Monday, January 18, 2016


Our handsome little 3 year old!
What would we do without this sweet boy?! He is the life of the party. So smart, so sweet, and always so incredibly helpful to me. He is also a giant tease :)
I'm not sure many 3 year olds out there have as much responsibility (and love it) as much as our Wyatt. Especially as I've slowed down a bit more towards the end of this pregnancy, he has stepped up to be my best helper and the very best big brother there ever was.
I love to watch him with his sisters, he loves them SO much. It makes my heart happy seeing them learn, play, and love together. I love that my babies are close in age!
Some of the things Wyatt has learned to do for me lately are; push/lift his sisters onto the couch, get them their blankets-binkies-stuffed animal of choice-etc., turn on baby Einstein for them, gets his own cups and drinks and does the same for the babies, gets them down from their chairs at the table,  takes dirty diapers out, cleans his room, holds sisters hands whenever we go anywhere (he is very very protective), "babysit's" while I take a shower, peels cutie's for the girls to eat, etc. You name it, he probably does it. He is forever my little sweet heart. <3
Wyatt got to feel baby #4 kicking early this morning. She was going crazy in there and he was LOVING it. Every single time she rolled under or kicked his hand (which was a lot) he nearly busted a gut belly laughing. It was the sweetest thing!
Our little diva!
This girl has "accessorize" in her blood. It's the cutest thing. She loves shoes more than anything, but she's also obsessed with just about anything "pretty". I've never had trouble getting this girl to wear bows, hats, gloves, backpacks, anything!
Another thing she has really taken a liking to is babies. I had no idea how mushy it would make my heart to watch my 2 little girls carry baby dolls around all day loving on them! So, so sweet.
Annie has become a little more reserved lately, but knows exactly how to get whatever she wants. ;) She has Wyatt wrapped right around her finger and she knows it! She has this way of breaking your heart when she's sad, even if she's just sad because she wants whatever Wyatt has... (This is her new favorite game hahah)
She's always been tough to punish because she can turn on that charm like nothing you've ever seen. And I'm a total sucker for it! When she knows she's being naughty and been caught, she gives the widest "I'm so innocent" smile I've ever seen. And then "talks" as sweet as she can while still disobeying. She's also a very sensitive soul. Annie requires lots of snuggles (and I am perfectly ok with that:) When she is put in time out, or reprimanded it breaks her heart in two. And mine!
We just love this adventurous, brave, sweet little thing!

Elsie has as much "tease" in her blood as Annie has "accessorize". She is hilarious! She has such a fun personality that has really started to come out more and more. Any opportunity to tease some one, Elsie is all over it with that wide, toothy grin of hers. ;)
Elsie has also taken a major liking to baby dolls. I wasn't sure if she'd been as in to them as Annie, but I think she's probably a little more actually. She will push her baby around in the stroller half the day, then keep her in her arms while she does just about everything else. It's pretty cute! She's always stopping to re-position her baby in the stroller and then give her kisses. So sweet!
Elsie is not reserved ;) she is loud and can be quite the wild child when she's come out of her shell. She loves loves to be held all. the. time. (Annie as well for this one) She's gotten very independent these days in most other ways though!
She loves to chase Wyatt around the house and vise versa. One of my favorite things about Elsie is how happy she wakes up in the morning and after naps. She is almost ALWAYS so happy and always excited to see me! It melts my heart...
We love you wild happy girl!


For Time and All Eternity.

The day we were sealed as a family for time and all eternity. Best. Day. Ever.
Also, the day we found out we were expecting baby #4!
The entire day was a whirlwind. I don't remember much to be perfectly honest. I do remember how I felt however. HAPPY! So happy. And peaceful.
After being married almost 5 years, it didn't feel real that this was actually happening! I didn't feel completely worthy to be there, and I'm not sure I ever will, but I'm so blessed to have been able to enter and receive my endowment and most importantly to have been sealed to my husband and babies for eternity. I can't put the feelings I had/have there into words. My absolute favorite part of that day, a memory & feeling I pray I never forget, was being pulled through the veil by Chantz. I've always loved this man but wow, the love and emotion I felt at that very moment was unlike any I'd ever felt. It was a perfect day.

