Juan Jr. Sex: boy Born: 27 September, 2008 Age: 3 years & 143 days Birthday in: 222 days Starsign: Libra Development: See the 32 months page. Biggest achievement so far: I`ve been holding my head up on my own since i was 3 days old. Now i`m talking and standing with mommy and daddy`s help of course.

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Juan-Jr.`s birthstory

SORRY SO LONG AND A LIL LATE...

So you ladies heard it all from me all the complaining whining and crying...i was so done with pregnancy and yet my lil man had other plans. I had been pretty down just tired of being pregnant and just wanting my lil boy already. So that Thursday (4days overdue) night hubby took me out to eat at Red Lobster and did some shopping afterwards. Well by time we got home i was feeling much better and in better spirits so decided to treat daddy before we went to bed LOL. Well right after i started having contractions and this was around 10. So i stayed up while hubby went to sleep thinking they would just up and disappear like all the other nights of false labor. I stayed up for another hour or two just chatting on here and playing spades trying to get my mind off of it just in case it was a mental thing. Well around 2am i realized they were still coming reguarly and getting more intense so i decided to start timing them. They were coming about every 5-7mins then so i was like okay still whatever they'll just go away. I tried to lay down hoping to sleep them off but didn't manage to get a second of sleep. Around 5am after chatting and playing spades all night and morning about to lose my mind i realized they were coming ever 3-5mins and i was starting to have a slimy constant discharge with pink tint YUCK. I was really trying to wait it out as long as i could but the discharge was so ridiculous and started to worry me. So i decided to wake hubby up and tell him he needed to call out of work. Just my luck it was his first time having to open the courthouse (he's a Deputy Sheriff) so he couldn't call out because it was too late and nobody else wouldn't be there for another hour. So we decided it would be best if we pack up all the bags and stuff and i go to work with him that way as soon as the next person comes in we can head for the hospital. Luckily we were only at his job for 30mins and headed for the hospital. We got there and had to wait to be seen in the triage. My midwife works on and off between the OB clinic and L&D at our hospital. Well i guess they called her downstairs when they pulled up my record so she came up and talked to us in the waiting room. She told us she works the next morning and to come in at 3am if they send me home and to tell the midwife on duty to let her know if they do. Finally got in at 9am. and they checked me and told me i was only 2cm and 90% effaced. I was sooo heated! The doc was like well i'm looking at your charts and your having regular contractions about every 3 mins but your water hasn't broke yet and your not dilated enough for us to admit u! This is what i feared since i came to my own personal realization that my body wasn't progressing on its own enough..hell i was FOUR days overdue and only 2cm while having contractions 3 mins apart WTH!! So i told the midwife on duty to notify mine that they were sending me home. By this time my mom and MIL were up there and they decided to take me out to eat and do some walking around the mall. I got back home around 3pm . My mom went home to check on my sisters and his MIL came back to our house. My contraction were really picking up now and I was starting to get harder and harder to brace myself through them. I tried to go lay down since I had literally gotten no sleep for at least 30 hours. I was so freaking tired and as soon as I felt my eyes closing here came those freaking contractions!! UGH I was getting so mad in between trying to get just a min of sleep and constantly going to the bathroom! By this time I had put on a pad because the slimy discharge just kept coming and coming! Well anyways I laid in bed all night and watched t.v. just because I was in too much pain to do anything else and I knew I would flip out on anybody who said two words to me �well besides hubby. By 10pm I was bent over in excruciating pain and couldn�t focus on breathing through the contractions anymore. Poor hubby�s hand looked swollen within the next few hours of contractions! I kept trying to tough it out to wait until my midwife came in at 3am. So I took a few hot baths, played some more spades and did some walking with hubby around