At 1am on the 19th of April I woke up and realized that my little baby had finally decided they were on their way. I woke Tony up at about 1:30. We got ready to go to the hospital, which meant getting dressed and feeding Tony while I said, "We need to go NOW!" every time a contraction came. We arrived at Banner Gateway at 3am. I'll spare you the gruesome details about labor and delivery. Just know that after a couple of hours I decided I wasn't as tough as my mom, I didn't have to prove anything to anyone, and I got an epidural. Best decision ever. It gave Tony and I a chance to sleep for a little while. We were grateful.
Labor and delivery went faster for me than it does for most first-timers. Hyrum Joseph was born at 10:39am. He was 8 pounds, 1 ounce, 20.5 inches long. Tony was supposed to announce to everyone whether it was a boy or girl, but Hyrum decided that he wanted Mom to say, so he hid from Dad and I said, "It's a boy! It's a boy!" And that's that.
We didn't have a name for our little boy. It didn't take us long, however, to decide that he was a Hyrum Joseph. We want him to live an honorable and virtuous life, like Hyrum and Joseph Smith. Tony thinks he even has the mild and gentle temperament that Hyrum is often said to have had.
We have been blessed with a perfect baby. Perfectly unperfect but perfect all the same [if that makes any sense]. He is so handsome and so sweet. He hardly fusses, except for when he's frustrated with breastfeeding, and he calms quickly and easily. We love to hold him and kiss him and love him. We love reading scriptures with him and praying with him. On Monday we had our first Family Home Evening lesson with Hyrum. Dad taught us about gaining a testimony. We love being a family and we're especially grateful that Tony and I were married in the temple so that Hyrum is sealed to us for time and all eternity.
I [aka: Jeri Lin, Mom] have had some major adjusting to do. I have a new found appreciation for my mom and every other mom in the world. Being a mom is really hard. I also know that's it's supposed to be hard and it's ok that it's hard. Besides the lack of sleep that has worn me out, my aching back, and my disheveled appearance, I have struggled with what I deem a "major case of the baby blues." I have good days and bad days and really bad days. I cry a lot, sometimes with a reason, sometimes not. It took a week for my appetite to be mostly normal. It's been kinda rough, but it has helped me gain a greater testimony of the Priesthood. I love my husband more than I ever have. My mom is the best mom ever. That's all.
Here are a few of our favorite pictures of Hyrum. Enjoy him. We do.