From the bottom of our hearts, Thank You to everyone who came to be apart of our beautiful day.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

From heartbreak to double the blessings

    When Wyatt was about 9 months old, Chantz and I decided we would like to try for another baby in the next few months. Although I went back and forth between wanting more kids and not, I wanted my kids close together because my brother Ben and I are only 18 months apart and we were pretty close growing up. I loved having a sibling the next grade up! On July 13th (Wyatt's 1st birthday) I was having a miscarriage. My second. I had had one before Wyatt was born so we both knew exactly what was happening. We decided not to tell anyone and headed to the lake with some friends that morning anyway. When we got home to Ely a couple of days later, I made an appointment to make sure everything was ok. I was told that I had definitely miscarried and that there was only one small piece left to pass. 3 weeks later I was still bleeding and my mother in law said she thought something might be wrong, I shouldn't be bleeding like that still. A little over 4 weeks later I finally called my doctor in Cedar City to tell him what was going on and was told to get to his office asap. I threw Wyatt in the car and took off, 3 hours later I was in his office with my parents who had driven up from St. George to meet me. My doctor however was out of town and his partner who had told me to come straight over had been called to the hospital, so I was instructed to meet him there in the emergency room. When I got there I was seen by the ER doctor because my doctors partner never showed up. The ER doctor was pretty annoyed that I had come in over some bleeding and told me (in front of my mom even) "your bleeding is an annoyance, it's not going to kill you" (HAHA boy was he wrong) so he prescribed me some high dosage birth control and sent me on my way. I felt very embarrassed and left upset and crying. It was not my idea to go to the hospital. My doctor had told me to.
Well, my mom did not take no for an answer. Wyatt and I went home with them that night and her and my dad decided to take me to the emergency room in St. George the next morning. I was seen by an actual OB there who decided right away to do a d&c (he goes in and scrapes out the uterus). After the procedure was over they drew some blood and sent me home. At my follow up the next day the doctor came in and said "I don't normally do blood work after a D&C because I've seen inside and know it's cleaned out, however I was somewhat shocked by your amount of bleeding and how little was left in the uterus. Your blood work shows that you are basically more pregnant today than yesterday. I suspect you have an ectopic pregnancy. (when the egg latches to something outside of the uterus, and in my case my Fallopian tube)" I was given a shot that was supposed to dissolve it and sent on my way. A few days later my doctors partner who was supposed to have seen me that first day called to check on me. I told him what all had taken place and about the shot and he was upset that the OB in St. George had not set up any follow up appointments. He said that shot could be very dangerous and that a checkup needed to be done to be sure it had done its job. Soooo I headed back to Cedar for a "quick" checkup. My doctor was back from vacation by this time and performed the ultrasound where he found the egg had grown so large on my Fallopian tube that it had a small tear that was already slowly bleeding out. He said it was still in good shape and that if he got in to do surgery the next day he could simply repair the tube. I was scheduled for surgery early the next morning. That night the pain was so bad I couldn't stand it any longer. Chantz's mom convinced me to let them take me in that night instead. And it was a good thing. After the surgery I was told that my tube had then twisted and ruptured even larger and was filling my belly with blood. He ended up having to take the tube out entirely. 

Because of the shot and swelling from my surgery we were told we could not try to become pregnant until January (it was August) and that I would likely only ovulate every other month. Oops! haha. ;) 3 weeks later, a day before my 3 week post op check up, I called in a panic that I had taken a pregnancy test and it was positive. I was literally bawling while talking to his office. They called back and said it was probably just left over hormones from the tubal pregnancy and not to worry. whew.
At the next visit my doctor did an ultrasound just in case for me and says "you're definitely pregnant! And do you see that? There are 2 or more in there!" WHAT?! I was in complete shock. I just laid there and said nothing. When I left the office I sat in my car staring at the ultrasound pictures for almost 20 minutes in disbelief. I didn't know whether to be as crazy excited as I wanted to be, or as scared as I was. Chantz was at work and couldn't receive calls so I had no one to tell for 5 more hours. Time went so slow that day!
We found out I was pregnant when I was almost 4 weeks along but not quite. Crazy! I didn't even know it was possible that early. At my 6 week appointment it was confirmed that we were having twins. By this point I was pretty excited and praying they would make it. We told our families when I was 9 weeks along and waited to tell everyone else until I made it to 13 weeks. I was told, repeatedly, by my doctor that my chances of miscarrying one or both were very high so I should wait until then before telling anyone.

We found out at 15 weeks that we were having two GIRLS! :)
I honestly didn't believe it until they came out. When they did I asked right away if they were definitely both girls because I just couldn't believe it... I'd always wanted twin girls growing up, but come on, what are the odds?! I never thought I'd actually have them! My maternal grandma is an identical twin so I guess it's true about skipping generations on the moms side. At least this time anyway..
This pregnancy was high risk from the beginning because my body never did have time to recover from the surgery and tubal pregnancy. Both babies were head down by my 24 week appointment. yay! I realized at this time however that we had to switch doctors and hospitals to Las Vegas because of insurance issues.