the neighborhood. By time 2am came around I couldn�t wait any longer so i woke hubby up and told him it was time to go. Seemed like it took him forever to get dressed and out the house. We got to the hospital at exactly 2:59am. When filling out the paperwork I asked for my midwife and everyone looked at me crazy and said new shifts don�t start until 7:30am so we were all confused why she told us to come up at 3am. Anyways so they took me to the triage to time my contractions and check me. My contractions were now coming every 3mins and very intense and I was only 3cm dilated. I was so afraid they were going to send me home hubby had to keep me sane before I became an emotional wreck. So the nurse headed off to talk to the doc about sending me home�.again. By time she came back GUSH there went my water right on its own! I was so freaking happy! All the nurses came peeping in saying how amazing it was that Jr was like �oh no ya�ll ain�t sending me home its time!� So we finally got admitted and into our LDR room. They hooked me up and started my antibiotics since i was postive for GBS...no fun ladies the penicillin going through the iv burnt!! Got there and I kept trying to manage to get sleep but just like the past 2 days no luck what so ever. After a hour or so they said my body wasn�t making progress like it should with the intensity and consistency of my contractions so they were going to start some pitocin since they didn�t want to risk an infection with my water being broke. OH gosh the pitocin sure as hell kicked things in place�I was literally almost biting my tongue off trying not to holler in pain through my contractions. The pain was just too unbareable and hell I had technically been in labor for the past 2 almost 3 days just my body wasn�t progressing like it should. My body was too tense and wouldn't progress, i was given the option of doing a c-section or trying the epidural. So a lil before 8am my midwife came in and checked me told me the most precious words a woman in labor can hear �up your 4cm I�ll call in the ansthelogoist (whoever u spell it)� So after 9 months of striving for an unmedicated bith and 36 hours of unmedicated labor i got the epidural and don't regret it a bit. The epi really wasn�t bad like everyone makes it out to be�honestly it really didn�t hurt its just a really weird feeling. OMG within 20 mins I was floating on cloud 9. By time Juan my mom and MIL came back in I had the biggest kool-aid smile on my face! Besides the nurse waking me up a few times I slept so good until about 12pm. The nurse came in then and checked me and said I was about 5-6cm and wanted to double the amount of pitocin. About 30mins later she came in and had me roll on side and put on an oxygen mask because jr�s heartbeat kept dropping with the contractions. Eating some ice chips and the oxygen didn't mix so i...yeah u know!! About 10 mins later she came back in and flipped me over because it was still dipping. I was getting so worried that something was wrong with my baby. Just in time here came the woman I wanted to see�my lovely midwife. She came in looked at the charts and decided to check me to see what was going on. An hour had only passed by so it was about 1pm at that time. She started checking me and I was still a lil out of it from the epi and half asleep. She looked at me and said �Oh wow he�s RIGHT there�mama its time!� I looked at her like she was crazy! I didn�t expect to hear that just a hour ago I was only 5-6cm and had been progressing slow as ever and now you mean to tell me its time!! I felt excitement and anxiety run through my body so quickly! I looked at Juan and he had the biggest smile ever. So off my midwife went to gather everything and everyone she needed. I was still feeling pretty great from the epi and couldn�t feel a single contraction besides the pressure but no pain. My midwife came in and we got started pushing at about 1:15pm. I had to stop after during pushing his head out because she discovered he had one of his hands up to his face and thats why it was so hard to push his head out. After just 4 or 5 more pushes�Juan DeMario Williams Jr. was born at 1:32pm weighting a whole 8lbs 2oz and 20.7inches long with a head full of hair. He looks just like his daddy and is such a good baby! I did have to get a episiotomy though but I�m healing fine and I�m sure its better than me tearing�it was bound to happen lil bitty me pushing out my big lil man! But Motherhood is so lovely! I�m so in love with my lil poopah! He�s so precious and I couldn�t ask for anything more!

