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Cohen was asked to give the talk in primary last Sunday about how Jesus restored the gospel through Joseph Smith. We had a family home evening lesson on Joseph Smith and used some pictures from the gospel art kit to tell the first vision. Then we asked Cohen to stand up on the couch and tell the family the story. He grabbed his plastic microphone, snatched the pictures out of Jared's hand and told us all about "a boy named Joseph Smith". He's quite the little story teller. Throughout the week we would say "Cohen, tell us about Joseph Smith", so on Sunday he couldn't wait to tell the other kids the story of the first vision. Several kids in primary got up to share a scripture, say a prayer, tell a story, etc, and they all had their parents with them. We were sitting in the back and began to wonder if we should get up to help him. We decided to just see what would happen. It was his turn. He climbed up to the microphone, pulled it down to his mouth, and... well, here is Cohen telling the first vision in his own words...

Our baby has arrived!!! William Logan Haddock was born on April 2nd, 2010 at 5:08 am! That was exactly 2 weeks early and he was 8 lbs. 9 oz.!! 21 inches long, and he has a lot of dark hair around the back of his head, but it's a little sparse on top. We think he'll have blue eyes like the rest of us, and we think he looks more like Cohen than Evan. He is so cute!!! Welcome to our family Will, we love you!



I'd been talking for months about how I didn't want him to be born on April 1st. Any time but April 1st!! I also had students paid through the end of March, so I wanted to give everybody their final lessons before taking some time off. So, for a long time, I've been saying that April 2nd would be the first day I would want him to be born. I didn't expect it to really happen that way!!

I started having contractions around bedtime on April 1st, but nothing that I hadn't had before. We went to sleep, and I woke up at 12:30 and again at 1:30 with harder contractions, but I was still able to go back to sleep. I woke up at 2:30 and they were really getting painful. I waited a little bit to wake up Jared, but I finally woke him up around 3 and we started packing a bag just in case. I didn't want to call my mom and go to the hospital in the middle of the night, only to be sent home, so I wanted to wait until I was sure this was it. Jared called my mom at about 3:15, and she got here just after 3:30. I was really having hard contractions by this point, like as hard as when I'd asked for my epidural with the other boys. We got in the truck and drove down to LDS hospital, and got there just after 4 am. We got up to Labor and Delivery at exactly 4:11, they sent us right to a room without really checking in because they could see I was really in the thick of it. I got into my hospital gown and onto the bed, and when she checked me I was already at a 6 1/2!!!! My midwife got there about 20 minutes later, and I was complete, ready to push! My body just knows how to have a baby I guess!!

I had planned on trying to go natural, and in hindsight, I think it's a good thing I was mentally prepared for that because I don't think I would have had time for an epidural even if I had wanted it!!

So, I pushed through about 6 or 7 contractions, the first of which were probably pretty ineffective because I could hardly breathe in, let alone breathe big and then push. . .anyhow, I finally told myself that if I could just breathe, he probably would come right out, and he did!!!

The whole thing was pretty intense, but thankfully it went by really fast!




So, I had tested positive for the Strep B virus, which is common in women but could pose a problem for the baby, so they want you to be on an antibiotic for 4 hours before the baby is delivered. Needless to say I only got about 20 minutes of the antibiotic before he was born, so they go on alert because of that. Then he was grunting with each breath, which Cohen did his first day too, but they say that can be a sign that he's having trouble breathing, so they go on higher alert because of that. Then they check his temperature and it's a little low, he's still not 30 minutes old - give the kid a chance!!!, so they go on higher alert because of that!!! Then they take his blood, and find that his glucose level is low, and they admit him to the "Special Care Nursery," basically the NICU. WHAT?!!! None of these things pose a real threat by themselves, but because he had four marks against him, they took him in there for 48 hours of anti-biotic for the possible Strep B, and glucose in an IV to raise his levels there, and put him under a heat lamp. . .blah blah blah. I have mixed feelings about it. . .I'm glad he was getting good care, but he did not need to be in there. He had just been born!!! Of course he was still adjusting!!! Give the kid a minute will you?!! I wish I hadn't let them take him so soon for the blood test, but you just assume that everything is fine, and he'll be back in your arms in 10 minutes. I wish I had just kept him with me and told them to hold off on the testing for an hour or two. I wonder if that would have made a difference. His temperature leveled out quickly, his glucose came right up, and probably would have done the same if they had let me nurse him, his breathing stayed grunty most of that first day, but we've been through that before, and his labs on the Strep B all came back clear as a bell!!! AAAHHHHH!!! It makes me frustrated to think about it.



Anyhow, he spent 48 hours in there, and I was never scared, just annoyed that he couldn't be in my room, and that Cohen and Evan couldn't come visit him in the hospital. Cohen was so sad that he couldn't see baby Will, he started crying when they left that first time. The second day, Will's nurse held him up to the window for them to see, but what kind of introduction is that?!!

So our hospital stay wasn't any longer than normal, but we probably would have come home on Saturday afternoon instead of staying all the way until Sunday. He's perfectly healthy and strong, and he's super cute!!