Welcome to the world, baby!

Guys, it happened… Baby Girl is finally HEEEERE! She was a good girl and decided to come Sunday, one day before my induction date! I now introduce to you…

Daivy Kaye Page

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Ps that cute hair bow is from Think Pink Bows and I'm obsessed! It's so soft and stretchy.

Daivy is pronounced like Daisy with a “v”, and Kaye is my mom's middle name. She was born at 3:44pm Sunday, making a grand entrance! She is a sweet, easy-going baby (thank goodness) and we are in love.

For my own documentation purposes, I have decided to share her story and how we came up with her name. I spent about 5 hours on Monday carefully writing her story with details and pictures. I was about to post it…when WordPress freaked and erased it all – even though I had saved it several times. I almost cried.

Determined, I wrote it up the next day…and it happened AGAIN! I actually cried.

So here's crossing my fingers that this works this time. It's more for my family documentation than anything else, but for anyone else who is interested:

Here is Daivy's delivery story (…not the gross parts, I promise).

This pregnancy has been pretty good, surprisingly. Normally I'm horribly barfing and sick at both the beginning and end of pregnancy. This time? Not a single bout of morning sickness. It made me worried that she wasn't a thriving baby at first, but eventually I chalked it up to baby girl simply wanting to ensure her place as my favorite child.

Though I had no morning sickness, this pregnancy my varicose veins got so bad, I could – literally – hardly move some days (see picture proof HERE, HERE, HERE and HERE), which is why I was scheduled to be induced Monday 11/24 (one week early).

My son Hutch had a successful tonsillectomy on Thursday, my parents arrived from Oregon Friday, Bubba and I squeezed in one last date night to the movies, we had a great day with the kids Saturday, and Saturday night I washed my last load of baby carriers and paraphernalia, got the car seat cleaned out and ready to go, and declared…

“Ok baby girl, you can come now!”

"Bedding is washed, calendar cleared, house professionally cleaned (best tradition ever), freezer meals made, Hutch's surgeries complete, Braxton Hicks firing away (annoying), bassinet set up, hospital registration completed, snow tires on, names FINALLY narrowed down (no, we won't tell

“Bedding is washed, calendar cleared, house professionally cleaned (best tradition ever), freezer meals made, Hutch's surgeries complete, Braxton Hicks firing away (annoying), bassinet set up, hospital registration completed, snow tires on, names FINALLY narrowed down (no, we won't tell), Christmas decor is up, bunk beds assembled & kids rooms are shuffled & decorated, most Christmas gifts purchased and en-route to giftees, Mom is in town, and we squeezed in one last #datenight to see the new #HungerGames with my favorite coat's shady ghetto inner pockets perfect for smuggling in Halloween candy. *wheeew!* Ok baby girl, you can come now. #BabyPageNo4 #InducedOnMonday #ButYouCanComeNow #Please (see this IG picture HERE)

Sunday at 4am I woke up because my son's throat was hurting. We got him back to bed but noticed my Braxton Hicks, though mild, were more consistent than usual. I timed them from 4 – 5am and they were 4/4.5 minutes apart.

Normally I would go back to bed and figure the contractions would wake me up if they got strong enough (like they did for my other kids). But my parents (who came from Oregon to help with this week) were planning to drive 1.5 hrs away to a family missionary farewell in the morning and had to leave by 7:30am. If I ended up going into full-blown labor while my folks were gone, what would we do with the kids? Plus, a big snow storm was rolling in and I really wasn't interested in getting stuck having to have a baby in my living room. My carpet would really hate me for that.

I woke Bubba up around 5:00 and told him we should go to the hospital so we could know by the time my parents needed to leave whether it was a false alarm or not. I did my hair and grabbed my makeup, Bubba packed, and we headed out.

hospital We got to the hospital and they hooked me up to a monitor at 6:15 to track my contractions. They were still somewhat consistent, but weren't getting stronger. At 7:00 I was only dilated to a 2, same as I had been since 37 weeks. Dang.

The nurse said I could go home and come back if my contractions got stronger, or I could walk the halls for an hour and they would admit me if I progressed to a 3 or higher.

I walked.

Bubba napped. The snow dumped.

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I sped-walked the halls like it was my day job, determined to not have to take a walk-of-shame and go back home (especially because at this point my parents weren't going to have enough time to visit family anyway).

At 8:00 they checked…I was a 3! They would admit me! Glory alleluia!