I was SO nervous to switch. I was told repeatedly that doctors in Vegas aren't as good or as thorough as in Utah, and that I probably wouldn't be allowed to have them naturally. Bonnie and Tim hooked me up with my "uncle" Sheldon Paul in Vegas as my OB. He was great! I was treated so well, he was very thorough and I felt had a say in things. Both of my babies decided to turn transverse (laying sideways across my belly, one on top of the other) around 27 weeks. Big bummer! In this position, C-Section was my only option.
At my 29 week appointment at the High Risk clinic I was contracting, starting to dilate and my funneling cervix had gotten much bigger (funneling is basically dilating from the inside out) I was then sent to the hospital with Racqual. We both thought I'd just be hooked up and sent home within a couple of hours so we decided to eat afterward. WHY DID WE DO THAT!! hahaha. Man, I regretted that decision for 2 days. They put the toco monitor on and I was indeed having steady contractions. I was in labor at 29 weeks. As they were hooking up my IV we asked how long I would be there, one of the nurses said "This first bag of magnesium takes 12 hours and then they'll be 2 more after". We both almost choked. Lol. what? Mommy in law stayed all night long with me :) So anyway.. Dr. Paul ordered magnesium to try and stop my labor. Let me tell you, magnesium is a horrible awful no good thing. Horrible! As soon as they started it thru my IV a couple nurses came in with buckets of ice and ice water and a stack of rags. Confused, I asked what it was for. I was told that magnesium makes you very hot, and that was that. "Very hot" is a GIGANTIC understatement. oh my. It literally felt as if I was burning alive from the inside out. It also made me pretty out of it and my body crazy heavy. The worst part for me was the thirst! I was extremely thirsty and my mouth was bone dry, I was basically on fire (or so it felt) and hadn't eaten since early that morning. The best part? I wasn't allowed to drink anything or even have ice chips because I needed to be ready to deliver the babies via C-Section at any given time. Racqual kept me covered in ice cold wash rags almost head to toe all night long, even though she was freezing. We were also visited by a NICU doctor and prepped on what to expect after delivering 29 weekers. It was a little nerve wracking. Oh and a funny side note... Racqual asked if she could have a bed or at least a couch that would lay flat for her to sleep on that night and was told no. The next morning when Chantz showed up after finishing his night shift, he started to "lay down" in the chair his mom was forced to sleep in that night and when the nurse came in and saw him she says, "oh honey, let me get you something comfy to sleep on!" I think Racquals blood [might] have started to boil, just a little. ;) Chantz just laughed and laughed and laughed!
Back to that night. I begged for a drink of water or some ice probably every 3 minutes. I'm sorry for that Racqual! I was literally pleading with Dr. Paul for "just one ice chip, please just one ice chip!!!" every time he came in. I am not proud of that.... Lol. Finally I just started sucking the water from my rags whenever the nurses weren't looking (I sort of want to vomit thinking about that now). I also convinced racqual to sneak me a couple peices of the ice. :) We decided that I was puking often enough that no one would even know! When she fell asleep and my nurse was out of the room I tried everything I could to reach that ice bucket to guzzle the water at the bottom (again, ew) but they had strategically placed it just out of my reach. Bummer.
The following morning Dr. Paul came in and was happy to see I'd made it threw the night without needing to deliver, but that I probably wouldn't be going home until I did. I absolutely did not believe him. Well, FIVE WEEKS later I was sent home to continue bed rest for another week and a half before I finally delivered at just about 36 weeks.

On Wednesday, April 23 2014 I was scheduled for a check up in Sheldon's office. I was 35w 6d. Normally I would have been seen the next day at 36 weeks, but for some reason this week I had to be bumped up a day. I'd been having tons of strong contractions at home, but they never seemed to last longer than an hour or two. I admit wholeheartedly that it became very frustrating for me. I hate to say this because I never ever wanted to be "that girl" or do anything to endanger my babies, but I was so ready to be done and for the contractions to just continue. I told him what was going on and I remember saying that if they hadn't dilated me further that I'm a huge baby and I would probably cry. haha. He said that because they were laying transverse (not much, if any, pressure on my cervix) the contractions probably hadn't done much of anything. Then he checked my cervix and to our surprise I was dilated almost to a 5. Grandpa Leavitt had brought me in to my appt. that day, so he was told to take me straight to Summerlin Hospital for my C-Section at 3pm. Chantz was still at work in Panaca, so we called him immediately and he was there by 2:45pm. 
At 4:06pm We met Baby A (Annie) weighing in at 6lb 8oz and 19in long. At 4:07pm we met Baby B (Elsie) weighing in at 6lb even, and 19in long as well.