Jaylen Kelly Williams Sex: boy Born: 05 May, 2010 Age: 1 years & 287 days Birthday in: 78 days Starsign: Taurus Development: See the 21 months page. Biggest achievement so far: -

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Jaylen-Kelly-Williams`s birthstory

Well after getting checked at 1cm and 60% effaced still very high and 4 days going by since my sweep on that Thursday I had lost all hope and just KNEW I was going overdue yet again. I guess hubby was just as anxious as I was to get this baby out. On that Monday night (may 3) we started trying some nip stim, which instantly started up contractions around 9pm…very far apart and mild but it was a start. So we decided to try some BD since it worked with our first. After that I was still having contractions there were still pretty far apart and mild. I stayed up for a little while FINALLY attempting to pack our bags (yes I’m a procrastinator obviously my due date was just 6 days away). I wanted to see if the contractions were going to go away so I drank some water and laid on my side as they tell you to see if its false labor. I caught up on some DVR for a few hours on the couch. Chatted with my lovely lovely ladies here on IAP to kill some time and take my mind of it all. I really did want to be let down, I had been having all kinds of “labor signs” for weeks now and I really was so through with this pregnancy. Anyways so I still wasn’t timing them yet…they were definitely getting closer and stronger. I tried to go to sleep to see if they would go away. I must of fell asleep a little after 2am on Tuesday morning (may 4). When I did wake up I was furious as the contractions had slowed down and weren’t as intense…apparently as I was able to take a good nap. Got up for a bit sent hubby off to work then crawled back in bed to try to get a few more hours of sleep before our 19 month old woke up. Well unfortunately I woke up before then. To REALLY bad pains…this time the pain was coming from back and stomach cramps. Felt like awful cramps when you have trapped gas or really bad diarrhea, that would start in my back and work its way to the front then a contraction would follow. I also felt really hot and nauseous.The cramps were the worse part but the contractions were getting more intense. I was hunched over in bed for an hour and a half moaning in so much pain. I wanted to get in the shower to help ease the pain but I couldn’t even make it out my bed for goodness sake. I heard our son wake up on the monitor so I texted my only friend that lives here if she could come by and keep an eye on him. I went and opened my son’s bedroom door and changed his diaper but literally was barely able to accomplish that. Lets just say he enjoyed his freedom while he could lol. It was around 9:30am then and I didn’t want to make hubby come home and waste a day off if this wasn’t the real deal. The cramps started easing up and I was able to get out of bed, get dressed and feed my son breakfast before my friend came over. When she got here I was feeling much better. The contractions were now back to very far apart and manageable. By this time I was getting rather annoyed that they kept coming and going. Just a hour or so before that I was hunched over literally in excruciating pain and now I’m back to this slow process. After another hour or so I told my friend she could go and I was feeling much better and capable of taking care of my son. Of course she insisted that she take him so I could go to the hospital or at least relax while I could. Considering I thought this really as it I couldn’t let him go. Although I wanted to just in case the pain got bad again but then I had the thought of this being the last time we get to spend time together with it just being me and him. So I had her leave him here since I was sure my MIL would head straight over after work. Well shortly after my friend left we laid down for a nap around 1pm. By that time my cramps were gone still contractions though but not too bad that I couldn’t sleep through them. We woke up shortly after 3pm. I hadn’t called or told my MIL about my contractions so when she did her daily routine phone call after work with the infamous first question “any contractions” and I told her “oh plenty” she said she would go home, change clothes so we could do some walking until Juan got off. Well I sat here and waited waited and waited. I went on and took our son out for a quick stroll for some fresh air as he always gets very impatient immediately after we put his shoes on. Come to find out my MIL “had to” take my BIL somewhere…he has no job so when he “has to go somewhere” that means Hooters, BWW any place with a bar, or strippers. He’s juans OLDER brother 28 yrs old has lived with his parents all his life except the year and a half he was in college. They fully support him, he has not a bill to pay. We all have lost count how many times he has been arrested. He has lost his license due to multiple DUIs and of course he has no car so his mom chauffers him around. Anyways they don’t get here til almost 6pm, he of course keeps making side comments to my MIL that she needs to hurry up and drop him off wherever, mind you I’m having contractions already trying to keep my cool and was also upset that we were supposed to be walking instead I’m listening to someone be a total @#$ and inconsiderate. Thank God, I was able to keep reminding myself that Juan should be getting off soon. Really didn’t want to deal with that mess so I started packing Jr’s bag since he would have to stay with my MIL just in case we did have to go into the hospital that night. After Juan got home they left and we went for a little walk up and down this steep hill in our neighborhood. Boy did that bring the pressure! I felt like I had to hold my stomach up from the bottom or the baby would just fall right