Looks like baby no 4 is making her debut one day early! I may have had to speed walk the hospital halls for an hour and may have been praying to the labor gods to not make me take the walk of shame, but it worked and I'm finally being admitted. #BabyPageNo4 #LetsDoThis #BringOnTheEpidural #UpSince4NothingBetterToDoThanHairAndMakeup #AlreadySoTired

Looks like baby no 4 is making her debut one day early! I may have had to speed walk the hospital halls for an hour and may have been praying to the labor gods to not make me take the walk of shame, but it worked and I'm finally being admitted. #BabyPageNo4 #LetsDoThis #BringOnTheEpidural #UpSince4NothingBetterToDoThanHairAndMakeup #AlreadySoTired (see this IG picture HERE)

Side tangent: I posted the above picture and got lots of comments about how people were impressed that I had my hair and makeup done. Advice I always give moms in labor…GET DOLLED UP! Aside from your wedding day, you will most likely have your picture taken more when giving birth than any other time! Let's be honest, being in labor is no fun. But I took 10-15 minutes to do my hair, did my makeup in the car on the drive to the hospital, and BAM – I suddenly feel better, even amidst the yucky contractions. Plus, once you have a new baby it's sweat-pants-and-no-shower time, so enjoy looking glamorous one more time before real life hits. My take on it all? There is nothing wrong with looking and feeling good in the hospital!! Especially since you'll leave the place wearing the world's biggest maxi pad, and that is just the farthest thing from sexy. Ok, stepping off my box now.

We took one last belly shot, I got suited up in the sexy hospital gown, and we settled in.

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Bubba was productive on his computer, we listened to church music (it was Sunday, after all), I read, napped, and organized pictures on my computer, it dumped snowed outside, and we were the only people on the entire L&D floor. It was quiet, laid back, and relaxing. So far each of my kids' deliveries have been scary-exact indicators of their personalities, so we're estimating this baby to be sweet, timid, and easygoing…let's hope we're right!

By 10:30 even though my contractions had gotten a bit stronger, I had only progressed to a 4 (which is very unlike my other labors). They called my doc to break my water to get the party started, which usually works like a champ.

For documentation purposes: Doc just broke my water, feeling pretty good, epidural coming any time. The snow storm ended and it's gorgeous outside, I'm the only one on the L&D floor so I've got the whole staff at my beck and call. Not too shabby!! #BabyPageNo4

For documentation purposes: Doc just broke my water, feeling pretty good, epidural coming any time. The snow storm ended and it's gorgeous outside, I'm the only one on the L&D floor so I've got the whole staff at my beck and call. Not too shabby!! #BabyPageNo4 (see this IG picture HERE)

Feeling confident, we put our reading away and Bubba got the camera out and got ready for action…

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…that never came. Wah waaaaaah.

Welp...I'm calling it. This kid is going to be laaaaaaaaid back. She is in NO hurry to come out into the cold. Longest labor I've ever had. Too bad I only got 2 hours of sleep and would give my left elbow for a burger right now. Trying to sneak in a nap (impossible) while organizing pics on my computer, trying not to die of boredom. Come on baby girl, I have some really cute headbands for you to wear and I promise to hold you lots!!! 3:10pm

Welp…I'm calling it. This kid is going to be laaaaaaaaid back. She is in NO hurry to come out into the cold. Longest labor I've ever had. Too bad I only got 2 hours of sleep and would give my left elbow for a burger right now. Trying to sneak in a nap (impossible) while organizing pics on my computer, trying not to die of boredom. Come on baby girl, I have some really cute headbands for you to wear and I promise to hold you lots!!! 3:10pm (see this IG photo HERE)

A few more hours passed with little progress. My contractions, though stronger, were inconsistent and I was only dilated to a 6 by 3pm. So I went back to napping.

I posted the above pic on Instagram at 3:10pm. Not even 10 minutes later, around 3:20pm, I had the MOTHER of all contractions. It was the strongest contraction I've ever had. Even through the epidural it took my breath away and made it so I couldn't talk or concentrate on anything else. And it just. wouldn't. stop! Bubba watched the monitor like a hawk. After 3 minutes of intense pain Bubba said, “3 minutes is too long, something is wrong. I'm getting the nurse.” Just then my nurse bustled in. She had been watching the monitor at her station and was also slightly concerned.

The contraction lasted – wait for it – FIVE MINUTES. I thought it was going to kill me.

When it finally subsided and I could breathe again, I turned to the nurse and said

“Um…I think the baby is coming.”

She checked and confirmed what I was feeling with a “Oh my! Wow, looks like it's show time!”. She called to a nurse to text 9-1-1 to my doc who was in church. Motherload contractions came consistently at this point (and my epidural was feeling pretty useless), and everyone encouraged me to relax and breathe, as they hurried to get the room prepped.

My doc made it in record time. Around 3:30 she arrived, threw some scrubs over her church clothes, and around 3:40 she gave me the ok to push on the next contraction. (GLORY ALLELUIA!)

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At 3:44pm baby girl made her debut! An emotional mommy and daddy were so happy to hold her at last. She hardly cried as she was being fussed with, so we're thinking our “easy-going baby” prediction was right.