The girls spent 8 days in the NICU due to blood sugar levels, minor eating issues and one apnea spell.
Their 7th night there we got to "room in" with them to see how they and we would handle it. We passed the test ;)
We chose to pay $50 per night after I'd been discharged to continue using our room and breast pump in order to stay right there with our girls. I don't regret that decision one bit.
We finally got to take our girls home that next morning! And that is where I'll stop. 

Monday, July 21, 2014

Time flies!

I can't believe the last time I posted to my blog was when Wyatt was one month old! Holy crap. Now he's 2 and our twin girls are just about 3 months old!! I plan to do a few "catch up" posts in the next few days. I want to get the pregnancy and delivery story written down as well as our time in the NICU. Hopefully I get some time to get to it ;)

I'll start with where we are at now. 
Annie (left) and Elsie (right) are just 2 days away from being 3 months old.
They are SO fun. They are also a huge challenge...
Annie is a little bit more laid back then Elsie right now. Elsie is very good at letting us know when she has a problem, ie. hungry, cold, hot, messy diaper, binky dropped, etc. 
It's great for Annie because I always know when it's time for them to eat. ;) little sis has her back!
Annie & Elsie love to be held, can pretty much hold their heads up all on their own, can roll from their belly to their back (Although Elsie has done it dozens more than Annie so far) and have one good 4 hour stretch of sleep at night. They eat every 3 hours and get pretty upset if I try to give them any less than 5-6 ounces. They are still on breastmilk but from a bottle. I'm not sure how I'm still doing it, but I do pump for them exclusively. I've almost reached my short term goal of 3 months! woo! Pumping SUCKS. haha literally. no pun intended... I wanted so bad to nurse, they just couldn't. But that story is for another post another day.
At their 2 month check up they each weighed in at 10lb 9oz. Exactly the same!

Yep! I had to do it. Who's who? :)
So I get asked about 6,589 times a day if they are identical or fraternal twins. Although I'm pretty sure they're fraternal, it drives me NUTS not knowing for sure. I could have sworn I was told when I had them that they were testing the placentas to find out for sure either way, but found out today that no test was done. So I still don't know and probably won't. 
Here's another.

Wyatt turned 2 on July 13th. He LOVES nay-nays (horses), cars and hearing himself make noise. Lol. This little boy does not stop talking...ever! He loves to tell us "I love you!!" which melts my heart in about 3 seconds flat! He is the best big brother. First thing every morning when he wakes up he wants "out" and "baby sissy's". If they cry he is sure to tell me "baby crying mommy, baby crying!" He left to Haggarty with his dad today to camp with Chantz's family. I caught this sweet moment on camera!
Telling his baby sisters bye bye.

Birthday cake and a swimming pool for the 2 year old cutie pie!

Annie wide awake while Elsie was snoozin'. Maybe this is why Elsie is awake all night while Annie's snoring away..?!

Overall, life is pretty good. We love our 3 littles more than we ever thought imaginable. It can get extremely tough but I can't picture my life without them. 
Love you to pieces Wyatt Annie & Elsie! xoxo 

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

I'm 1 month old!


  This past month has been an adventurous one for me!

 At just 3 days old I took a trip to Moapa to meet all my new family, and boy are there alot of them! By 4 days old I was camping at Yankee Meadows with my Mommy & Daddy and Grandpa & Grandma Leavitt. I even took my first fishing trip on Grandpa's bass boat!

I'm growing so fast! At my 2 week appointment I weighed in at 8lb 11oz, for a gain of 1 lb 3 oz. and grew and inch and a half. Wow! My pediatrician says I'm growing very well. I never let mom forget to feed me, that's for sure. ;)
I've had so much fun meeting more and more of my family this month. It's a good thing I'm such a good traveler or mommy and daddy would have had a pretty hard time. Between our trips on the mountain, trips to Moapa, and even a trip to Salt Lake & Seven Peaks Water Park; I haven't spent much time home. But hey, I've got to show off this cute little face of mine!

Some of my favorite things to do this month have been smiling, mimicking facial expressions, stretching (I LOVE to stretch!), cooing & moaning (mommy thinks it's the cutest thing ever), staring at all the exciting new things around me & showing off my super strong neck muscles. Oh and lets not forget my naps in mommy and daddy's bed!

Daddy and I practice holding my head up all by myself alot, it stresses mommy out.. He's so fun! I love to go on walks with him too :)  Daddy teaches me lots and lots. He even taught me to hold a bottle up all by myself!

It's been such a fun month for our little family. We love having our little man to take around everywhere with us.