Owen's Story

Alright Owen's story will involve a very special and personal back story for me. I think it is so important to remember this though and I really do wish I would have written this one earlier so I could have better captured the details of this back story.

So here it goes. I had finally lost most of the weight and was getting really close to the weight I was at before I got pregnant with Aiden. That was a lot of effort to put in and so selfishly I was really considering being done having kids. Aarron was okay with that, but then he is easy going so that was not surprising to me. I was pretty sure he would go along with whatever. I told him though that I thought we should pray about it so I did. It did not take long for me to get an answer from that prayer. I am grateful to my Heavenly Father for answering that prayer so that I was so sure of what I was suppose to do and where he was leading our lives.

A few nights after I had prayed about if we were suppose to have more babies or not I had a dream. This dream was unlike any other dream I have had in my life and it strengthened my testimony probably more then anything else ever has. That night during my dream I encountered two of Aarron's Tongan family members who have passed away. I saw Aarron's grandma and his grandpa's brother Feki. During this dream we were walking along a beach with beautiful green trees around us. We walked up along a rock structure ( I can't really find the right words to describe this) and as we rounded the last of the rock Feki turned around and handed me a beautiful baby boy wrapped in a blanket and I knew that we would name that boy Owen Feki and that he was my baby. He was meant for our home. There was such a peaceful feel to that dream that part of me didn't want to leave it and I wanted to get to stay and get to know both of them better. Funny though that no words were exchanged and yet so much communication went on. I am so grateful for that dream. I know without a doubt in my mind that there is life after this and that we will get to see those family members that we have lost.

Anyways I woke up and knew that we had a baby boy up there waiting for us. We decided shortly after to have another baby. Aarron was determined that it was a girl but at 5 weeks I called that he was a boy. He got so stuck on it being a girl that I almost started to believe him and it made me kind of sad to think it wasn't my little Owen waiting in heaven. I think I started to believe Aarron because he had been right so far about the gender of our kids and Aiden was set on it being a girl. Aiden wanted a sister so bad, but deep down I knew it was our boy :o) The pregnancy flew by normally and the morning of April 18, 2010 contractions started bright and early and by that I mean 12:00 a.m.

My contractions that early started to get to be about 5 minutes apart but were not very long and then they settled down to about 30 minutes apart. It was obvious to me that I had a ways to go so I decided to relax as best I could. At about 10:00 in the morning relaxing was not really an option. I got very restless because little Owen was restless. Every time I had a contraction Owen would move around or kick me. That went on for a lot of time. This time we were in Cedar so we did not get to drop our kids off to my mom so we had had asked one of our friends to watch them. I decided by 2:30 that I was done being in that much pain so either they were going to give me something to stop contractions or break my water so that I could progress. I texted my friend and we had to wait for them to get home from church so we could drop the kids off. We got checked into the hospital and got situation at about 3:20 in the afternoon. I was dilated to a 5 and 60% effaced. I was so uncomfortable through labor that by the time we were discussing pain I had for the first time considered an epidural. I am glad that I never got an epidural but I did take the option of the pain med through my IV to take the edge off. It only last "an hour" they say but it doesn't last that long for me though it lasted 40 minutes and it only barely took the edge off. I actually ended up grounding Owen an hour before he was even born. Aarron and the nurse got a chuckle out of that. I told him he needed to stop kicking me during contractions and true to a child he did not listen :o) Our sweet little bundle of joy was born at 6:22 p.m. he was 7.5 and 19 1/2 inches long.

Little Owen is such a sweet little boy. I love him so much and am so glad that I did pray about having more babies so that I got to enjoy another sweet little boy in my life!