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She got cleaned up and we enjoyed getting a good look at her for the first time. We were all surprised that she was only 7lb 12oz, her chubby little cheeks gave her the impression of being much bigger! She was (is) beautiful.

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#BabyPageNo4 finally made her debut! I now introduce Daivy Kaye Page (Kaye after my mom, Daivy pronounced like Daisy with a “V”). 7lb12oz, 20.5in long. Healthy with the tiniest little head and chubbiest little cheeks. After hours of slooooow progress I jumped from a 6 to a 10 in a single contraction and she made a very grand entrance! The doc rushed in wearing church clothes just in time to deliver her without a hitch at 3:44pm. We love our sweet little Daivy and are so happy to finally have her here! #DaivyKaye (see this IG post HERE)

We got moved to our room and Daivy got love from Mimi and Grandpa…while I got love from the burger I had been craving all day. It was delicious.

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The next day the kids got to meet their baby sister for the first time. Priya has never been so excited about anything in her entire life! She has already held Daivy for hours and shows no signs of slowing down.

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So…Where'd we get her name from?

The story isn't too exciting…I simply loved the name! We are very particular because we like unique names that you rarely hear, but that aren't too “out there”.

Bubba had more of an opinion on the boys' names so he gave me the go-ahead to have the final say on the girls' names. I heard the name Navy once and it resonated with me. A few months later Bubba and I were volunteering at the Draper LDS Temple and heard someone say the last name Davies. Again, it rang in my head. I blended the two and thought, “Hmm…Davie would be a cute girl name…” but I wasn't pregnant at the time so I added to my ongoing baby name list that I always keep in my phone and buried it for a while.

As time went on I became more and more in love with the name. Bubba was luke-warm about it at first. But once we found out we were pregnant with a girl, it quickly became a top contender. Once she was born we KNEW she was a Daivy. But how to spell it?? We had gone back and forth throughout the entire pregnancy. Davey was too masculine, Davee had too many “E's”, Davie was cute but looks like “Dah-vee”, and Daivy (like Daisy) is cute, but is a little funky and doesn't look good with Kaye which is my mom's middle name and the middle name we for sure wanted. Change the spelling of the middle name? Leave it? Tough stuff for an indecisive lady with commitment issues!

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We actually texted our family that her name was Davie Kay, but at the last minute Bubba and I agreed to change it to Daivy Kaye.

So there you have it!

We feel so blessed to be entrusted with such a sweet little spirit. We love our little Daivy Kaye and can't imagine our family without her!

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Comments

  1. congrats, she is beautiful!!! (Side note, she was born on the 23, not the 13th right? Change the date on the pic?) I’m a mom of 4, just looking out for you! ♥️♥️♥️

  2. Jordan!!! I haven’t even finished the post yet (only saw the first picture) but was so excited for your family I had to scroll down and comment before finishing reading… CONGRATULATIONS!!! She is beautiful, just perfect… all of your kids are so stinkin’ cute! So happy things went smoothly and Daivy cooperated- such a nice, unique name too! I’m rambling… but squee! CONGRATS again!

  3. Congratulations on another beautiful baby girl! You are blessed!! and it just so happens my daughter is married to a Davies and I have 3 Davies grandchildren so this story made me chuckle.

  4. Congrats and thanks for sharing your story! She is beautiful – and as a current member, I would like to welcome you to the Four Kid Club!! 🙂

  5. She’s beautiful!!! Look at those cheeks! So blessed, I am so jealous of women who go from a 10 to having a baby in their arms. My son took 5 hours of pushing after I was induced with a load of drugs for almost 30 hours. AHHH, I hope the next one just comes right on out! Congratulations, your family is beautiful!

    • Oh my word, you deserve the world’s easiest delivery on your next one! 30 Hours?? You are definitely my hero!

  6. I found your blog after seeing you on 60 Minutes! I literally feel like we are the same person (except I am a Baptist LOL) and you are writing the blog I would have written if I started one. Not even joking! I keep reading and thinking, “Oh yeah, I do that!” Hope that isn’t creepy or anything! 😉 After reading several of your posts, I decided to comment on this one… first, congrats on a beautiful baby girl. Second, I have made it a point to get fully ready–shower, hair, makeup– before going to the hospital for the births of my 2 children. People make SO many comments about it! Nothing negative, but almost in awe of the fact that I have nice hair and makeup in my hospital pics. You said it best, and I always tell people that these pictures will be posted on the internet for ALL TO SEE and you best believe I’m going to make sure I make every attempt to look cute! Do they expect me to waddle into the hospital with bed head and dark circles under my eyes, just because I’m in unbearable pain? Ha. Anyways, glad I stumbled on your site, I’m hooked!! 😉

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