I am sure our Labor Day weekend started out much like most people's did. We worked Friday and packed up the car planning for an eventful holiday with family. Some people take this holiday as their last camping trip for the year, others use it as a Family Reunion, or any excuse to have fun. We did much the same thing, the plan was to work at the Twin Falls Fair in my parents Shake Out booth Friday night, Saturday and Monday. My sister Cheary was having her baby Eliza blessed on Sunday in my parents ward. As we were packing we joked about the possibility of working at the fair and it putting me into labor. Well, as you either already know or have guessed out Labor day did not end the way most peoples 3 day weekend do. Ours consisted of a 2 day stay at Mountain View Hospital and bringing home a beautiful baby boy! The story is below or you can skip the story and go straight to the pictures.
I apologise now for the mini novel but hey, this is my blog and if I don't write it here it won't be documented that I went through child birth without any kinds of pain relief drugs.
Our normal 2.5 hour drive to my parents house has been extended to 3-3.5 hours depending on how many times we have to stop for a potty break for Piper. This weekend was no exception, we stopped at least 3 times and that is a good trip. Other trips it has been about every 15 minutes. When we got to Twin Falls we had to stop at Shake Out for supplies before going to the fair grounds. We arrived about 9 and I kind of just stood in the way for maybe an hour before taking Mom, Lark, Tarry, and Rockhard back to the house while Wes stayed to help finish the night. The next morning found us preparing for the all day fair experience. I was put to work slicing chicken for the fajitas while others went to the get more supplies and get things started. We headed to the fair around 1:00 and were kept busy the rest of the afternoon and evening. I made shakes washed dishes while Wes took orders and there were usually 3 people in the back cooking plus my Aunt Debi helping take the orders and my mother also making shakes. It was a hot day and I was constantly drinking water. Once in a while I was able to sit down and rest but that would only last a few minutes before going again. Finally around 7:00 I had to go out to the car for a few things and took Piper in the stroller. I had been feeling a few contractions for the past hour and the walking made them more noticeable. When we got back to the booth I stayed in the back washing dishes and was able to visit with some old friends I had not seen in years. I told them about our joke of the weekend putting me into labor and said maybe we had needed to be more specific and said that Monday could do it not Saturday. Customers started slowing down around 10:00 that evening and everyone was trying to send me home. I was fine with that but also told them I needed someone to go with me because I couldn't carry Piper that far. I took 3 of my siblings with me and when we got back to the house I didn't see them again except Rockhard and I sent him to bed. The rest of the family finally rolled in around 1:30 am and we got to bed after 2. I was still having contractions about 8-10 minutes apart but not incredibly strong. No one had noticed them but me. I tried going to bed and after maybe 20 minutes was up and in the recliner trying to rest. Then around 3:30 I was in the tub hoping to relax. I got very little sleep that night and the thought running through my mind was do we go home when people wake up or stay and make it through church. We went to church and the contractions slowed down to about 5 in an hour. I stayed for sacrament meeting and we decided to go back to the house and try to rest. Piper was not happy about being pulled out of nursery! She cried for probably 20 minutes and kept asking to go back to nursery. The big family dinner was at the house after all the meetings so we were trying to get things ready for that. We had some of Dan's family there as well as both sets of my grandparents and Aunt Debi. I got a talking to from Aunt Debi about not taking care of my self because I was 9 months pregnant and working. I just can't sit still while everyone around me is running. After people left I was back in the tub hoping for some reprieve and to rest. That didn't really happen but I spent over 2 hours in the water. Then put Piper to bed, everyone else went to bed and again laying down was more painful than sitting up so I was in the recliner. Things had picked up to being back at 4-10 minutes apart and I spent another 2 + hours in the tub. Monday morning came and I was exhausted and wanted to go home. We sent every to the fair and packed up for the drive back to Idaho Falls. Piper's car seat needed to be moved and Wes has never done that before so I was in the back seat moving and tightening her car seat in between contractions that have gotten stronger/more painful and closer together. We pick up my mother since she is coming home with us and are on the road. Piper only stopped us twice I think but I felt every bump of that 2.5 hour drive! I start remembering back to being in labor with Piper. The first time we went to the hospital they sent us home and the second time we stayed but I was only dilated to a 6 and wanted to rest so got the epidural and it stopped everything. I told Wes and close friends that I wanted to try and do this one with out the epidural. Now that the time had come I hoped to get to the hospital on time and was rethinking the whole no drugs thing. I let our friends Kevin and Ashley know what was going on because they had asked about our plans for the day. I told them it was to get to the hospital on time. Still thinking the contractions were not regular enough to do much good we went to the house for a few hours. By 1:30 I was in tears and told Wes I couldn't take it any more. I wanted drugs. He and my mother kept telling to wait it out as long as I could. I finally called Ashley before 2:00 and asked her to come sit with Piper since she had just fallen asleep. She was very concerned and trying to help when she saw her Mom was not feeling well. We got to the hospital around 2:00 pm and they asked me the typical questions, had me change into the lovely gown and hooked up the monitors. I tested positive for GBS and knew that they needed to know that and get the penicillin in before the baby was born. They immediately tried to get the IV in and do some blood work. I was very dehydrated and after 4 failed attempts they brought in someone else. He looked at me and said he was going to numb my arm and do the IV, I half jokingly said can you numb my legs and tummy too? He very seriously said yes he could and would be happy to. I thought he was just another nurse and it turned out they had brought in the anesthesiologist to get the IV done. Upon hearing I was dilated to a 9, Mom and Wes encouraged me to not get the epidural and I told them to wait on it. Maybe 20 minutes later I was saying I had another thought on that topic and again I was encouraged to try with out. They gave me 2 bags of penicillin and burned going in. I have a lovely bruise still about the size of a fist on my arm from it. After the second bag was done the doctor said okay lets have a baby. In 3 contractions with 4 different people saying 4 different things Baby Kendell Aiden Jones was born at 3:42 pm Monday Sept. 6th.
Our first family picture as a family of 4

The first out fit we bought for him

Piper dressed herself, the pant are backwards and the socks for Halloween, shoes mixed up.

She needed milk and juice before going to church.