godsend. I honestly do not know what I would have done without her here in the first week. She was a huge support, sacrificing herself and her sleep for me. I will never be able to repay her for everything that she has done for me. Only now that I am a mother, do I truly grasp how much my mom loves me. I would do anything for my son and I know that my mom would do anything for me. Every morning at about 3, I would take Liam to her room so that I could get some good sleep. She would bring him back at 6 for his next feeding and then take him back so that I could sleep til 9. How awesome is that!? It was really fun having her here. One day, we stayed in our pajamas all day (something my mom had not done since she was probably 10) and watched tv while the rain fell outside. I am forever grateful for my mom!