out!! It was around 8pm and my contractions were coming in between every 5-7 mins. We decided to go on and try to get some rest expecting to be up later. Sure enough I woke up around 11pm and was up to my neck in it. So I woke Juan up and told him to start putting the stuff in the car I was ready to go. The ride there I told juan how scared I was that they would send me home. If you ladies remember or even know I had to switch dr and hospitals at just 37 weeks (not even 2 weeks prior). I knew my body wouldn’t progress on its own just as it didn’t with my first. I knew even with pitocin it would take forever to get things moving but since I was at a new hospital and new dr I was sure they would just give me the uh huh sympathy look and send me home anyways. Well that’s what happened. Got to triage at almost 12am. Let me say what I remember most it was no lie HOT AS #%$^ in there. I mean burning up. Then I had to wait FOREVER! They said I was indeed having contractions every 2-3 mins and checked me, told me I was only 2cm. I explained to the nurse about my whole first labor and how I was on pitocin and still was in labor for 39 hours. What sucked was my records hadn’t transferred over yet so I don’t think they quite believed me. The nurse said she was sorry there was nothing she can do but give me a shot to help me sleep through all the contractions I was having. I believe I was given stadol, which burnt by the way. By time I got dressed and they were ready to discharge me I was out of it!!! They had to go get Juan a wheelchair to roll me out to the car in! I was loving it as I hadn’t gotten much sleep in two days! However I was soo freaking hungry. I got discharged around 3am. And of course everything was closed…except Mcdonalds. So we get there and the first thing the employee says is “cash only” GRR!! By that time I could barely even keep my eyes open so I told Juan just go home. I ate some watermelon and some crackers and feel asleep. Felt like I had been sleeping for an eternity when I woke up feeling like I had to urinate. I laid there trying to get the energy to get up when I noticed I was wet. I felt my underwear and they were wet but only the in crotch area. I thought geez was I that knocked out that I started to pee on myself before waking up. So I got out the bed felt it but the bed wasn’t wet at all. I started to walk to the bathroom when I felt a trickle then another trickle with every step. Then I realized what was going on. I called to juan and told him to turn the light on. After he turned the light on I told him I thought my water had broke. My water didn’t break with my first so I was still a bit in denial. When I got to the bathroom I definitely had left a puddle on the tile floor. Just that quick juan had hopped back in bed. I asked him what the heck was he doing my water broke. He mumbles “babe I don’t think it did come get back in bed” patting the bed and all like I’m just going to hop in lol. I try to keep my cool realizing its 4:45 in the morning and he’s out of it and reassure him that my water did just break and we need to get dressed and get going. So we head off after 5am back to the hospital. We get there they confirm my water did indeed break however I was still 2cm (no surprise to me) . The same nurses in triage that had just sent me home not even 2 hours prior came in picking saying “you couldn’t wait, you just had to go home and break that water huh?!”. I got in my room shortly after 7am and they FINALLY listened to me and went on and got me started on my pitocin. Boy did it start my contractions right back up…and bad. UGH! I was planning on holding out on the epi as long as I could…just as I did with my first. This time though my contractions were a lot closer, longer and harder than with my first. The pain was unmanageable by 2pm so they checked me and I was still only 3cm after 7 hours of pitocin. I have a high tolerance for pain and the dr was telling me how well I was doing for the kinds of contractions I was having so they called for my epi anyways. It took a while for it to kick in though. When it did I took a nap. By time I woke up it was around 5pm. I watched a game with Juan and updated my FB and IAP. It was almost time for shift changes so they were introducing the new nurses and drs. Well the dr came in and said she would wait to check me since I had just gotten my epi a few hours ago and was only 3cm after so many hours on pitocin. She came back in maybe 10 mins later and said she better check now. Felt like de ja vu when she said the exact same words my midwife did with my first “OH MY, ITS TIME, YOU’RE READY!”. She said he was super low and could see a head full of hair and with another contraction he would be a +3 station…if there even is when (which I think she was trying to say). So at 5:56pm I was already dialated to a 10 and they go on the intercom calling for the teams and nurses. While it took me 7 hours to dialate just one cm ealier, it took not even 3 hours for me to go from 3cm to 10cm. People were running in the room like crazy. At 6:05pm everyone was ready for me to push. After just 3 contractions and 3 pushes and a tear at 6:11pm our handsome healthy Jaylen Kelly was born on Wed May 5th (just a day before daddy's bday) weighting 7lbs 12oz and 20.5 in long with a head full of hair. Other than a bit of jaundice he is perfect in every way. Looks just like his big brother and daddy….poor mommy. Not a bit of me, yet again!!! LOL. I have learned that once again I had a long hard labor but I must admit I am truly thankful for my SPEEDY deliveries. The dr and nurses even joked and said I make their jobs too easy and for me to personally call them to have them deliver the rest of my babies. Although Jaylen won’t be our last we do not plan on anymore for a few more years, as long as we have no more surprises lol.